Of course, that thought was just that, a thought. Bai Lu restrained her body's desire, and simply stood by the door.
At that moment, she suddenly felt like a maid from ancient times, with the lady and the master of the house being intimate in their bedroom, and herself as the little servant guarding the door.
A touch of self-mockery appeared on her face as she tried hard not to listen to the noises coming from that room.
"Whew!"
Zhang Xiaomeng lay on the sofa, utterly content after letting out a long breath.
After a fierce battle, he was thoroughly satisfied.
And Su Wan, by his side, was now drenched in fragrant sweat, her face flushed with color.
The raging fire of desire within her was finally completely released at that moment when they reached for heaven.
With her eyes closed and a look of contentment on her face, Su Wan, who had lived for over twenty years, finally understood the happiness of being a woman.
