The two of them kissed and fell onto the bed, the cold bedsheet briefly bringing Charlotte back to her senses.
The soft bed made her feel a sense of uneasiness, and her whole body trembled, like a bullied cat, whimpering and calling out to him, "Leandro--"
"Good."
A low, hoarse male voice sounded in her ear, and Charlotte felt as if her heart had been rubbed against something.
The itchiness spread throughout the body in an instant.
Her face turned as red as if it were bleeding, and her hands unconsciously tightened.
It was not known how long it had passed until Leandro finally withdrew his hand. His large hand gently pulled on her nightgown, tidying up the slightly disheveled clothes.
His big hand gently caressed her face, as if to comfort her. His thumb wiped away the tears from th
