Zuo Hancheng's Male Beauty (3)

"Try your head. There's a good bed and you're not using it. I was afraid that my back would hurt from being pressed!" Anhao retorted.

She almost bit off her own tongue when she retorted.

The bed! She was actually talking about the bed!

Obviously, Zuo Hancheng understood her 'hint'. With a meaningful smile, he kissed the corner of her mouth again."The little wild cat is always following the rules at times like this. Don't worry, we have a long life ahead of us."

" Zuo Hancheng, you've changed…" Anhao suddenly blushed and said nothing. She was suddenly pressed down on the floor-to-ceiling window by him.

She felt as if her body was about to be forced out of the window by him. The solid pressure did not make her feel suffocated at all. Instead, it made her heart beat faster and faster. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, as if their heartbeats were connected.