It was almost noon, and Lin Kuang had just experienced the pleasures of manhood with Yang Ruotong—an indescribable sensation.
Yang Ruotong felt the same. Even now, as she looked back on it, she felt she had been a bit too wild. However, the memory of that wild pleasure left her incredibly satisfied.
Looking at Yang Ruotong lying beside him, Lin Kuang couldn't help but smile. "Sister Tong, are you hungry?"
"Mhm." Like a little cat, Yang Ruotong curled up quietly in Lin Kuang's arms and nodded gently.
"You rest for a while. I'll go make something to eat." With that, Lin Kuang kissed Yang Ruotong's lovely face before getting out of bed to get dressed.
Yang Ruotong lay comfortably on the soft bed. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed this feeling of being cared for. The thought made her very happy; even if this man couldn't give her a future, she was willing to do anything for him.
More than half an hour later, Lin Kuang called for Yang Ruotong to come eat.
