"You shameless!" Xu Mengyan berated, exasperated.
Zhang Yang didn't indulge her, "If I'm shameless, so be it. Since you're too embarrassed, I'll do it myself."
Zhang Yang had realized, expecting this woman to willingly spread her legs was almost certainly impossible.
As he spoke, Zhang Yang placed his hands on those smooth and tender thighs, pushing upwards until they slid to the roots of her thighs. He pressed hard, and Xu Mengyan cried out as if shocked, then her legs flung wide open.
In an instant, that mysterious little garden was fully exposed before Zhang Yang's eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Yang's heartbeat skipped a beat, truly, the unattainable is always agitating.
Zhang Yang felt this way now, as the private area of an aloof goddess was completely unveiled before him, filling him with a sense of conquering.
Not to mention, the delicate little garden was really beautiful, pink and tender, not looking at all like that of a married young woman.
