e of He Hanchuan putting his suit jacket over her, and the way his wet shirt clung to his body. The feeling of wanting to sleep but being unable to grew stronger.Then, *click!*向晚 turned on the bedside...ap on A-Wai's face hadn't faded yet. Stuffing a wad of tissue paper in there, her cheeks ached from being pulled, and beads of sweat quickly formed on her forehead.But she held back and didn't strugg...