Liu Fang lay on Li Qiang's clothes, gazing up at the azure sky. Li Qiang then lay beside her, the man's scent aggressive, invading her nostrils directly.
Her eyes held a hint of obsession as she turned to look at Li Qiang. The contours of the young man's robust physique were faintly visible beneath his clothes.
Li Qiang was also looking at Liu Fang, their gazes meeting in the air, sticky and stretching, like that of lovers deep in the throes of passion.
Liu Fang's pale body reflected a sheen under the sunlight, driving Li Qiang wild with desire. And facing that divine face of Li Qiang, Liu Fang's body grew increasingly hot and bothered, to the point where she could even feel a trickle spreading from her most private place.
