My eyes were irritated, and tears of physiology streamed out; it took me quite a while to recover before I held onto the small hand behind me, "Who are you?"
The person behind me slowly climbed down from my back, "No way, such a beautiful woman is lying on top of you, and you can't even recognize who it is?"
It wasn't until I turned around that I saw the woman behind me was actually Wang Zixin; she was still wearing that fiery red cheongsam, which under the light seemed even more alluring and captivating.
I showed a pleasing smile, "So it's my dear Mr. Wang, oh, I was wondering who could possess such a voluptuous figure."
Wang Zixin pursed her lips and then, shaking the fan in her hand, walked over to the bed. With a flip, she lay down on the bed steadily, her body sideways, glancing at me, she hooked her leg, revealing her milky white thigh right in front of me.
