Ling Zhixiao lifted her right hand and her handbag fell onto Qu Shengtian’s shoulder. Her burning-hot palm caressed the side of his torso slowly.
Her body tingled a bit. Why am I feeling this way? She felt an urge to fondle him, which puzzled her as she had not drunk any alcohol that night.
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