The sound of fabric tearing brought Xia Weibao back to her senses. This was a car, after all.
There were still people occasionally picking up their cars outside.
After a brief internal struggle, she ultimately couldn't resist the passion of a certain beast.
Having experienced it once in a car.
Occasionally, someone in the parking lot would pass by and glance over.
Then walk away, blushing.
People nowadays are so open!
Daring to do it in a parking lot...
Curious onlookers sneaking extra glances but the secrecy was airtight; nothing could be seen.
As the storm subsided, Xia Weibao's face was flushed.
She shrank back onto the seat like an ostrich, her face red with embarrassment.
Oh my god, she's been led astray, really led astray, actually doing such a thing in a car.
The man beside her was contentedly getting dressed, his manner elegant, and his noble, slender fingers fastened the shirt buttons, like a British gentleman.
Not a hint of the beastly aura from moments ago.
