"That's still better than letting you take advantage of me."
Yan Song glanced at the thick quilt that couldn't hide the alluring curves, recalling the sensation from last night, and his mind started to wander.
"Hurry up and go." Yun Ya pushed him and rolled back onto the bed.
"Alright, I'll wait for you outside, hurry up." As soon as he spoke, he turned around and walked out.
After closing the door, completely shutting out his figure, Yun Ya let out a long sigh of relief.
She took her clothes and put them on piece by piece, and when she finished and pushed the door open to come out, she saw the man half-leaning against the wall, tall and straight, with his hands in his pockets, legs crossed, just a casual posture exuding an irresistible sexy allure.
