Song Guanchao did not help Wu Qiangwei into the room.
He took a blanket from the room and let Wu Qiangwei lie on the sofa, covering her with the blanket.
While he was doing all this, Qu Xiangru sat casually by the side.
Her enchanting figure, seductive gaze, exuded a myriad of charms, mixing maturity with sensuality, keeping Song Guanchao's nerves in a constant state of excitement.
Song Guanchao suppressed his impulse, and after finishing covering her with the blanket, he went to turn off the light.
The living room plunged into darkness.
He walked back and stood in front of Qu Xiangru.
Before he could move, Qu Xiangru had already sat up from the back of the sofa, grabbed his pajama pants, and pulled them down.
Then, she held Xiao Song, and her jade-like mouth opened.
A warm sensation enveloped him simultaneously.
He gently stroked Qu Xiangru's hair, using the cold moonlight outside, he could see her profile clearly.
