Hou Muxi's eyes widened. It was the first time he saw such a woman, pressing down on him like a jackal.
There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, mixed with a boy's unique body odor.
Li Rulu gently wrapped her arms around his neck. Her red cheeks looked like ripe apples under the night sky, and her hot breath hit her face, making her heart itch.
She finally couldn't bear it anymore. Her lips covered hers in the darkness, and the smell of alcohol on her lips and teeth poured into his mouth, which made him irresistible. This burning feeling was a bit suffocating, and he had to try his best to control his breathing...
The characters and stories in this novel are fictitious. Any similarities are purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
