Lips and tongues entangled, sweet threads of connection lingered.
In the fervent kissing, Han Mei's clothes were one by one removed, leaving her sleek and smooth in the blink of an eye.
Li Qing's mouth trailed down that fair neck, arriving at the tender and perky mounds.
The petite buds, under the gentle caress and suckling of the tongue, gradually hardened.
Han Mei's breaths grew hurried and quiet moans squeezed out from between her lips.
"Mmm... mmm..."
Qin Wenjun, watching from the side, blushed and bit her lower lip continuously, her brow furrowed.
She really hadn't expected that one day she would make such a decision and then face the situation she was in now.
Han Mei's hazy eyes locked onto Qin Wenjun; she shifted her lithe body, pulling the unsettled and dazed Qin Wenjun into her embrace, offering her other self to Qin Wenjun.
After all, what was done was done; all that was left was to accept it.