"Filthy wife... can't take it anymore, oh..." With Chen Shan's low growl, his body shook rapidly, ending the battle.
Yet Sun Wenwen seemed still unsatisfied, unwilling to let him go, twisting her waist while cooing, "Good husband, I still haven't had enough, can we do it again, please...?"
"You saucy woman, I really can't handle you. One more time, and I won't be able to walk straight." Chen Shan cursed, and then he left Sun Wenwen's body.
Sun Wenwen looked disgruntled, pouting, clearly a bit disappointed.
But she didn't insist any further; instead, she started wiping herself with tissue paper while suddenly glancing over at me.
It was really too sudden, I simply couldn't dodge in time.
Our eyes met, and the awkwardness was indescribable.
Unexpectedly, Sun Wenwen gave me a flirtatious smile, pointing behind me.
Instinctively turning around, I discovered Dazhuang, who I didn't realize had been standing behind me, watching me with a sly grin.