Shanghai Vienna Hotel is built in the most prosperous economic area, surrounded by dazzling lights. Mia Moreland secretly lifted her head and looked towards the living room.
The sofa wasn't long enough, forcing Ann Chapman to curl up his legs. He lay there, motionless.
Mia looked down at her own sexy nightgown. The opportunity was rare; reaching this step, she didn't want to give up just like that.
"Brother Zhou?" She tentatively called out. Ann Chapman did not respond.
Fell asleep so quickly?
It's a bit different from what she had anticipated.
Should she give up? Mia bit her lip tightly, thought for a moment, quietly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and tiptoed barefoot towards Ann Chapman.
Using the light from outside, she saw Ann Chapman with his left arm positioned beneath his head, eyes closed, breathing evenly, seemingly asleep.
Mia couldn't help but feel defeated; it seemed she really held no attraction for him.
