Outside the door, An Kexin rubbed her eyes. Although she didn't know what was going on inside the room, she chose to trust her mother and turned back to her room.
Inside the room, An Mo and Su Ming exchanged a glance, feeling an inexplicable sensation in their hearts.
It felt like being caught in bed having an affair.
"Well, let's continue."
Su Ming smiled and then continued massaging An Mo.
An Mo also looked at Su Ming with a face full of shyness.
This was the first time in so many years that a man had seen down there.
And it was a man nearly ten years younger than herself.
Looking at Su Ming's profile, for some reason, An Mo thought Su Ming was really handsome.
No wonder Lin Yanan could marry Su Ming.
"No, An Mo, what are you thinking? That's Yanan's husband, you can't think about these things."
Yet the more she told herself not to think, the more An Mo couldn't help but want to look at Su Ming.
