Fate of the World

However, as Zheng Yuqin thought more and more, a sense of thirst entered her mind. Right now, she could only imagine Zhao Fu pressing down on her body and doing all sorts of things to her. She couldn't help but moan, and she moved one hand to her breasts and one hand into her underwear.

Afterwards, Zheng Yuqin lay powerlessly on the bed, feeling quite guilty. How could she imagine doing such a thing with Zhao Fu?

She felt that she could not face Zhao Fu anymore, and she did not understand what she felt towards Zhao Fu. Even though she had definitely treated Zhao Fu like family, deep within her heart, there were a few traces of other thoughts. When she thought about that, Zheng Yuqin's face became completely red, and she felt that she could not continue to stay here.

Zheng Yuqin packed her things and planned to buy some clothes for Zhao Fu before leaving forever.