She traced her hand from her knee up her thigh, and just as she was about to go further, a hand suddenly stopped her...
Most of his legs had lost sensation, so no matter how much she touched, it didn't matter; she could touch them as much as she liked. But if she went higher where he could still feel, it would be impossible not to react, so he had to stop her...
Xia Yuxun's gaze moved sluggishly, and she unconsciously followed the hand that was gripping her wrist, moving up past the man's dark brown belt, the white shirt on his chest, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple...
Finally, her eyes fell on the man's face...
The moment she clearly saw the face, Xia Yuxun's pupils widened suddenly. In her over-excitement, her elbow accidentally knocked against the bedside table, causing everything on it — cups, a mirror, medicine bottles — to crash down with a clatter...
