Pei Yuyan had never been touched by a man on her thighs quite like this before, not only did her thighs feel itchy, but the itch spread like electricity throughout her body, eventually converging below.
Inside her, an unexplainable desire arose, wishing Zhang Yang could touch even deeper.
She longed for Zhang Yang to reach the base of her thigh, even touch below there.
Zhang Yang, however, was unaware of the thoughts whirling in Pei Yuyan's mind; all he knew was that her leg felt very nice to touch, especially since Pei Yuyan had ceased resisting.
This emboldened Zhang Yang naturally, and his hand slid under the skirt, increasingly nearing her crotch.
It was incredibly exhilarating since Xia Xue and Cheng Yue were sitting right across from them.
They had no idea that he was caressing another woman's sleek legs.
And pei Yuyan's vulnerability was utterly in Zhang Yang's grasp now.
