In the evening while watching TV, Li Zhiyan stealthily placed his hand on Ding Baijie's leg.
Although the weather was cold and Ding Baijie wore jeans, the touch still felt very nice.
Feeling the burning heat transmitted from Li Zhiyan's hand.
Gradually, Ding Baijie's face began to redden.
And Li Zhiyan's caresses were a process that once begun, lasted for an exceptionally long time.
Not until past ten o'clock, when Zhou Rongrong left.
Did Li Zhiyan finally completely relax.
Looking at Ding Baijie's pale pretty face with light makeup.
Li Zhiyan couldn't control himself anymore.
He kissed Ding Baijie, who looked towards the door in a somewhat flustered manner.
After responding to Li Zhiyan for a moment, she said with some urgency: "Xiao Yan, let's go back to the room, alright?"
"Okay..."
As the two walked, Ding Baijie felt very flustered in her heart.
She knew that she could no longer resist Li Zhiyan.
He had touched her leg for so long just now.
She did not refuse...