Ye Chen inhaled the faint fragrance, and couldn't help but recall Liu Momo's graceful figure, her skin so delicate it felt like it was made of jade, cool and smooth to the touch, leaving a lasting impression. Often on weekend nights, Liu Momo would lie in his arms, back to him, her round and firm hips pressing against his abdomen.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen found it hard to fall asleep. In resignation, he had to push aside the wicked thoughts in his mind and think of something else. He pulled out his phone and tossed it in the bedside drawer, only to find two pairs of women's panties inside: one white lace and the other black lace. He recognized the white one as belonging to Zhang Yantong. That girl had burst into his house on her first day there, suspecting he was hiding drugs, and even barged into the bathroom to catch him, only to end up getting drenched from head to toe.
