There is no moonlight, only dim light... Two people are now in such a night intertwined with a flow of love, heavy breathing, bewildering whine... It's the best melody of the night.

The clothes on his body have been wet with sweat, kissing the skin between his neck in cold, mute voice overflowing his lips, "But, I'm sorry..."

Don't close your eyes angrily... Her breathing is still very heavy, I don't know whether it's because she can't recover or because of something. If it's cold, she doesn't answer.

Looking at the fatigue caused by her crazy behavior, she pecked her lip with a slight smile in her cold eyes and...