The Ferris wheel turned leisurely in the sky, and Zhang Li was already gasping for air inside the cabin.
Her cheeks flushed with desire, her face a deep crimson, one corner of her oversized T-shirt had slipped down, revealing a shoulder as sharp as a sculpted blade, irresistibly alluring.
She lifted her skirt, her slender thighs carelessly sprawled, a pair of feet as smooth as porcelain in sandals, radiating a rosy glow.
At that moment, her proud softness was firmly held in Chen Bin's hands, and the two were lost in ecstasy, enraptured and dreamlike.
Buzz buzz!
Zhang Li's phone rang at that moment.
She snapped back to reality, her eyes hazy as she glanced and said with surprise, "Damn, it's Liu Yifan calling!"
Chen Bin said, "Why don't you just hang up?"
Zhang Li worriedly said, "I can't do that, he's very suspicious; if I hang up, he will definitely keep calling, just don't move for now."
