Grace Nie was held tightly in Shen Jingwei's arms, with one of his hands still on the wall, like a solid wall that couldn't be shaken at all.
"If you move again, your skirt will fall off." Shen Jingwei lowered his eyes to look at her, with a faint smile in his eyes.
Grace Nie stopped moving immediately, stretched out her hand and pulled up the collar of her tube top, "Let go, or don't blame me for being rude."
Shen Jingwei withdrew his hand as he was told, and his fingertips rubbed her cheek.
Looking back at the bedroom, the situation was already a foregone conclusion. Oliver Lu crossed his arms and stopped Rong Wan, pulling out a stack of red envelopes and throwing them to her, "Is that enough?"
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...