103 A Late Night Invitation (2)**

In the pale moonlight of the night and in a deserted, lonely road, two people were going at it inside of a car. It was difficult to see when the windows were a dark and heavy shade of tint. But for a certain observer, it was easy to catch the sight of them.

The two of them were exchanging kisses and touches, with Bo Lifen pinned underneath him and the man tasting the slightly sweet flavors of the wine in her mouth.

Pleased sounds erupted from her lips, and she tugged on the strands of his hair. Her legs were wrapped around his hips and beckoned him to grind his body on hers, the delicious friction heating up the mood. His fingers had already snaked around one of her breasts and he squeezed it deliberately.