Are You Still Coming To Terms With That Matter?

In the room, only the floor lamp in the corner was lit. The light was dim. The white gauze curtain gently stirred in the night breeze, and the temperature in the room rose bit by bit. Zena bit her lip lightly, feeling shy and expectant. She blinked her eyes and felt more nervous than she was when she slept with him for the first time. Xavier stared at Zena who was right in front of him with deep affection and concentration. He raised his hand to touch her ear and kept rubbing her cheeks with his fingers softly. Zena's body could not help but tremble. It was already autumn, and it was late at night, but she felt as if she was in a desert that had been baked by the sun. She was hot and thirsty. However, Xavier... seemed to want to torture her. He kept rubbing her face without any other actions. She swallowed and put her arms around his neck, "Xavier..." When she said this, even she herself was a little stunned. Her voice was so low, hoarse, and also a little wronged. Yeah, she felt aggri