For a moment, two people fused together.
After kissing for a while, Wang Xiaoshuai was completely lost. He no longer cared about seniority, nor the identity of the person before him.
There was only one thought in his mind now, and that was to have Zhao Jingjing. Right here, right now.
So, he lifted Zhao Jingjing's clothes, just about to make his next move when suddenly a voice came from the adjacent room.
"Jingjing, my throat feels a bit dry, get me a glass of water, will you?"
Hearing this voice, the two regained their senses.
They hastily let go of each other. Wang Xiaoshuai, full of self-reproach, slapped himself twice without hesitation, "Brother's wife, I'm sorry. I'm an animal. I've let Yifeng down. Maybe I should just leave. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist the urge to have you!"
Wang Xiaoshuai spoke from the heart.