Ah!
Suddenly, a piercing scream erupted from the room, nearly flipping off the roof that symbolized a close bond.
Oh my goodness!
The video showed what had happened between them in this room last night, this stinky man...
"When did you record this?"
In her howl of despair and her astonished gaze, He Xing turned his body to lean on the head of the bed, then gently pulled her into his arms, kissing her hair with affection.
"Silly girl, what are you shouting about? Otherwise, how could it be called a Love Hotel? This is one of the special services, complete facilities, and you can even take a CD home!"
"Damn it, you want to be Edison Chen? Aren't you afraid of people making copies?"
He glared at her and stretched out irritably, "Fuck, am I that stupid? I've checked the equipment. It's quite user-friendly."
She was furious, so furious that she slapped hard!
"This is insane, my brother. What on earth did you use it for?"
