Looking at Qimeng, who had a serene smile on her face and was tightly pressed against him, he shifted his gaze from her face to her half-exposed fragrant shoulder and majestic curves.
"Qimeng..."
Qin Miao gently called out to Qimeng, but she showed no reaction.
Since Qimeng's leg was pressing on Qin Miao's abdomen, coupled with the stimulating scene in front of him, young Qin Miao wasn't very comfortable.
However, due to the ambiguity of Qin Miao's intended action, to avoid embarrassment, he made sure Qimeng was still asleep before making any move.
After adjusting, Qin Miao breathed a slight sigh of relief, just about to enjoy the exquisite feeling of being tightly held by Qimeng, when he saw a scene that sent chills down his spine.
At that moment, Qimeng was wide awake, looking at him with an ambiguous smile.
"Ahem... when... when did you wake up?"
"I woke up when you called me."
"Then why didn't you respond..."
"Ahem... well, I can explain... mmph..."
