This handsome face really is good-looking.
While glancing at Wang Jie, she couldn't help but reach out her hand and gently touch him, softly calling out to Wang Jie.
"Wang Jie, are you still awake?"
However, at this moment, Wang Jie had long been sound asleep, after all, even he, Wang Jie, was only human, not immune to drunkenness.
Seeing Wang Jie drunk and unconscious, Meijuan swallowed hard and then gently lifted the quilt off of him before carefully starting to unbutton his clothes.
Button by button, she undid them, soon revealing a chest full of abs.
Staring at the combination of chest and abs, Meijuan was instantly dumbstruck, swallowing hard again, her mouth feeling dry. Wang Jie's physique was simply too impressive.
Especially with that white short-sleeved shirt contrasting against his dark, robust skin, it was nearly blinding, easily surpassing Zhang Jun's physique by several times.
