And Zhang Xixi was nearly scared to death, still haunted by the events that had unfolded in the elevator last time, with Lin Zifeng's once shining image now tarnished in her eyes. But just a few days had passed, and she found herself once again within his demon clutches—this time, she feared it would be "more peril than luck"!
Gazing at the stunning beauty in his arms, her seductive figure, and her exquisitely proportioned body, cradled in his hands and smelling faintly of jasmine, Lin Zifeng found himself mesmerized for a moment.
But right now, he couldn't afford to think too much; he had to get those buttons undone quickly, or he would really turn into a lewd maniac.
And trying to unbutton it seemed to cross Zhang Xixi's bottom line already.
Just as he reached towards her ample and robust chest, Zhang Xixi mustered strength from who knows where and pushed Lin Zifeng away.
