Zhao Chi's situation at this time was no better than Zhang Xiaorui's. Compared to the last time they stole their moments of pleasure, this time was even more thrilling and perilous. After all, during the last encounter, Liu Sitong had drunk too much and was fast asleep, while now she had not fallen into a deep sleep, which made the feeling all the more electrifying.
Cold sweat, born of tension and excitement, had already accumulated on Zhao Chi's forehead. His body was so rigid that he dared not move an inch, fearing that any such motion would wake his girlfriend and reveal the illicit affair between him and Zhang Xiaorui.
As time ticked away, the tight bodies of the two began to gradually relax. In the dark and silent bedroom, the pair, who had been tensely poised, slowly regained composure.
