This time, Zhao Chi really hadn't intended it, his not-yet-retracted member accidentally grazed against Zhang Xiaorui's exposed, snow-white thigh.
But this touch made Zhang Xiaorui's body go limp, and she collapsed directly into Zhao Chi's arms. Her breath, filled with the scent of alcohol and soft moans, beat directly upon Zhao Chi's neck.
Zhao Chi's breathing abruptly caught, and instinctively, he wrapped his arms around Zhang Xiaorui to prevent her from falling.
When Zhang Xiaorui felt Zhao Chi's fiery embrace, her pretty face became even hotter, and her delicate body trembled continuously, her breathing growing more and more rapid. Her slender, jade-like hands shakily hugged Zhao Chi in return.
Zhao Chi was stunned for a moment, and when their eyes met, there were no longer any words between them.
