C38 Yearning for Action

The girl's skin was smooth and tender, soft to the extreme.

He felt that somewhere he had just vented his anger, he was ready to move again.

He could not tell what he was feeling. Ignoring the strange feeling, he carried the girl into the guest room.

The moment the girl's head touched the pillow, she leaned over and curled herself into a ball.

Zhan Mochen had read psychology before