For a while, the young girl watched intently, her hands dropping down, her face reddening, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Really...really!"
After coming to her senses, Yi Qingyan felt both embarrassed and annoyed.
She didn't know whom to be angry at. The woman was one thing, but the least trustworthy was Brother Dongsheng's willpower in this regard; it was utterly nonexistent.
Yi Qingyan started to consider whether she should use the "Infernal Blade" to slice open the car along with the people inside or... teleport inside to stop them?
...
An Zhizhen's blouse was undone, her bra straps tremblingly hanging to one side, exposing her snowy and plump contours, while the man's lips landed on her flawless skin like passionate raindrops.
"Wait, not... there..."
The man's palm traveled up from her smooth calves without hesitation, lifting up her skirt and caressing her voluptuous legs; his fingertips seemed magical, conveying a scorching warmth straight into her body.