"Since there's nothing wrong, just come with me," Zhou Qing said.
"Tonight, I'll be holding you in my sleep!"
Zhou Qing smacked Wang Fang's buttock and led her to the car.
The pair headed straight for the Golden Dragon Hotel.
On the way, Zhou Qing made a call to Zheng Xiuwen, informing her that he would not be coming home that night and then proceeded with Wang Fang to the hotel room.
As soon as they entered the room, Zhou Qing's hand landed on Wang Fang, pushing her against the door. His hands caught the hem of her dress and yanked it off.
Since the room card hadn't been inserted, the room was pitch black, which made Wang Fang feel more at ease.
Her panting was continuous.
"What are you doing? Why the rush?" she complained.
"Isn't it because I've been missing you already? If I hadn't been controlling myself, I would have pinned you down on the table much earlier!" Zhou Qing responded as he kissed her neck.
