Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yu Anwan’s breathing grew increasingly constrained. She wanted to escape, but in this confined space, she had no room to flee. All she could do was watch Wen Jin passively.
It felt like everything had shifted.
Inside the cramped bathroom, an air of ambiguity lingered, along with the scent of masculine hormones.
Suddenly, Wen Jin spun around, swiftly positioning Yu Anwan atop the sink.
Yu Anwan was seated involuntarily, gazing up at Wen Jin.
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