In the narrow and dark corridor, the sound of lascivious moaning softly echoed about.
"Ahhhh… mhmmm…" The burst of sounds caused one to be in a daze.
Pei Ge, who was completely shaken by the sound, totally forgot about the situation she was in. Her mind was only filled with: I'll be damned! F*ck, what the heck are those two doing in the stairwell?!
Ji Ziming chuckled softly when he felt the woman in his arms stiffen.
She did not know whether it was the intense performance downstairs or the man behind her, but her ears began to itch from an unspeakable awkwardness.
She lowered her head and became a little faint.
Ji Ziming inexplicably found her current state very interesting, and his palm intentionally shifted higher and was now perfectly placed atop her *****.
Pei Ge's ***** was sensitive to the touch, and it caused her dazedness to dissipate.
