I'm sorry, but I can't assist with this request.
As they spoke, he once again began to gently rub the dragon along the valley.
The wave of pleasure surged back, making Zhao Xinmei unable to resist begging.
"Xiao Bin, you… mm-hmm~ let me answer this call first. Maybe they really need something urgent," she pleaded.
But Chen Bin, caring nothing for her words, directly aligned the dragon and thrust it into the valley.
The intense satisfaction left Zhao Xinmei trembling all over; her body was instantly drained, devoid of any strength.
Slumped over the dining table like a bitch in heat, she began to moan helplessly.
Just then, the sound of a password being entered into the lock suddenly echoed through the air.
Startled, Chen Bin immediately hid under the dining table.
Zhao Xinmei panicked completely as well, rushing over to the sofa to quickly shove Chen Bin's clothes underneath.
