She couldn't help but open her eyes, only to see that she was only a short distance from the corner of the coffee table, but her body was suspended in mid-air.
Her gaze shifted downwards, and an arm wrapped around her waist came into view.
"This is……"
She murmured to herself, a face appearing in her mind.
"Big sister, slow down!"
Zhuang Wen's gentle, magnetic voice then rang out.
Then, her body was wrapped around that arm and lifted up.
Lu Linglong stopped, standing tall and graceful, her delicate, fair face still bearing a trace of joy at surviving a disaster.
Zhuang Wen's eyes were dark and bright, with a gentle smile.
Lu Linglong's eyes were bright and captivating, like those of a startled fawn.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.
It's unclear who launched the first "offensive".
The two figures embraced and collapsed onto the sofa.
Heavy breathing echoed throughout the warm living room.
The clock ticked away, making a rhythmic sound.
"No, not here... go to the bedroom..."
Lu Linglong found a chance to break free from Zhuang Wen's fiery "offensive," opened her sexy red lips, and murmured to herself as if in a dream, her voice charming and revealing a kitten-like laziness and enjoyment.
But the next moment, Zhuang Wen opened his blood-red mouth and blocked the other party again.
A trench coat was tossed off the sofa, a white dress made a tearing sound, and two silver high heels fell off, leaving two delicate feet exposed...
When the right atmosphere is created, everything falls into place naturally.
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