The two people stuck together as if they were conjoined, and Tingyin couldn't help but rush up to separate them, so in the end he followed the instructions and went into the palace to avoid them.
Finn breathed a sigh of relief. In order to prevent his brother from retaliate, he did not even dare to get up directly from Blake Xiang for a while. Instead, he waited for Blake Xiang to set up a ban in the palace, and then supported Blake Xiang. His shoulders quickly turned over.
During the whole process, Finn's hand borrowed a little strength from Asher Xiang's chest. The chest under his palm was flat and firm. After Finn came down, he immediately retracted his hand, not daring to look or touch more.
Although the touch was indeed good, after Tingyin's such a seductive interruption, his normal behavior suddenly changed. Finn himself couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, and he didn't dare to look up at Asher Xiang. With an expression on his face, he turned his back to him, cleared his throat and said, "...change it quickly."
Xiang Yun was half lying on the wicker chair. Xuan Yi had been torn open from the chest and nothing could cover it. His eyes fell on the orange-white young man with his ears folded and facing away from him, not daring to move at all. His eyes moved slightly.
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