Ye Fei turned Zhao Tingting around and pressed her against the wall.
Zhao Tingting immediately panicked, worryingly reminded, "Ye Fei, not here, let's change the place."
Under the influence of alcohol, the fire in Ye Fei's belly was stirred up by Zhao Tingting, and he just wanted to vent it as soon as possible.
He directly lifted Zhao Tingting's skirt and tore off her underwear.
"No need to change, here is pretty good."
It was always Zhao Tingting who was bold, but today she became timid.
In the darkness, she nervously reminded again, "But you can't do this at someone else's front door, can you?"
"What's wrong with someone else's front door? The alley is so dark, there isn't a single light. If someone really comes out, we just run for it, who would know who we are?"
Ye Fei said with a wicked smile, casually unbuckling his belt.
Zhao Tingting was going to persuade Ye Fei again, but before she could open her mouth, she clearly felt Ye Fei pressing against her back.
Uh!
