Back, waist, and then the perky hips.
Zhou Peiwei's body tensed up, her eyes involuntarily closed, and she murmured, "No, you scumbag, no."
"Yes, it will."
When Zhou Peiwei completely lost control of her body, Shen Yuan turned her over, pressing against her from behind. He whispered in her ear, "Weiwei, I really like you. I like your face, your skin, the feel of your soft body, your breasts, your waist, your hips, everything about you."
Zhou Peiwei weakly asked, "Do you say this to every girl?"
"No, I've only said it to you."
Every time he delivered these heartfelt words, Shen Yuan felt that his years of studying language were well spent. Each line could be slightly tweaked for reuse, but this was indeed the first time he said it to Zhou Peiwei.
"I won't believe you... You scumbag, you're the best at lying."
