Sun Zhe had a dream. He dreamed that on that fateful night, he and Zhu Yan never encountered the men in black and arrived at the hotel as planned. In the guest room, he and Zhu Yan were passionately entwined, greedily savoring each other.
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In the dimly lit room, Zhu Yan felt the dragon pinned beneath her soft hips gradually awaken, and her beautiful eyes grew dazed. She involuntarily slipped her hand into her nightgown to gently knead her two firm mounds. At the same time, her slender waist and ample hips began to sway back and forth of their own accord.
