"Drip, drip, drip..."
The enticing sound of wetness faintly floated through the air, stirring limitless fantasies.
Perhaps it's because they were in a hotel, and there was no worry about being discovered by anyone. As a result, Fang Ruoxue abandoned all caution, completely freeing her body and mind.
She even tried to immerse herself in it, treating it as enjoyment rather than purely as a transaction.
At the moment, Sun Zhe stood stark naked, his back leaning against the wall as he looked down at those fiery red lips that were endlessly curling and unfolding, involuntarily narrowing his eyes with a face full of ecstatic indulgence.
Only then did he realize Fang Ruoxue was even more skilled than he had imagined.
If it had been before breaking through the "Wrathful Yang" stage of the Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique, with Fang Ruoxue's skills, he might have surrendered long ago!
"Mmm mmm mmm mmm..."
