As she spoke, Anne's fingers brushed over his abs.
Tang Song hissed and frowned, "I remember locking the door last night."
"Oh, all the keys to this house are with me, I go wherever I want." She shook her body triumphantly, the ample cleavage on her chest seemed ready to break free at any moment.
Tang Song's gaze was involuntarily drawn to her, his breath becoming slightly rapid, "Anne, entering someone else's room without permission is a very bad habit."
Noticing his reaction, a trace of cunning flashed in Anne's eyes. She lightly licked her lips with her tongue, her movements slow and filled with provocation.
Her arm moved slightly, and the silk strap slipped further, revealing more enticing skin, the marks clearly visible.
Damn!
Tang Song's eyes widened a bit.
Anne laughed more joyously, leaning closer like a feline capturing its prey, wrapping her arms around his neck, the ample bosom pressing against his chest.
