What nearly stopped Zhou Wang's breath wasn't just Jiang Mo's soft call and her deep eyes reflecting a certain longing.
It was also when his senior lifted her long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and Zhou Wang's gaze followed the smooth stockings to the edge of the moon previously covered by her.
The transparent stocking material made everything hazy, yet Zhou Wang could faintly see a few bright red words—
"Zhou Wang's..."
Due to the angle, Zhou Wang only saw these three words.
But it was enough to send his imagination running wild... instantly.
He dove at her fiercely, satisfying his senior's request.
...
Later, when he broke through that barrier, Zhou Wang finally saw the other three words.
Shocked, Zhou Wang wrapped Jiang Mo in his arms from behind, but Jiang Mo didn't give him a chance to inquire. She just wrapped her arms around his neck, sealing Zhou Wang's lips with her own that were hot with breath.
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