Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the woman, a bit bewildered.
"Sister Lanhua, what are you doing here?"
The person in the room was indeed Jia Lanhua.
Jia Lanhua blushed upon seeing Zhang Xiaoshan walk in.
"Wait for me to get dressed before we talk, okay?"
Jia Lanhua's eyes were bleary with sleep, her hair a tousled mess, clearly just woken up. She hurriedly moved to go back to the bedroom to fix her clothes.
Zhang Xiaoshan strode over in a few swift steps, reaching Jia Lanhua, he grabbed her snow-white wrist.
"Don't, isn't it just fine like this?"
As he spoke, his other hand began to wander.
Jia Lanhua's eyes also turned charming and blurred as the two of them fell onto the big bed behind them.
This was the first time she had shown a truly submissive demeanor since she had become intimate with him.
The reason was simple
