C388 The Strongest King!(2)

Her head rested gently on Hsiang Tai's left shoulder as she murmured softly into his ear, her arms wrapping tightly around him—one hand braced on his waist, the other supporting his back. The thin barrier of their pajamas did little to dampen the sensation of touch, and Hsiang Tai could acutely feel something being squished out of shape...

Even more strikingly