As if unable to restrain himself, his large hand slipped under the hem of her dress.
Tang Zhiluo's body stiffened.
The dressing room was separated by a curtain, which only reached down to the calves, allowing her to see people walking back and forth outside.
At this moment, someone was passing by.
Tang Zhiluo was panicking to death; if someone lifted the curtain, they would be all over the headlines!
Terrified, Tang Zhiluo tried to pull his hand away, her heart gripped with fear, "Mo Xun, no, this is a dressing room!"
Mo Xun turned a deaf ear, passionately kissing her skin.
His wet and hot kisses traced down from her earlobe...
Mo Xun pinned her down.
The woman in his arms was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, powerless to resist.
Tang Zhiluo struggled to control her breathing.
At home it was still okay, but outside... and in a dressing room...
She really couldn't accept it!