Wang Xin panted lightly, casually turning off the gas stove.
Having known the pleasure of lovemaking, she had become more easily aroused.
Tang Feng's mere explorations had already made her dripping wet.
Inside that land of tenderness, it had long since turned into a quagmire.
"No... not here... let's go to the bedroom," she panted sweetly, breathlessly speaking.
The cheeky lad behind her, however, did as he pleased.
His big hand had already ventured inside her nightgown, wantonly kneading her full breasts.
She became so weak that her whole body turned into putty.
Across, in the building opposite, lights began to turn on.
In one window, there stood a woman, peering over in this direction.
"People in the building across... they'll see," she said with trembling legs, her voice halting.
Tang Feng glanced at the window, noticing the woman in the opposite building.
He dared not continue with such abandon there.
He embraced Wang Xin, leaving the kitchen.
In the bedroom.