Shen Ron was about to withdraw his hand when Cheng Lydia suddenly grabbed his palm like a kitten that had smelled something fishy, then pounced on him when he wasn't expecting it and pinned him down on the bed.
Her kisses swept over his lips and neck as violently as a storm, and her small hands ripped open his robe like snakes and slipped into his chest, stroking it wildly.
Shen Ron was dumbfounded by her sudden movements, staring in disbelief at the extreme perversity of her and his lower body instantly reacting to her frantic actions.
Was the woman in front of him the sexually frigid Cheng Lydia he knew? Is she?
What was wrong with the usual Cheng Lydia who had no interest in resigning to his body even when he was lying in the same bed, today?
Drunk women ...... turned out to be so
