This Body of My King

Lin Xuan was frozen alive and woke up. "Damn... The landlady turned off the heater again?" He muttered in a daze, and subconsciously groped around him. What he touched was a piece of cold, silky fabric that felt strangely unfamiliar. It doesn't feel right! Lin Xuan was startled and opened his eyes suddenly. He reached out his hand tremblingly and pressed it to his chest hesitantly and slowly. Soft. "Fuck——!!!"