Yang Cheng glanced at the time, knowing there wasn't enough for another round, he had no choice but to withdraw and swagger off to the bathroom to clean up.
Kong Lingwen eyed Yang Cheng's enormous presence, feeling a rush of heat surge to her abdomen.
It wasn't her first time seeing Yang Cheng's manhood, yet each time she was shocked, how could a man be so formidable? She couldn't imagine how such a giant could whip a delicate woman like Yang Rou.
Soon, Yang Cheng walked out of the bathroom, with water vapor clinging to him, his hair wet, giving him a somewhat roguish air.
Kong Lingwen watched Yang Cheng for a while, feeling something indescribable, her heart started beating inexplicably faster.
She was sure she liked women, so why did she feel differently about Yang Cheng?
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Seeing her stare, Yang Cheng couldn't help but ask.
