The "squelching" sound of wetness echoed around, even the air seemed to turn thick and sticky.
In the living room, dresses flew everywhere.
Amidst the passionate kissing, Sun Zhe quickly stripped off Lin Shuqing's short dress.
Two full, round, and perky mounds were tightly wrapped and gathered by a layer of white lace underwear, revealing an enticing cleavage; two transparent, slender shoulder straps hung from her fragrant shoulders, gleaming with a crystal luster, making her collarbone look even more seductive and exquisite.
"Qinger, let's go to the room. After we're done, we can go talk to Miaomiao about the hospital matters."
Sun Zhe suddenly released her, speaking softly.
"Mm... I'll let her know first, and then find a place to meet later."
Lin Shuqing blushed shyly, raised her delicate hand, and wiped away the crystal thread between her lips.
Sun Zhe scooped her up horizontally and strode toward the guest room on the first floor.
It wasn't long.
