"I fantasized about doing naughty things with Brother Zhang Yang," Wang Xinxin said, her face flushing so deeply it seemed blood might drip right out.
Zhang Yang was also overwhelmed with excitement, not having expected that he would be the object of a girl's late-night fantasies., The feeling was quite marvelous.
For a moment, Zhang Yang felt a surge of heat in his heart, and he teasingly asked Wang Xinxin, "So, how do you fantasize about it? Do you ever take care of things with your hand?"
Wang Xinxin was instantly so embarrassed she couldn't raise her head and pleaded, "Brother Zhang Yang, can we please not talk about this anymore?"
How could she dare continue, as she not only fantasized about being intimate with Zhang Yang but also caressed her body with her hands, even shamefully moaning Zhang Yang's name.
If all of this were to come out, she would truly be too embarrassed to show her face.
