Even if Mr. Fang was thinking that all of this was a dream, the softness of Zhang Liling's breasts pressing hard against his sturdy chest couldn't be overlooked.
"Mr. Fang, I missed you." Zhang Liling declared boldly while tightening her hold on him, as if she wanted to squeeze life out of him.
'T-This girl...' Mr. Fang's gaze moved to the top of her head. He refused to return the embrace. He didn't even know if he should scold her or just push her away .
Finally, his thin lips parted. "Zhang Liling, are you drunk?" He asked, trying to give her a leeway out because, how would she explain this situation to him?
Randomly coming into his bedroom to hug him, what did she mean by that?
Instead of taking the rare opportunity thrown her way, she brushed her lips on his shirt and raised her head to gaze at him.
Her small actions caused ripples in his heart and a strange familiar sensation in his body.
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