"I knew it, Brother Xiao Yang is the best!" Lin Ruixin exclaimed from behind, clenching her small fists in excitement as she watched the mighty Chen Yang. Her beautiful eyes brimmed with love and admiration.
Song Lingxue was also incredibly excited. She wasn't wearing any underwear, and as she watched Chen Yang's might, a rush of heat once again surged from the secret spring between her legs. Chen Yang is just too formidable, she thought, as formidable as his manhood. At that moment, she could clearly feel an increasing warmth flowing from between her thighs. Accompanied by a tingling sensation, it gradually trickled down from their roots. If anyone were to look at her legs beneath her skirt, they would see glistening streams trickling down the inside of her long, smooth thighs—an incredibly alluring sight.
