Looking at the other's captivating face.
Sun Dasheng couldn't hold back any longer.
To hell with the foreplay.
I don't want foreplay anymore.
He suddenly lifted the woman in front of him by the waist.
She was startled and her hands flailed: "Hey, be careful."
Even her complaints made one's bones feel tingly and numb.
"You're really a little minx."
.....
The little minx tasted quite nice.
She was the first woman from a foreign culture he'd experienced.
Left a deep impression.
The other didn't let him stay overnight.
After a night of revelry.
He went back to his presidential suite.
Seeing Sun Yi still asleep on the bed.
He took off his clothes, slipped under the covers, held the woman in his arms, and gradually fell asleep.
The next day.
His nose felt itchy.
Opening his eyes.
It turned out the woman in his arms was playing with her long hair.
"Alright, got you now, didn't I?" Sun Dasheng rolled over like a dragon.
Pressing her underneath.
