Chapter 39 Old Tale: Serve
- That single drop of sweat was tickling his skin as it climbed down from his forehead.
- Zedong's lips were quietly trembling, body unmoving as he felt that the person behind was way bigger and hard as a rock, pinning him down at the table as they both stood against each other.
- His hand was shaking even the plate that he was holding as he felt that the person behind moved closer to sniff his bare neck.