Huang didn't give Long Linger any more time to waste words with Yin He here, but directly dragged her into the private room.
"Bang..." The door of the room slammed shut heavily, her body was pushed hard against the wall by him, in his sharp eyes burned with anger.
The long black trench coat tightly wrapped Huang's strong and slender figure, exuding a kind of deadly sensuality.
And Long Linger was dressed casually, a black spaghetti strap long dress, exposing her snow-white arms, making anyone feel an impulse to nosebleed.
The two were pressed together like this, their breaths mingling, each could feel the strong heartbeat and uneasy breathing of the other...
