PREVIEW
... int drizzle soaked the city in quiet longing. Lanterns flickered softly in the mist.
But inside the Misty Pavilion, Room 407?
There was warmth.
There was softness.
There was tit!
Specifically, Huo Lingxue's massive pair, one pressed under Su Xiaobai's palm, the other smushed against his chest like it belonged there.
They were entangled like lovers... Peaceful...Dreaming.
Until—
"Sniff..." Su Xiaobai's nose twitched.
His eyes ...
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