A bottle of vitamin-functional drink went down his stomach.
Lin Zhenghui first let Xue'er enter the room, then followed her in.
However, Lin Zhenghui dared not strip naked, for all he knew, Yuan'er might come knocking on the door.
Similarly, Xue'er didn't take off her clothes either, but simply lifted her skirt and pulled off her lacy panties, tossing them into the laundry basket nearby.
"Here, take this back!" Xue'er stuffed the wet and sticky Divine Artifact back into Lin Zhenghui's porky hand.
"You're so wet, your panties are soaked through," Lin Zhenghui remarked, looking at the panties in the laundry basket.
"It's all your fault, you shook me so hard I almost squirted," Xue'er said, twisting her snowy white and juicy peach-like buttocks, walking up to the glass window wall in the rest area.
Then, just like in the past, she leaned with both hands on the window, watching the diners outside and the movements of Nangong Yuan'er and her group.
