Han Yue'er had completely fallen for that marvelous sensation after having Lin Zhenghui meet her parents over that one meal. She felt as if she were floating on clouds, intoxicated by life and lost in a dream.
It's said that when a woman is turned on, men don't stand a chance.
This time, it wasn't Lin Zhenghui who pulled her into the room.
Instead, Han Yue'er took advantage of his sister-in-law's absence to corner Lin Zhenghui in his room, lock the door, and bolt it.
"Baby, come on, let's have some fun. I've got work and a meeting later," Han Yue'er squatted in front of Lin Zhenghui, helping him to take off his pants.
"Yue'er, you've got so little wild grass on that hillock of yours, just a tiny bit!" Lin Zhenghui observed as she squatted down, seemingly wearing nothing under her short skirt.
She must have come prepared, probably taking off her panties in the car and stashing them in her bag.
The plump hillock sported a small cluster of shiny wild grass, sparsely grown.
