Wen Sha gave a slight smile, showing an innocent expression as she said, "I haven’t done anything to you, have I? Look at you, you’re so hot. Why don’t you take off your clothes?"
As she spoke, she began to remove his clothes. Her fingers were ice cold as they slid over his collarbone, causing Tang Song to shudder immediately.
That hand continued to glide down, teasingly, making the itch in his heart even harder to endure.
Tang Song bit his lip hard, desperately trying to stay awake. Suddenly, he pushed her away and stumbled towards the bathroom, showering himself with cold water.
Wen Sha, arriving at the bathroom door, leaned against it and said with a smile, "It’s useless, the drug won’t wear off until you’ve done it. Brother, actually, you don’t need to resist, this is my own wish. I’m right here in front of you, and if you want, you can relieve the desire... within you..."
Wen Sha walked up behind him and hugged his body tightly.
"Get lost!" Tang Song forced the word out from his throat, his eyes filled with desire and intense disgust.
"You see, you’re just telling me to get lost with your mouth, but your body doesn’t reject me. Brother, you actually need me, don’t you?" Wen Sha came up in front of him, stood on her tiptoes, and lightly kissed the corner of his mouth.
The faint scent of mint was intoxicating.
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With the woman’s body in his arms, Tang Song felt like he was on the verge of exploding!
"Brother, don’t hold back, take what you want, don’t torture yourself. I’m willing, I really am willing..."
"Touch me, this is my body, do you like it? Brother, will you hold me, please?"
Under Wen Sha’s seduction, Tang Song’s hands slowly lifted to embrace her body, then tightened more and more, until he completely lost his rationality!
He kissed her lips fiercely, pressing her hard against the cold wall, madly desiring her!
Mo Ran had prepared the meal and waited a long time for Tang Song. She knew he was busy, so she kept waiting.
It was already eleven o’clock at night, and the sound of the New Year’s Gala was coming from the TVs in the nearby homes.
Mo Ran felt a bit disappointed, she took out her phone and dialed Tang Song’s number. The phone rang for a long time with no answer, so she redialed, still no answer.
Mo Ran finally gave up on calling him.
She got up, put on her coat, took her bag, and left the house.