He gently held her waist with both hands, and with a slight exertion, Dugu Rong's body instantly rolled on top of him. The straddling posture, especially the fact that there was no covering on her body, made Dugu Rong even more excited.
Xin was in a panic.
Subconsciously I want to climb down.
But at this moment, how could Jin Moran be willing to let her come down like this?
His hands clamped down on her waist and fixed her position: "Rong'er, don't run."
"Well... this... is very embarrassing." She twisted her waist slightly, her face was red and bleeding, and she looked at the man in front of her who made her heart beat.
Seeing her shy look, Jin Moran couldn't help but feel a little reluctant: "Rong'er, we are husband and wife, there is no need to be so shy!"