Sun Miao: [No, you ring the doorbell, and I will open the door.]
Gao Jun: [Okay.]
Soon after, he pressed the doorbell.
Sun Miao immediately opened the door and brought Gao Jun inside.
As soon as the door closed,
Sun Miao threw herself around Gao Jun's neck.
It must be said,
Sun Miao's waist was very slim.
So slim that Gao Jun, holding her with both hands, felt not a single ounce of excess flesh on her body.
But the most deadly aspect was her out-of-this-world waist-to-hip ratio.
Who could withstand that?
Gao Jun, without another word, carried Sun Miao straight into the bedroom.
The two of them could now be considered well versed in this.
Getting in the car at any time,
locking the car doors,
those under eighteen, best get off early,
only those over eighteen and good-looking were allowed to stay and watch.
Bursts of cries.
Sun Miao felt that this day had not been lived in vain.
...
Meanwhile,
