Wang Xin settled back onto the bed.
She turned her head and gazed at the little man sleeping soundly next to her, a trace of melancholy in her eyes.
This damn guy, with his fair and clean appearance, how could he be so big.
It was also her own fault. Knowing full well how big he was, she didn't restrain herself, indulging relentlessly. Now she was facing the consequences.
After resting for a moment, she stood up again.
Barefooted and with an awkward posture, she twisted her way out of the bedroom.
In the bathroom.
Wang Xin turned on the shower, letting the hot water cascade over her body.
She lowered her head to look at her body, perhaps it was an illusion, but she felt her skin was more hydrated than before.
Under the shower, as she washed herself, her fingers hesitated when they touched the "land of tenderness".
She suddenly remembered—in their eagerness, they hadn't taken any contraceptive measures.
That scalding liquid had filled her deepest insides.
