Eventually, the two of them embraced and collapsed into Tang Feng's arms.
Tang Feng held them from the side.
Those two distinct fragrances, mixed with the smell of alcohol, assaulted their senses.
His arms circled around their breasts of different sizes, pressing against his forearms.
A brief silence.
"I want... to sleep," Huo Hui said, shaking her head and speaking in broken sentences.
By that time, she was completely exhausted.
The exertion had caused her to sweat profusely, beads of perspiration rolling down her cheeks, her hair sticking to her face.
"Han Ling... what... what are you doing..."
Suddenly, Huo Hui's body trembled sharply.
Before anyone knew it, Han Ling's hand had already stealthily slipped under Huo Hui's nightgown, pressing directly on her voluptuous body.
Huo Hui's body shook, trying to remove that annoying hand.
Unfortunately, her arm was held by Tang Feng, leaving her unable to free it.
