Looking at the handsome young man before her, and feeling the softest part of her body still being grasped, Zhang Lan's heartbeat inevitably quickened.
She looked at Zhang Xiaomeng in panic, their eyes met, and she could clearly sense the flame in the man's gaze.
Zhang Xiaomeng saw the panic in the woman's eyes, and the flame in his heart surged even more.
Without thinking, his left hand actually gave a squeeze.
"Ah, so soft."
Zhang Xiaomeng marveled inwardly.
Zhang Lan, on the other hand, stiffened instantly. She never imagined Zhang Xiaomeng would be so bold!
At the same time, she felt something hard as steel pressing against her thigh.
As a married woman, of course, she knew what that treasure was.
All of a sudden, her cheeks turned crimson, and breathing in the man's sweaty scent, Zhang Lan suddenly felt weak in the knees.
At that moment her mind went blank, and she couldn't utter a single word.
