"Director Gu, morning."
Sun Zhe swaggered into the living room like he was returning home, sat on the sofa, and lifted his legs, directly appreciating the sexy beauty in front of him.
Her hot and enticing curves were perfectly outlined under the tight yoga outfit.
Especially those long legs, as if embellished with special effects, perfect without a single flaw.
Gradually, as the Yang Qi stirred within him, a tall "pyramid" rose from Sun Zhe's lower abdomen, threatening to rupture his pants.
Gu Lingxue, being stared at with ill intentions, felt uncomfortable all over and simply went to turn off the TV to end her yoga session for the day.
Being watched by a big pervert made it impossible for her to continue; she feared that while she was exercising, he might just pounce on her.
She walked over to the other sofa and sat down, sneaking a glance at the bulge on Sun Zhe's pants, her heart like a cat scratching, wishing she could dissolve right into Sun Zhe.
