As he took a deep breath trying to discern, there was an unusual feeling of intoxication...
Zhou Wang was quite perplexed in that moment, truly unsure where this strange scent was coming from.
And at this time, as if sensing Zhou Wang's curiosity, Yu Duo began to feel tense again.
The small hand resting on Zhou Wang's waist could clearly feel Zhou Wang's burning body heat, and the distinctly muscular curves beneath the thin clothes.
At a certain moment, Zhou Wang's breath brushed against her neck, causing Yu Duo to shiver slightly. The legs wrapped in black high stockings under her skirt couldn't help but clamp tightly.
Her movement seemed to trigger a sort of chain reaction. Zhou Wang's hands moved down inescapably, one hand pressing through the thin blue shirt onto Yu Duo's waist, while the other hand dropped down to rest directly on the edge of Yu Duo's short skirt.
Yu Duo's body instantly tensed, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
