Chu Yuxiao felt as if his entire body were on fire.
The burn made him uncomfortable.
He needed to extinguish the fire, urgently needed to extinguish it, or else he would suffocate…
Consequently, his movements grew more and more intense, and he had already torn open much of Su Yan's jacket, exposing a swath of snowy white skin…
Seeing such a scene, Chu Yuxiao's eyes grew even deeper.
His Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and as he slowly raised his head to look at Su Yan, he asked in an exceptionally hoarse voice, "Yan'er, may I?"
Her hair was somewhat disheveled, her cheeks flushed, and she was breathing rapidly. Su Yan was stunned for a second before she realized the meaning of his "may I."
Looking into his eyes, under his ardent desire, Su Yan bit her lip and said sternly, "No way!"
She would rather die than let anything happen here.
If it really happened, she would be so ashamed that she wouldn't want to live…
