Pei Yuyan's beautiful eyes were filled with excitement, she loved this kind of sneaky ambiguity.
Watching Zhang Yang's hand slowly reaching deeper into the professional skirt, Pei Yuyan wished she could lean over immediately to see everything for herself.
Especially since Cheng Yue hadn't even stopped him.
She knew that Cheng Yue, revered as a goddess-level beauty and genius in school, had never dated a boyfriend before.
Zhang Yang was so awesome, he actually managed to win over Cheng Yue.
Even in such a situation, being taken advantage of by Zhang Yang, she didn't stop him, and even slightly parted her legs.
This thrilled Pei Yuyan to no end because she could vaguely see Cheng Yue's white panties wrapped in black stockings.
Just as Zhang Yang's hand was about to touch the panties, Pei Yuyan's heart also reached her throat.
The feeling was as if she was the one being touched.
