C945 Sneaking away a Half-life

The door to the private room was closed and the fresh cloud fragrance permeated the air. As Su Zhi was being embraced by Zhao Jing, she couldn't help but gasp for breath.

Someone else's hand was already on her waist, rustling at her belt.

"Ugh …" She reacted after a brief moment of confusion. Zhao Jing actually wanted to take another step forward. She reached out her hand to grab his wrist