Li Haojun pressed her down, blocked her mouth with kisses, and at the same time entered her body. As the rhythm quickened, Tan Wenjing closed her eyes and slowly turned her head to the side. As Li Haojun's rhythm and intensity increased, Tan Wenjing opened her mouth slightly and took a deep breath. Perhaps her bright red skirt today was just for this moment, and the tide of love she gave Li Haojun gradually overflowed. Li Haojun also cooperated with her state, holding her waist tightly with one hand and her back with the other hand, restraining her gradually tightening body. Tan Wenjing also put her hands tightly around Li Haojun's waist, trying to grasp everything about him. The two of them were in the tightest combination, and after repeatedly bending and stretching several times, everything finally came to a standstill.

When everything calmed down, Tan Wenjing's cheeks turned crimson, and she buried her head in Li Haojun's arms, calming her breathing.

Li Haojun looked at the woman in his arms, but the image of another woman lingered in his mind, her figure, her face, and her brown-green eyes. Li Haojun didn't know if the hard work he had just done was for Tan Wenjing or Sophie. He didn't know if he was afraid of forgetting Tan Wenjing or wanted to forget Sophie.