Upon seeing that Ling Tianya seemed to remember the promise she made at that time, Ruan Zeyan's big hand gently pinched the woman's delicate chin. "How is it? Do you remember?"
Ling Tianya nodded obediently. How could she not remember? If she continued to pretend that she couldn't remember, the devil would definitely smash her computer and devour her.
Upon seeing Ling Tianya nod, Ruan Zeyan curved his thin lips slightly with satisfaction. His big hand directly reached under Ling Tianya's skirt, and his slightly rough palm brushed over her smooth and delicate skin. He stirred up passionate sparks that made made Ling Tianya's body tremble.
In the early morning, Ling Tianya woke up with a sore body. What really woke her up wasn't the sore body, but the morning exercise that a certain man had mentioned.
