Tonight, Liao Jiarong is wearing a low-cut silk dress, with two soft snowy peaks on her chest, swelling and enticing.
Now pressed against Lin Hao's head, waves ripple forth, making Lin Hao feel an overwhelming surge.
Recently, both have been quite busy and haven't been entangled together.
For a woman like Liao Jiarong, it's a time of unsatisfied desires, so seizing this opportunity, she naturally wants to engulf Lin Hao.
Though this beautiful CEO is usually dignified and graceful, once truly conquered, she becomes an unreserved temptress.
She gently rolls the two full, soft snowy peaks on his head, like a water balloon, reminding Lin Hao of the sensation of a waterbed.
"What's the matter? You want it, huh?" Lin Hao smirked cheekily.
"Don't you want it?" Liao Jiarong teased provocatively, blowing warm air by his ear.
Seeing her so proactive, Lin Hao couldn't help but reach out to grab her delicate jade hand, pulling her onto his lap.
