Liu Zhizhong, also known as Demon Liu, did have his limits after all.
Pushed back onto the sofa, he truly struggled to get up.
Lin Juan wasn't very tall or heavy, at most 90 pounds, with curves in all the right places, incredibly sexy and alluring, but Liu Zhizhong flipped her over with ease.
He held her as they rose to sit on the sofa, of course with her still in his arms, wrapping around his neck.
Liu Zhizhong said with a serious face, "Sister Juan, we really can't do this. First, this isn't the right place; second, I'm worried about Youyou; third, I really... can't let go. Sigh... If my mother-in-law gets any suspicions, how do I explain it to her?"
Lin Juan felt a hint of disappointment as her passion faded away rapidly, but she still understood him. She rested her small face against his robust chest, feeling the springiness and strength of his pectorals, which was truly comforting.
