Liu Ruyan obviously hadn't expected that in such a brief moment, the tables would turn, with Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly becoming the dominant one.
But Zhang Xiaomeng was right, she had only this one close friend over the years, whom she truly cherished. Their friendship was so close that she could confide almost anything, and if any rift arose between them over Zhang Xiaomeng, she would feel guilty for a long time.
Moreover, essentially, it was her fault.
Liu Ruyan felt Zhang Xiaomeng's wicked hand roaming, and as he freely kneaded her breasts, she dared not make a sound.
She could only let Zhang Xiaomeng do as he pleased.
A smirk flashed across Zhang Xiaomeng's face. Indeed, for women, a best friend was most important.
"Zhang Xiaomeng, how long are you going to touch me? You, you, you've had your fun, now hurry up and go. Yuyan will be back soon."
