Ma Yinglan swayed her ample buttocks, hoisting her vegetable basket, and ascended the stairs.
Tang Feng stood there, watching her voluptuous silhouette until it completely vanished up the staircase, only then did he retract his gaze.
The scent still lingered in the corridor.
Drawing a breath, a heat flared up in his lower belly, unwittingly giving rise to a certain impulse.
That perfume was like poison.
It easily stirred emotions.
After pausing for a moment, he unlocked his door and pushed it open to enter.
The room was silent as the grave.
In the master bedroom, on the big bed, two stark-naked bodies lay side by side, sleeping soundly.
The air conditioner was on, so the room was quite cool.
Huo Hui curled up on her side, lying on the outer edge of the bed with only a tiny camisole covering her harmonious body, and on her snowy buttocks, a pair of black lace panties.
Lots of creamy white skin was exposed.
