Ignoring the howling Ye Qiuqiu, Lin Gantang put down her phone.
She pulled Wen Yanqing to the bed and skillfully helped him dry his hair before pressing him onto the bed.
Wen Yanqing allowed her to push him down. Seeing that something was amiss, Lin Gantang said, "Lie face down. How am I supposed to do it if you lie on your back?"
Her hand kept pushing him. Wen Yanqing obediently turned over and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"It's for your enjoyment. Don't worry, it's very comfortable," Lin Gantang said.
Wen Yanqing was speechless. What enjoyment? Was it what he was thinking?
Coincidentally, he had just finished showering and wasn't wearing his shirt, so Lin Gantang didn't even need him to take off his clothes. Her soft hand touched his waist, numbing half of his body like electricity. Wen Yanqing's Adam's apple bobbed as he propped himself up and hooked her to his firm chest.
