In the next hour, Zhao Tienan's former room was filled with springtime vibes, the rapid and high-pitched moans never stopping.
Finally, Zhao Tienan only ended the battle completely when Bian Le fainted.
"Is this all you got?"
"Totally unimpressive!"
Zhao Tienan pulled up Bian Le's nightgown, cleaned himself up, then casually put on his clothes and walked back whistling to sleep.
This night of passion completely satisfied him, as if every meridian in his body had been opened.
He remembered the first time he saw Bian Le, she was proud like a swan, leaning on a luxury car, utterly arrogant.
But just now, she was like a humble female slave, begging Zhao Tienan to satisfy her body.
The stark contrast between the two was incredibly intriguing.
Early the next morning, Zhao Tienan came to the clinic with a mischievous smile and sat brazenly in front of Bian Le.
"You, what are you here for?"
