Zhao Qiuxu leaned on the sofa with her arms bent to avoid having all the weight on her.

It was the first time I looked at her so closely, our breaths blended together, and when I lowered my head, I seemed to be able to touch her rosy lips.

I pictured her appearance in detail in my mind. For a moment, I did not move, and the ambiguous atmosphere grew rapidly.

Zhao Yuyou was the first to look away, her cheeks flushed, and she reached out and pushed his chest.

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