More than half an hour later, the lovemaking sounds in the kitchen came to an end with a grunt from Zhihan.
Lu Ning was sweating profusely. She was sprawled on the counter, with Zhihan lying on top of her, his right hand still under her clothes.
Lu Ning licked her red lips with her tongue and said in a sultry voice, "Are you satisfied? Can you let me go now?"
Zhihan kissed her head forcefully. "Next time, don't invite Linger to eat at home. I'm still 'hungry' and you don't care, yet you're still feeding others."
"What are you talking about? She is your sister. Besides, didn't I... Just assuage your hunger..."
He hugged her around her slender waist. "It's not enough. I want to do it again..."
Lu Ning was shocked. She quickly twisted her body. "No, Linger will be here soon. How embarrassing it will be if she caught us in the act."
