Chapter 387: How Could Such Photos Be Okay?

"No, I don't want to at all," Pei Yuyan shook her head, very stubbornly speaking.

"Really? But what you're leaking isn't blood, it's fluids."

Without knowing when, Zhang Yang had actually managed to pull aside Pei Yuyan's panties.

Gazing at the pink, moist, plump little garden, he also felt a surge of desire.

It could be seen that on the small pad, there were indeed a few traces of blood, but perhaps because it was the first day, there wasn't much.

Most of it was the clear liquid that resembled egg white.

Only then did Pei Yuyan feel the chill down there and immediately panicked, trying to escape, but was firmly held by Zhang Yang who held onto her perky buttocks.

"Zhang Yang, don't look, it's dirty!"

"Senior Sister, it's not dirty at all; instead, it's extremely beautiful."

"No way, don't look, there's blood," Pei Yuyan said, flushed with embarrassment, yet she couldn't break free.