As soon as Chen Bin walked into the house, he saw Zhao Xinmei cooking.
He hurried over to help and asked, "Mom, where's Ma Juan?"
"She was called home for dinner, after all, it's not good for a girl her age not to go back for New Year's."
Chen Bin sighed deeply but didn't say much more.
He had been considering releasing his lascivious desires on Ma Juan.
Now it seemed that plans couldn't keep up with changes.
After dinner, Chen Bin took the initiative to wash the dishes.
When he came out of the kitchen, he heard the sound of the shower in the bathroom.
Thinking of Zhao Xinmei's perfect, graceful body, he couldn't resist stripping off his clothes and pushing the door open.
Zhao Xinmei frowned when she saw him.
"Xiao Bin, I'm taking a shower, what are you doing in here? Get out quickly!"
Chen Bin didn't speak, he immediately went up to embrace Zhao Xinmei, kissing her tender red lips.
At the same time, his hands roamed over her fair and smooth skin.
