Luna Collins sat next to Blackwood Fu.
The weather is warming up.
He was dressed a little lightly.
Through a thin layer of clothes, Luna Collins could feel the hot temperature of his skin, like boiling and melting syrup, the temperature gradually passed over and tightly wrapped around her.
The sudden heat burned her so much that she was at a loss for a few seconds, and she shrank back almost subconsciously.
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