Chapter 121 When Will This Game End

• Fu Yanheng's hand wrapped around Wen Miaomiao from behind, through her pants, holding her round hips, pressing her against his body.
• In a hoarse voice, he whispered in her ear, "When my patience with you runs out, it won't be the same situation as today, Wen Miaomiao, you need to think carefully."
• Wen Miaomiao felt a strong sense of stimulation, being so close to Fu Yanheng, his touch felt like electricity, sending a current through her body every time he touched her, making her whole body tingle.