still in the parking lot, right there inside the car. He stripped away her woolen skirt, pulling it down to her waist. With anger fueling his touch, he caressed her recklessly: "Mrs. Huo, how many fa...Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.ined unmoved.Slender fingers, twirling a snow-white cigarette, gaze at her with languid affection, making her face flush...The cigarette in Lu Qian's hand lightly grazed her delicate cheek, then moved...