33: Chapter 34: Escape (4) 33: Chapter 34: Escape (4) Because the space was too cramped, her entire body almost hung on his long legs.
Like a koala, her arms clung to his shoulders.
Her lips were only a few centiters away from touching the corner of his lips.
And at their feet lay the ssy pile of brooms and mops…
Startled, Anning realized why Yu Zexiao had been twisting and turning just now.
The room was dark, damp, and filthy, with so many cleaning tools piled up beside them—how could soone with Yu Zexiao’s obsession with cleanliness stand it?
Initially, their attention was captured by people outside, and they didn’t notice all this.
Now, relaxed, with each breath Anning took, she felt her heart pressing against his solid and flat chest.
She was enveloped by his masculine scent, which inexplicably began to make her feel restless and warm.
“I, I’ll get down right away.”
She felt a bit embarrassed and imdiately intended to get off Yu Zexiao.
Unexpectedly, having maintained this position for too long, as she struggled to descend from his legs, her thighs swung side to side, inadvertently brushing his long legs.
At the sa ti, her full body also rubbed against his chest with her movents, as if a small hand was tickling him.
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The tickle wasn’t intense but felt as if it hit the hollow of his chest.
Yu Zexiao couldn’t help but let out an irritable hum from his nose, his voice raspy in the quiet space, especially provocative.
Hearing his hum, Jian Anning thought he was angry and beca even more anxious.
Her grip on his arm tightened, all she could think about was getting away quickly.
Yet she couldn’t make too much noise—what if there was still one or two individuals by the door?
What then?
After rubbing against him for a long while and sweating profusely, she made no progress.
This was a tiny compartnt ant for one person, and with both of them turning sideways, weren’t they forced to stay close?
Yu Zexiao remained still in this position; it was terribly difficult for her to extricate herself on her own.
When there were others, united in a common cause, she hadn’t noticed, but now, Anning felt like she was on pins and needles!
She rubbed against him again, and upon hearing Yu Zexiao’s “disgruntled” hum, Anning felt even guiltier: “Zexiao, help out.”
Yu Zexiao’s face turned sowhat dark; he had never been “bullied” by a woman in this manner before.
The two were tightly wedged into the small space, unable to move forward or back, and the woman kept grinding against him while hanging on him, with those filthy cleaning tools nearby.
Under normal circumstances, he would’ve lost his patience and cursed, but now—he damned well enjoyed it.
She might be doing it on purpose or not, but he was wearing loose casual clothes today, which allowed him to sense her presence more acutely with each move she made.
Perhaps it was being trapped in such a small space and being pressed by a woman like this that made him feel slightly deprived of oxygen.
His breathing beca more rapid, his throat increasingly parched.
He started to let his thoughts wander.
Although it wasn’t the first ti for this woman and him, it had been with her ex-boyfriend before, implying she wasn’t the easy type, right?
After a hunger of twenty-eight years, having tasted his first at the night before, little Yu Zexiao, like catching a whiff of sothing delicious, slowly started to raise his head…….
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