chapter 40 Play together

The scene in front of him was something William had never imagined before he came.
That figure was very familiar.
That face was even more correct.
Zoey.
The group president, Zoey, was dancing in his living room wearing a thin nightgown.
Or rather, just twisting.
Compared to a professional dancer, there was really nothing to praise about her twists.
But William's throat was a little dry.
That was a woman's move.
Full of charm.
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