She slowly walked in front with Fang Yusheng following her.
Qiao Jiusheng lowered her head to fiddle with her camera. Fang Yusheng, who was behind her, finally opened his eyes. He finally got a chance and time to carefully look at Qiao Jiusheng. Qiao Jiusheng had lowered her head and tied up her long hair, revealing her neck. She was fair and beautiful.
Fang Yusheng stared at her and suddenly recalled the charming scene from last night.
When the tip of his tongue had swept across her snow-white neck, Qiao Jiusheng's body had trembled.
That seductive scene replayed in Fang Yusheng's mind.
Fang Yusheng's eyes darkened.
Oh no, Bodhisattva, I've fallen!
