Cheng Ruonan recalled the scene of her passionate entanglement with Yang Chen on the bed that day, and her lower abdomen seemed to ignite a fire, while a stream of honey-like liquid involuntarily flowed out from below.
"I haven't even started, and you're already so wet, why is there so much water?"
Yang Chen gave a mischievous smile, placing his fingers on the tender pink spot and began to massage it with the Yingyang Ghost Hand.
"Mmm ah~~ so comfortable, faster!"
Cheng Ruonan let out a soft moan, actively twisting her waist to match his movements.
Her already aroused body was especially sensitive, gradually getting lost in ecstasy under his nimble finger teasing, and her skin turned a pale pink.
"Hmm hmm hmm~~ Yang Chen, stop playing, I really want you now."
At this moment, she was already insatiable, and that Peach Blossom Cave opened and closed as if inviting Yang Chen in.
