She... a world-famous beauty, a well-known Hollywood actress.
Yet she opened her legs for Zhou Mo Sen.
"..." Zhou Mo Sen couldn't help but swallow.
But he still got up.
"I should go back."
It must be said, at this moment, he showed immense self-control.
Ordinary men couldn't possibly achieve this.
But he hadn't walked two steps before a pair of hands wrapped around him from behind.
"Don't."
"But..."
"Could it be a psychological burden?"
Jennifer Connelly was spot on with this.
Zhou Mo Sen had no choice but to gently pat her shoulder.
It must be said, under Zhou Mo Sen's magical yet scientific beauty treatment.
Jennifer Connelly appeared very young at this moment, although unable to regain the state she had as a girl riding the electric pony at the supermarket.
But now, she was undoubtedly a stunningly attractive person.
Her hands, very tender.
"Actually, you're overthinking it."
Jennifer Connelly still didn't let go.
