She felt her body was no longer in pain from the massage, yet a hard-to-describe sense of excitement surged in her heart.
Her thoughts began to drift under the guidance of desire, and this notion made her feel somewhat conflicted.
Yang Jing knew that Liu Zheng's affair with Zhang Cuihua was no longer a secret.
During the day, when Auntie Li mentioned it, she was still thinking about how to help Liu Zheng cover up this inappropriate relationship.
But now, for some reason, she was extraordinarily interested in the affair between Zhang Cuihua and him.
"Liu Zheng, I want to ask you something, is it true with Zhang Cuihua?"
"Here we go again? I told you it's nothing."
But now he was sweating profusely, and she didn't know why Yang Jing was so interested in this matter.
Yet he could feel that Yang Jing was eager to know the answer.
Liu Zheng's heart felt nervously unsettled as if a butterfly was fluttering in his stomach.
