The Third Leg That's About to Be Interrupted

In the spring of the North, the clothes are still a bit thick, but this doesn't stop that hot, large palm from exploring the area that captivates it.

The fingertips, calloused as they are, felt like they had an electric current running through them, and every touch sent ripples of sensation.

Su Xiaoxiao felt like she was on fire, unable to resist curling herself around him like a water snake.

Unfortunately, just like last time, when Jiang Yexun tried to go further, Su Xiaoxiao once again felt an urge to vomit.

Jiang Yexun gently held her with one hand and comfortingly patted her smooth back with the other.

"What's going on with you? If you're not feeling well, let's go to the hospital and get checked out. Don't let it get worse." Jiang Yexun's brows were furrowed in concern.

Su Xiaoxiao straightened up, panting lightly, and waved her hand, trying to reassure him that she was fine.