"..." Gu Shaocheng's face turned dark, and in the next second, he quickly took off his pants with a mischievous smile: "Alright, I'll serve you well tonight. I guarantee you won't regret keeping me, my rich lady!"
He thought to himself: Naughty girl, every time she gets drunk, she lowers her standards.
Actually, he knew she wasn't that drunk; she was just playfully teasing him.
Gu Shaocheng was equally eager, gently pinching her chin and seductively said: "Let's get this straight, tonight I'm not the one who's into sadomasochism, it's you who requested it."
Then... the room was filled with allure, springtime passions ran rampant, and a subtle fragrance lingered.
In the quiet night, every now and then there were sounds of either heavy or soft breaths.
Chenxing moaned softly, her eyes dreamy: "Honey, why don't we have a daughter?"
"No."
"But don't you think daughters are adorable?"
