"Wen Nanxi!"
Su Muyao called out Wen Nanxi's name; at this moment, she had no temper facing him, only knowing her heart was beating intensely.
Her mind went blank, as if fireworks exploded, her eyelashes trembled lightly, her heart racing.
His fervent breath completely enveloped her, like a net, making her able to smell the strong pheromones on him whenever she breathed, uncontrollably stirring her heart.
She couldn't help but keep calling his name.
"Nanxi."
Wen Nanxi gently responded to her, "Mm, I'm here."
At this moment, Wen Nanxi's voice was incredibly tender, looking down at her, eyes filled with a love so intense it seemed it could drip water.
Carrying a deep, profound affection.
Even the corners of his eyes were tinged with red.
Only he knew how much he cared for her, how much he loved her.
He wanted to express his intense feelings in this way.
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Of course, the courtyard was relatively small, and the sound wasn't soundproof.
