"This is so comfortable..."
With the protection of the life-death profound power, Lu Hanyan felt nothing but exquisite pleasure. She deeply experienced that this sensation of being filled was completely different from the feeling of Chen Yang's tongue.
A knowing smile played on Xiao Huiyun's lips. "You little minx, feels good, right?"
Lu Hanyan parted her lips slightly, her beautiful eyes glazed over as she nodded. "Mmm, it's so much more comfortable than when he uses his tongue on me." The flames of desire were burning so intensely that she could no longer care about anything else.
"And where did that shy girl from a moment ago go?" Xiao Huiyun teased Lu Hanyan playfully before turning to Chen Yang with a meaningful smile. "Xiao Yang, Sister Han Yan must feel much better than I do, right?"
