48: Chapter 49 Misunderstanding (3) 48: Chapter 49 Misunderstanding (3) They stood very close to each other, with Yu Zexiao’s 183 cm towering nearly twenty centimeters over Jian Anning’s 165 cm.
Looking down at her, he suddenly realized that Jian Anning had also just taken a shower.
She had changed into a baggy Doraemon cartoon pajama set, which resembled an oversized long men’s T-shirt that covered her bottom…
There’s a belief that a woman is not most sensual when she is stripped bare, but when she’s only wearing a man’s shirt.
That hazy sense of half-hidden, half-visible allure can stimulate a man’s heart even more!
Although Jian Anning definitely had underwear beneath her clothes, the top was, indeed, empty!
She wasn’t wearing a BRA (of course, it was already half-past ten, and she must have been preparing to sleep after her bath).
From his angle, he could clearly see, beneath her beautiful collarbones, the half-concealed snowy mounds that he had once held in his hands, caressing them in the palm of his hand three nights ago.
Just yesterday, while hiding in the janitor’s room, he had also intimately experienced their soft elasticity.
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Yu Zexiao’s face turned even redder, as if about to drip blood, his ears glowing through, as if a surge of anger shot straight to his forehead from his body, setting his thoughts ablaze!
He sternly ordered himself not to look at her anymore, not to gaze at her tantalizing hidden curves…
But his own eyes betrayed his consciousness!
They seemed to take root, stubbornly clinging to her body!
He knew it was wrong, yet the flame inside him blazed fiercely!
It left his cognitive brain in a fog, his legs, his hands, as if they had lost their strength!
Even as he was convincing himself that this woman surely couldn’t be as innocent as she appeared, look, she had secretly hidden away to watch naughty movies!
She must be like those women he had come across in the entertainment industry, outwardly prim but inwardly filthy.
No matter how firmly he rejected her in his mind, what haunted him was the memory of that night!
For twenty-eight years, for all of his life, the woman before him was the only one he had a clear memory of!
Mo Siyu had spoken the truth; the more he restrained himself, the more unbearable it became after he had tasted the sweetness!
Especially now, as the characters on the computer screen seemed to still be fervently battling.
Even though he wasn’t watching, he seemed to discern from the sounds that the animated characters had switched through N positions.
Wave after wave of bewitching moans surged from the speakers, unsettling him, agitating his mind, sweat breaking out on his forehead!
His pupils gradually reddened.
Amidst the haze of blood red, he saw Jian Anning approaching him step by step!