The pink vibrator was quivering ceaselessly between her legs.
The person who knocked on the door just now was not Gao Bing's husband as Chen Mo had expected.
It turned out that Gao Bing had already been unable to withstand the teasing from Chen Mo.
So, not long after Chen Mo left, she completely lost herself in the pleasure brought by the toy.
Meanwhile, Chen Mo was staring intently at the scene in front of him.
In the end, he fell into a deep sleep filled with such regret.
The following day, what Chen Mo was even more curious about was who had been the one knocking on Gao Bing's door last night?
As he was lost in his wild thoughts, suddenly his own door was knocked on as well.
When Chen Mo opened the door, he found Mrs. Sun, the widow who had rented him the room, standing in front of him.
That is, his landlord.
The widow standing in front of him looked to be no more than forty years old.
And now was the prime age when one could be most attractive.
