The next day.
Shen Yuan groggily opened his eyes and glanced at the time on his cell phone, it was already 7:30 in the morning.
The blackout curtains in the hotel were very effective; had it not been for checking the time, Shen Yuan would have thought it was still evening.
Shen Yuan instinctively reached out beside him, his hand encountered smooth and pliant skin, prompting him to continue exploring restlessly.
Liew Menglu's figure was just too tempting to make mistakes with; those years spent as a fitness coach weren't for nothing. There was no excess fat on her waist, which was very supple and slender, not to mention her buttocks, which were perky and round.
Of course, the most crucial were those huge headlights.
One in each hand, too much to grasp.
Last night had been a thunderous event, totaling three times.
To Shen Yuan's delight, Liew Menglu was sensitive.
Those who know, know.
