Wang Yuyan bit her teeth tightly, her eyes misty with tears.
"Zhang Xiaomeng, if it doesn't work this time,"
"we will be even, okay?"
"You've ruined my innocence," Wang Yuyan pleaded with a hint of desperation in her voice.
Zhang Xiaomeng nodded repeatedly, "Okay, but you need to give it your all."
Wang Yuyan nodded forcefully, ready to fight with her back to the wall.
Wang Yuyan stood up, staring blankly at Zhang Xiaomeng, draped in shyness, and began to undress slowly.
It was summer then, the weather hot and dry, parching throat and tongue.
Wang Yuyan removed her canary yellow romper, revealing a fullness as majestic as the peaks of the Snowy Plateau, soaring straight into the clouds.
"You big bully, can't you look at me with different eyes?" Wang Yuyan said, flushed with embarrassment.
Her legs were pressed together, slightly twisted.
Zhang Xiaomeng had already picked up the scent; the girl was wet.
