"Hey, hey, hey, Lin Zifeng, are you deliberately messing with me?" As soon as the room was closed, Nangong Bing sensed something was wrong, and her face immediately turned extremely pale.
"Oh my! How can a husband messing with his wife be considered bad? It's been so many days since that thing, heh heh, honey, don't you want that thing too?" The guy grinned mischievously, smiling in a particularly naughty way!
"What thing, this and that, you, you better not do anything silly, we're in a hotel here." Nangong Bing's face flushed, her eyes darting away. Under Lin Zifeng's unrestrained gaze, her heart was pounding like a deer, and her burning earlobes had turned as red as fire.
