"As expected of the man I like." The next evening, when Ye Feng woke up, Yu Fengsheng was watching him from the side.
Her eyes were filled with admiration and infatuation.
"Not only is he strong and convincing outside, he's also so strong at home."
As she spoke, Yu Fengsheng seemed to be admiring a piece of art, her hand gently caressing Ye Feng's body.
Ye Feng also turned to look at her with a smile. "You're not bad either."
"She dares to love and hate. She's open-minded. As expected of a leader."
As he spoke, his gaze swept across her charming face, long neck, creamy body, seductive curves, and smooth face with some infatuation, as well as the abdomen that was smooth... no, with a shocking scar.
Noticing this scar again, Ye Feng quickly recalled the first time he had intimate contact with Yu Fengsheng.
His hand naturally reached out again.
And unlike before, Yu Fengsheng did not look at him coldly. This time, she did not cover herself or push Ye Feng's hand away.
