"Ah... ah..."
Meng Wanting's moans echoed in the room for a long time, not stopping until after eleven at night.
Meng Wanting was completely satisfied and said, "Lin Tian, you can go now."
"Ah?"
Lin Tian had not planned to leave tonight.
Lin Tian asked, "Aunt Ting, can't I stay and sleep with you in my arms?"
"This..."
Meng Wanting had never considered allowing a man other than her husband to sleep with her in his arms.
She had thought that Lin Tian would just fuck her and leave, staying far away from her.
So she wouldn't have to see Lin Tian and be reminded of the absurd things she had done.
Meng Wanting shook her head, "Let's forget about it! I'm not ready for that yet."
Lin Tian: "..."
We fucked, so what's the big deal with sleeping together?
But since Meng Wanting wasn't psychologically ready, he didn't insist.
Lin Tian got dressed and said, "Fine, I'm leaving! I wish you sweet dreams, Aunt Ting."
Having said that, Lin Tian left the hotel room.
