A glittering golden rope flew out from the crack of the door, winding around his waist. A tremendous force traveled through the rope, dragging him into the room against his will.
He lost his balance and was pulled in abruptly.
The room was pitch-dark, and he felt a clumsy person embrace him from behind. Two soft and sizeable mounds pressed against his back without any barrier, quivering intensely.
Ah, this!
Wang Ran's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, his mouth went dry, and an indescribable thrill surged within him.
"Sorry, my bad treasure..."
The hazy voice wormed into his ear, like a spark falling onto a pile of dry kindling, igniting a fierce blaze deep inside him.
He turned around and embraced the shy girl in the darkness.
Their bodies pressed closely together, fitting like pieces of a jigsaw, their skin rubbing against each other.
Wang Ran pressed the girl against the door.