The snow-white neck, the delicate face that needed no heavy makeup to conceal its beauty, the smooth skin...
The more Liu Ming looked, the more he felt an itch growing in his heart. This itch eventually surged to a certain place, and he could no longer restrain himself.
The innocent girl felt like she had slept for a long time. When she woke up, she was a bit dazed. Seeing that the person beside her was still there, she thought she had only dozed off for a while.
She glanced outside and saw the pitch-black darkness with no lights at all.
Her chair had been reclined at some point, making her sleep more comfortably.
The car wasn't moving. She didn't know when it had stopped, but the engine was still running, and the soothing music continued to play inside.
