"Mm..."
A soft, syrupy little moan echoed in the living room.
Jin Zhixiu opened her eyes, a bit tired, and was instantly stabbed by the light from the chandelier hanging above; she hurriedly narrowed her eyes again.
Her consciousness drifted for a few seconds before Jisoo finally remembered what had happened just now.
She'd been completely taken in by Zhou Wang's little game of "playing hard to get" right at the door. She lost her composure, got pinned against the wall to be kissed and groped, and by the time she realized this was nowhere near a "safe zone," it was already too late…
And it was even her who'd told Zhou Wang that she lived alone in this apartment, which basically meant he'd shed his last bit of scruple.
The result was obvious.
From the hallway to the living room, their coats and inner clothes, Jisoo's black stockings and high heels, were scattered all over the floor.
