Qiao Lei's thinking was simple, since everyone was at the bottom of Shen Yuan's food chain, there was no need to stand on ceremony.
After all, it wasn't just you who could please him.
Plainly put, whoever made Shen Yuan happy got more, that was it.
If you can be intimate with Shen Yuan right in front of me, then why can't I?
It was Shen Yuan's second time talking with Qiao Lei, the first time had been in the suite next door, without much depth.
And this time, it was right in front of Long Jinghan.
He was so dazzled by this sudden happiness that he lost his head.
Tonight there might be a race, with an actual chance of winning!
Lost in his feelings, he subconsciously stretched out his hands, slowly roaming her back.
Qiao Lei's white vest was covered by a gray hoodie, which Shen Yuan found inconvenient, so he slowly peeled it away.
Next, he cupped the two large "prey" through her vest.
