Bai Xuan's shirt buttons had already been completely undone by Qi Zihua.
Xu Nuo panted, now only one step away: how could she push Qi Zihua down from the rooftop?
"Wait a second," Xu Nuo suddenly called out.
"My back hurts from pressing against it," she said, moving her body slightly.
Qi Zihua, intoxicated by the delicate beauty and gentle warmth, did not notice her scheme and naturally turned his body as she adjusted her position.
Now, both of them were leaning against the wall. She was one step closer to success.
Xu Nuo was so nervous that she started sweating all over.
The salty taste made Qi Zihua somewhat dissatisfied, "Are you really that hot?"
"Yes, yes..." Xu Nuo replied with a trembling voice.
Her soft tone, quivering, led Qi Zihua to believe he had teased Xu Nuo into a state of weakness, feeling very proud of his ability.
"Ah—"
Xu Nuo cried out, her body shaking even more intensely.
Qi Zihua smiled satisfactorily, "Does it feel good?"
