"No matter who's teasing or teasing, everyone will enjoy it?" Ji Wanzhou's tongue circled her smooth and tight lower abdomen. "Mrs Ji's words are really hurtful."
"Ahh …" Meng Qingge couldn't help but let out another cry. Waves of numbness and itchiness came from her lower abdomen, but it was too late for her to dodge.
He was clearly angered by her and wanted to immediately enter her. He wanted to ruthlessly charge at her and let her know that his strength was not something that could be easily replaced by anyone.
She was always sensitive, he knew, and he knew where her sensitive points were.
Not long after, Meng Qingge's face was a mess of wetness, even though she was trying her best to sound brave on the surface.
"Ahh …" His sudden entrance made her involuntarily cry out, her voice was coquettish, carrying a seductive allure, "Don't …"