The Story of Ling and Heng (215)

Feng Ling pursed her lips. Being stared at by the man like this, she felt very uneasy.

The point was that being pressed against the wall by him like this, she had to wonder whether her chest-wrap cloth was sturdy or not. Would he suspect her gender because of the shape of her chest…

Although the difference was not obvious, it was noticeable.

Feng Ling could never resist this man and she didn't know why.

Anyway… anyway, it was not the first time.

And he had already done 'that' to her.

Although he didn't remember it, pondering about it, she thought she'd better not refuse him now.

Li Nanheng looked at her thoughtful expression in a leisurely manner, and Feng Ling finally couldn't hold back. Being pressed against the wall by him like this, she couldn't get the upper hand anyway. It would be better to take the initiative. Anyway… anyway… it had already come to this…