Zhou Chen stepped forward, picked up Chen Yuanyuan's white, tender legs, and carried her like a princess into the room.
"Little brother, you're quite impatient, aren't you!"
Chen Yuanyuan's fair lotus-like arms naturally hooked around Zhou Chen's neck, her eyes like black jewels twinkling, moving closer to Zhou Chen's cheek as she exhaled a warm breath.
"But....."
"Big sister likes it!"
She had been waiting in line for nearly two years.
If she didn't know, it would have been fine.
Each time she went into seclusion, thousands of years would pass.
But knowing about Zhou Chen, she felt like each day was as long as a year, and every day was torture.
She was also in a hurry.
"Big sister's name?"
He put Chen Yuanyuan on the couch, making her kneel down.
"Chen Yuanyuan!"
She looked back with a charming smile, playfully scolding, "Little brother, you're really naughty!"
"Am I?"
Zhou Chen smiled, rolling up her skirt, then letting her know there was something even naughtier.
