Chapter 112

At this moment, on the large bed, Liu Qin lay down with her back to Ye Fan, her body slightly bent, her buttocks raised, less than twenty centimeters away from him. Just thinking about how Liu Qin was lying there wearing only a thin nightgown made Ye Fan’s heart race. He was a man, a perfectly normal man, and at the age of burgeoning youth and surging passion. Men at this age are the most impulsive and energetic. Many men set records of seven or nine times a night during this period. Often, even sleeping alone can be exhilarating, let…