"Then I'm off to sleep with Che Laojiu!"
In the early hours of the morning, all was silent, and many had already delved deep into their dreams. But for Sister Hong, it was time to play.
Climbing out of Lin Fan's embrace, she picked up her panties from the floor and turned her head, smiling at Lin Fan, "Why aren't you the least bit jealous?"
"The men you've slept with probably outnumber the women I've been with. If I were to get jealous, I'd die of envy."
Lin Fan turned on his side, watching Sister Hong slide the black lace over her long, beautiful legs. He had to admit, she had a great figure, but he also knew that to her, every man was just a passerby each night.
"How could that be? If I could, I would only want to sleep with you forever."
