"Ah!"
"It's... it's so big?"
The moment Wang Xiru saw that thing of mine, her reaction was exactly like Aunt Wu's, eyes wide and speechless.
I didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and pounced on her, grabbing the peach on her chest and kneading it greedily.
"Hmm... ah!"
Her body, in a state of thirst, couldn't endure such stimulation, and a soul-destroying moan escaped her lips, her body tensing up.
Her peaches, though not as big as Aunt Wu's, were superior in their firmness and tenderness. Touching them felt like caressing steamed buns, utterly delightful.
"Xu Tian, you, you slow down, lighter, hmm..."
Because I was too excited, the force of my hands unwittingly increased, causing Wang Xiru's brows to furrow slightly in pain.
"Sister Xinru, your peaches are so beautiful, I... I like them so much!"
I was panting as I stared at her, looking at her flushed cheeks, feeling like I was dreaming.