Nangong Yaoling walked to the bedroom and saw Xia Xiaonuan pulling up the zipper of her dress.
Because it was at the back, her movements were somewhat difficult.
Her shoulders were half bare, her body slightly lowered, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her chest.
Nangong Yaoling inexplicably felt a twinge of excitement in his heart.
She always managed to surprise him.
On such occasions, most women would dress ostentatiously.
But she chose a low-key and elegant black evening dress, which, combined with her temperament, gave her an air of seduction and charm.
Nangong Yaoling stepped forward.
Xia Xiaonuan felt the room darken, and when she looked up, Nangong Yaoling was already behind her, his large hand wrapping around her
waist.
He lowered his head, greedily inhaling her scent.
Xia Xiaonuan frowned slightly, pushing him away, "I'm busy, go away..."
Nangong Yaoling refused to budge, and instead, he lowered his head and kissed her neck.
