Looking at the stunning beauty entering the room, Sun Zhe couldn't help but feel a rush of heat and excitement.
At the same time, Lin Miao, who was already overwhelmed, could clearly feel something inside her swelling and heating up.
"Hmm..."
In the silence.
Lin Miao let out a soft whimper, turned her head to glance at Jiang Yushu, then quickly looked away, pulling the blanket over her face as if embarrassed to face Jiang Yushu.
"Honey, I won."
Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe immediately withdrew with a "pop" sound, then got off the bed and walked straight towards Jiang Yushu.
Seeing Sun Zhe coming over with that intimidating weapon, Jiang Yushu blushed, lightly bit her lips, and instinctively tightened her grip on her bag strap, playfully teasing, "You rascal, can't you be a bit more decent?"
Sun Zhe stopped in front of her and asked, "How am I indecent?"
