Sure, here's the translated text:
Although Lin Hao's thrusting movements were very subtle and quiet, Sister Jingjing couldn't help but occasionally let out a moan as the orgasm waves hit.
Luckily, her mouth was stuffed with clothing, and she covered it with her hand. Otherwise, her cries of pleasure would've echoed throughout the shop.
Suddenly, the door of the dressing room next door opened, and someone entered.
Lin Hao's thrusting halted immediately, and Sister Jingjing pressed her mouth tightly, fearing any sound might be heard by the person next door.
Her biggest worry was Lin Hao continuing to thrust, so she reached out to grab Lin Hao's arm, signaling him not to move.
Lin Hao's stick was deeply embedded in her flower cave, staying still inside.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment.
However, Lin Hao's stick could feel the walls inside secret passage contracting, secreting lots and lots of nectar.
