Gazing at the tempting and mesmerizing top-tier wife in front of him, Chen Nan's ardor grew increasingly intense.
Even though he saw with his own eyes that Yang Shujun and his wife were doing *that* thing.
He felt his scalp tingle.
This was too absurd.
Unbelievable.
After all.
The two were legitimately husband and wife!
Just as he found it inconceivable, Yang Shujun suddenly increased the pace, accompanied by a series of slapping sounds, he let out a deep moan and then stopped.
Chen Nan's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
Shit.
Was that barely a minute?
And after drinking alcohol no less.
Way too fast?!
Before he could snap out of it, he felt a chill on his legs, as if his pants had been yanked down, exposing him to a cool breeze.
"Holy shit, how is this guy's asset so massive?" Yang Shujun stared at Chen Nan, dumbstruck with a sense of shock.
Chen Nan was utterly befuddled.