She dreamt that she and Lin Tian made love wildly over and over again.
When she woke up in the morning, Cao Pingping found herself in a mess, almost as if she had wet the bed!
Could she be falling for Lin Tian?
Thinking about it, Lin Tian was handsomer than Zhang Daqiang, younger, stronger, and even that thing of his was much bigger.
In every aspect, Zhang Daqiang was incomparable to Lin Tian!
Cao Pingping's face grew hotter, and without looking in a mirror, she knew it must be bright red.
Meanwhile, Zhang Daqiang was sitting on the bed, smoking.
The ashtray on the bedside was stuffed with cigarette butts, and a layer of ash had settled around it.
Cao Pingping turned her head and glanced at him, immediately showing a look of disgust.
"Can't you cut down on smoking a bit? The whole room smells of smoke!" Cao Pingping complained.
"Can you stop being so annoying? I'm warning you, mind your own business from now on!"
Zhang Daqiang said rudely, spitting as he spoke.
