Zheng Wenhao's gaze deepened, a dangerous aura emanating from him:
"Xu Shengxia, do you have any idea what you're saying?"
Xu Shengxia tilted her chin up and pouted:
"Of course I know… It's just us bathing together. If you dare refuse me today, you're not a real man."
"Xu Shengxia!..."
'Provoking him like this... isn't she afraid he'll actually lose control and take her?'
'Although, he really has wanted her for a long time…'
'But to take advantage of her while she's drunk and spouting nonsense... It feels a bit dishonorable.'
While Zheng Wenhao was wrestling with his conscience, Xu Shengxia unzipped the back of her gown…
The gown slid to the floor.
Her stunning, seductive side
was now on full display for Zheng Wenhao.
She walked toward him on slender, porcelain legs, her lovely, soft hands wrapping around his waist on their own accord.
If Zheng Wenhao remained unmoved now, he truly wouldn't be a man.
...
