Chapter 117: Make a Little Money_1

Li Qing and Han Mei went for a second round, and it was already past one in the morning.

Both of them were exhausted, like a pair of mashed mud, with no desire to move.

"Qingzi, I need to wash up; you've done so much, I feel it's almost full," Han Mei said after resting for a while, trying to get up.

Too tired, she was drenched in sweat from head to toe, as if she had just been fished out of water.

Li Qing grinned wretchedly, still greedily clutching at Han Mei's firm abundance.

"Auntie, next time I'll aim to fill it up!"

Han Mei wrapped her arms around Li Qing's head, pressing it against her bosom, "Then I would be so pleased."

The softness on his cheeks and Han Mei's extra sincere words instantly made Li Qing feel restless again.

Such stimulating words, spoken so seriously by Han Mei, were like an aphrodisiac to Li Qing.

But this time, he truly couldn't muster the strength for another round.

"Let's go; let's wash up," Han Mei said gently.