n Man embraced his neck: "Huo Shaoting, turn off the lights!"But he was gazing at her intently in the lamplight.Her skin was as white as porcelain, every inch of it perfect. The fine blue veins at the...how she had tried so hard to please him.Two bottles of wine, to thaw her coldness.Wen Man's mood was complicated.She couldn't tell if today's affair was simply a physical need.The bedroom door creaked...
Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He