Hearing him say that, she finally let out a breath, her breathing gradually calming. She stared at Beitang Yao in a daze, weakly asking, "Young Master, can you get up first? You're crushing me... I can't breathe..."
Being pressed under such a robust body, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, and with their two bodies so closely pressed together, it was so ambiguous, sparking endless imagination.
"I can give you air," he said, leaning down to cover her lips, literally blowing air into her.
Xia Qingqian was so scared her eyes widened, not only because he was giving her air but also because his large hands were still wandering over her body, gently caressing every inch of her tender, smooth skin, making her body tremble uncontrollably, a tingling sensation emanating from deep within her bones forcing a soft moan from her lips!
