Tracking
Without waiting for Yu Qiangwei to respond, Shen Wuxiao had already carried her to the sofa.
They would make use of whatever was at hand!
Yu Qiangwei understood Shen Wuxiao very well. She slowly took out her rimless glasses and put them on.
Her entire aura changed in an instant.
She was brimming with charm, rich with allure, and bewitchingly captivating.
Holding Yu Qiangwei, he gently bit her lips as they continued their intimate exchange.
As Yu Qiangwei kissed him, she raised a hand and swept back her beautiful hair.
That gesture was truly mesmerizing.
It gave people the feeling that she had cast everything aside.
Things were in progress.
And they were still in the living room.
Yu Qiangwei was actually still nervous.
How awkward would it be if the other sisters came back?
Yet before long, she had no time to think about such awkward matters.
Behind her rimless glasses, her beautiful eyes narrowed, while her long hair fell freely around her.
But not long after, a figure entered the villa.
Huang Luoyan.
She had gone out that morning to practice soul-control techniques at the Tiangang Sect.
She had returned at noon to rest.
After all, mental attacks could not be practiced for too long. Work and rest had to be properly balanced.
This return was rather awkward.
Yu Qiangwei was braced against the coffee table...!
"I... I came at the wrong time..." Huang Luoyan puffed out her cheeks and turned to leave.
"No, you came at exactly the right time!"
Shen Wuxiao gave a naughty naughty smile. The Judge's Brush suddenly appeared, and he flung it in her direction.
A thread extended from the brush tip and wrapped around Huang Luoyan's waist.
Shen Wuxiao pulled.
A soft cry rang out.
The lunch time at eleven