Their lips intertwined, bodies growing increasingly heated, two figures tightly embracing under the moonlight.
The kiss ended, Kong Lingwen panted heavily, feeling his reaction, her cheeks instantly flushed red, coquettishly saying: "We three just served you, and you're still not satisfied, how come you..."
"I was satisfied, but you're too tempting."
Yang Cheng chuckled, his gaze resting on her full, tender chest.
She came out wearing only a nightdress, and due to their entanglement earlier, the straps had slipped down her shoulders, revealing wide patches of white, tender skin, with the rosy buds on her chest completely exposed.
Ambiguous red marks on her skin further stirred one's spirit, seeing such beauty, what man could control himself.
Yang Cheng glanced around, his gaze falling on the swing not far away, an idea immediately forming in his mind, he laughed: "Lin Wen, does it still hurt? Shall we go at it again?"
