The bed in the suite is wide and comfortable. For the first time ever, Zhang Ziwen climbed into her bed. Tonight, he would spend the night on this large bed next to the alluring Song Lin. The intimate dances and romantic kisses seemed all too natural and expected now that he was in her bed.
After her bath, Song Lin emanated a intoxicating fragrance. At this moment, she was lying in his arms wearing a soft and silky nightgown. Her stunning face was flushed, her heart pounding. During the past few days, she had felt a sense of emptiness and resentment when Zhang Ziwen chose not to sleep in her bed. But now that he was truly lying on her bed, she began to feel nervous but also excited. She felt a complex sense of fear and live, heralding the arrival of their intimate encounter.
