"Ah? A waste?"
Having heard these words, Liu Zheng, whose desires had been extinguished earlier, found them suddenly rekindled.
Just a moment ago, Zhao Cuihua had ignited a fire of lust in him.
He had already thought about taking care of it, but he received a phone call on the way, which had dissipated his arousal.
Now it was different; he hadn't given it much thought before.
But Wu Min's single statement had relit the fire in his heart.
Feeling the reaction, he looked at his sister-in-law in front of him, unable to hold back any longer.
With a "whoosh," Liu Zheng stood up straight and then displayed his response to his sister-in-law Wu Min.
"Sister-in-law, that day... the day you took a shower, you, you... you were seen by me, and from that moment on, I just couldn't forget about you. Your image has been lingering in my mind, unable to be shaken off."
