C290 All Those Private Things

Zhang Min stretched out her slender fingers and drew circles on Wang Mingke's chest as if she was brewing. It wasn't until Wang Mingke finished smoking that he said faintly, "Perhaps you've already guessed that I didn't just want to seduce you, but also wanted to go to bed with you. Of course, if I knew you were so good in bed, I would have already seduced you and had sex with you