With a deep breath, Song Yan pushed open the bedroom door and went in. Then he closed the door and tiptoed to the bed. Suddenly, a smell full of women's body aroma floated into his nose, which made him slightly intoxicated.

The room was dark, but he couldn't stop his sight.

The bed is not big, just two people.

At the moment, Hansa is lying on her side, facing him with her back, unable to see the expression on her face, but the slightly urgent breathing has not escaped Song Yan's ears. It can be seen that Hansa should be very nervous at the moment, and even Song Yan can...