As she spoke, her subconscious hand underneath instinctively grabbed a hold of Leandro's pajama hem.
The hem of the clothes was grabbed, and Leandro's gaze slightly shifted downwards, catching sight of the white jade-like finger on his hem. His black pupils flickered, resembling an unfathomable whirlpool, gathering into a single point.
In an instant, he withdrew his gaze and shifted his eyes to those almond eyes. His Adam's apple rolled restrainedly and he said, "Okay."
Charlotte's face was burning, but the desire in her heart was too strong to resist. She tentatively reached out and grabbed his pajamas, pursing her lips in restraint for a moment. In the end, she couldn't hold back any longer. She raised her hand and reached around his waist, embracing the man's strong waist and burying
