In order to maintain balance, Chen Xun put his hands on An Yinan's shoulders. The chair separated him and her in two places.

Each other's breaths blended tightly together.

Until An Yinan couldn't breathe. She had difficulty breathing when she raised her head. As a result, Chen Xun's kissing skills must have grown too fast.

Doesn't he need to breathe?

Chen Xun looked at the girl who let go of her hand, as if there were abyss hidden in her eyes.

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