After a fierce kissing session, Zhang Yang couldn't help but try to take off Xia Xue's dress.
But Xia Xue stopped him.
"Zhang Yang, not now, Yueyue could come looking for me at any moment. Can we wait a bit longer? Come find me tonight."
In Xia Xue's eyes, there was also a deep sense of reluctance and attachment.
Zhang Yang knew that they couldn't rush things; if they caused a scene, it wouldn't be good for anyone.
At that moment, Xia Xue hugged Zhang Yang and whispered into his ear, "Go back to your room, okay? Sister will video call you."
"Video call?" Zhang Yang didn't quite understand at first.
With her face flushed, Xia Xue shyly said, "Do you want to have a naked chat with sister?"
Zhang Yang's eyes lit up immediately at the thought; the imagery alone was thrilling, and he eagerly nodded in agreement.
Then he kissed Xia Xue's red lips deeply, almost sucking all the sweet saliva from her mouth, before he left, still longing for more.
