Zhao Chi and Zhang Xiaorui locked eyes, and he nearly lost control, almost capturing those rich, gorgeous lips in one bite...
This beauty, half drunk and half awake, exuded a charm more alluring than usual. Especially Zhang Xiaorui, who now had a helpless air mingled with seductive spring feelings, was giving Zhao Chi a hard time restraining his impulses. He was on the brink of wanting to protect her, to possess her, and even to ravage her excessively!
Zhao Chi, fighting hard against that somewhat perverse urge in his heart, took advantage of Zhang Xiaorui's slightly drooping arms for cover, extending his hand further forward, just managing to gently hold one side of her ample bosom.
The soft sensation made Zhao Chi's breath hitch, then he started panting heavily, as though enduring some agonizing yet pleasurable trial.
"Mmm..."
