Murong Yu was wearing very light house clothes and suddenly felt her buttocks bump against something, her face coloring slightly red.
Before she could react, she realized the thing pressing against her was rapidly growing larger.
In an instant, Murong Yu's body trembled.
That thing was hard and hot, pressing against her, and it was indescribable.
As if possessed, Murong Yu actually felt her legs weaken, and she emitted an involuntary moan.
Zhang Xiaomeng's heart was already tumultuous, and upon hearing that moan, his soul nearly floated away.
Instinctively, he reached out with both hands, landing on Murong Yu's full and perky buttocks.
The man's hands were incredibly hot, like two red-hot branding irons, and Murong Yu's body gave a sudden jolt, finally coming to her senses.
She jumped up suddenly, creating distance from Zhang Xiaomeng.
However, in her jump, she carelessly hit her head against the wardrobe.
"Ouch."
