Watching others live broadcast and being pinned down oneself are two completely different sensations.
The former offers a more intense sensory stimulation, which more provocatively incites the thoughts buried deep inside her.
Therefore, even though Qi Mengru found her body exhausted, as she watched Li Qing handle Guan Lin beneath him, muddy and pink, rolling over, a suppressed desire swelled inside her, yearning to be pinned down in the same way.
As she watched, Qi Mengru couldn't help but open the door and walk out.
She wanted to have a closer look.
Guan Lin, muddled and utterly lost in sensation, suddenly opened her eyes to find Qi Mengru sitting beside her, which startled her — her cheeks, already flushed, instantly grew hotter.
"Principal Qi... don't... don't look," she said, nervously and shyly.
Qi Mengru not only didn't avert her gaze but also stretched out her hand, caressing Guan Lin's heavy buns.
"They're really so big..."