"Do what you want to do!"
Standing at the door, Lin Fan recalled Chen Jiayi's text message, a wicked smile crossing his lips.
It turned out that these ten minutes were spent waiting for this result. Since that was the case, he naturally didn't need to be polite. So he stealthily took off his clothes, locked the door behind him in his bare feet, and then entered the carpeted bedroom.
On the soft bed, the two women enjoying a passionate kiss breathed more and more rapidly. When one hand landed on Chen Jiayi's back, her body instinctively twitched, but she still clung tightly to Zhao Jiaqi's neck, not turning to look at Lin Fan behind her.
