seat with legs wrapped around Wang Zheng’s waist. Her slender fingers traced over those scars, speaking softly but seductively: “I want you.”The deep-seated desire within Wang Zheng was unleashed; he...ent straight to her room for a bath and rest. Wang Zheng also returned to his room, did hundreds of push-ups, took another shower, then lay on the bed stretching. For him, this was a necessary form of...