Help? How can I help?
Mo Ran's mind paused, and then he had an epiphany.
Her face was very red, red like a cooked shrimp.
Although they slept together every night, did what they had to do, and knew each other's bodies well,
she had never used her hand to help him before.
"Ranran..." Gu Yixuan called her name again with that deep, ambiguous voice.
He was doing this on purpose to seduce her!
Mo Ran bit her lip, turned her face away slightly, and touched his chest, trembling as she slid downward.
She had already agreed to help relieve him in another way.
The breathing by her ear grew more and more urgent, Gu Yixuan's breath was too hot, and Mo Ran felt burning all over.
Luckily, she couldn't see for the moment; otherwise, if she saw Gu Yixuan's man-eating gaze, she would definitely be so embarrassed, she'd want to sink into the ground.
Finally, she moved past his chest to reach his lower abdomen, Mo Ran dared not go further down.
