Are you kidding? He absolutely wants Weiwei, the Weiwei offered to him...
Liang Yichao, uncertain, looked at Yu Wei, deeply doubting whether he had seen wrongly. He was also a bit nervous about whether this was a trap, testing him or something, sweating profusely, "Wei, Weiwei..."
Liang Yichao stuttered several times until Yu Wei reached out her arm, wrapping it around Liang Yichao's neck and offering her lips.
Yu Wei had a slender figure, her shoulders shimmering with a glow, and under the lights, the girl's skin seemed dreamily delicate.
Not to mention the subtle fragrance that quietly seeped into his nose.
Liang Yichao felt a numbness spread over the back of his head as he gazed at her, unable to resist, plunging in regardless.
Under the covers, the young man and woman were like unripe apples, like newly sprouted green shoots, the forbidden fruit of youth luring them deeper into indulgence.
