Chi Zaozao was heavily drunk, collapsed on the bed, and although she soon fell asleep.
She quickly woke up again.
Why did she wake up? Because she felt something cool and cold touching her lips, it felt incredibly comfortable.
She couldn't open her eyes, smiling, greedily letting that touch have its way.
The room light was too dazzling, not sure who turned it off, leaving only the wall light, dimly carrying some intertwined amorous ambiance.
In such an environment, it's easy to become lost in passion.
Especially for a drunken woman, perfectly harmless, holding a man's finger, sticking out her little tongue, randomly ****.
As if **** the man's...
Ye Que looked at her actions, his abdomen immediately reacted, how long had it been since he felt such a reaction?
Ever since Chi Zaozao got pregnant, gave birth, and then he left.
He was a normal man, and in the blink of an eye, more than a year had passed, in this year he hadn't properly and genuinely vented.
