Jin Mo thought to herself that although she had never experienced it, she still had some theoretical knowledge and would not be at a disadvantage compared to Tang Yan.
It was just the thing between men and women; even if she hadn't eaten pork, she had at least seen pigs run. She mustn't let Tang Yan mock her for it.
But she didn't know that such a calm and bold gaze in Tang Yan's eyes was an endless temptation, making him feel instantly heated.
Tang Yan wasted no more time, removing the last piece of fabric from her body, which startled Jin Mo into a cry, her hands covering her chest.
Her voice trembling, she said, "Tang... Tang Yan, you owe me a dress."
"Alright, I'll buy you lots of them, I'm loaded with cash!"
After Tang Yan said this domineeringly, his hand began to grow restless.
...
She was certain that she didn't have feelings for him, and if she were to be with Tang Yan in the future, she would try to keep it to a minimum.
