C87 Unethical
Mo Qingge found peace as she slept in Zhang Zhen's embrace. Watching her slumber, Zhang Zhen was filled with tenderness for her.
He softly arranged her hair, admiring her peaceful face as she slept.
But the longer he watched, the more his desire flared.
"No, this can't go on. If I don't stop now, I'll do something I regret!"
Feeling the surge of blood and the protest from his arousal
