Kichiku Megane*
Han Lei sexily licked his lips, evoking an evil smile: You understand? En?
The main light in the room wasn’t on, only turned on a dim desk lamp near the bedside, making the whole room to be dim with some unrealness. Don’t ask me why, our mother-in-law said that it was because the plot needed (?)* that it should be dim and dark in this situation, said that there was sentiment, there was imagery, had a good atmosphere, will help with sex…
At this moment, Han Lei had struggled to get up and leaned on the headboard, hair was messy, shirt in disorder, his entire face continued turning red, panting, exhaling burning hot breaths.