章 847: That Night

At this moment, Tang Muxin's petite body was on top of Hong Dali's. It was not heavy at all—alright, there was some weight, but don't mind the details…

Tang Muxin's bosom was pressed against Hong Dali's chest. Her slender body could not stay still, like a soft and gentle snake.

Hong Dali felt her full bosom on his chest and was shocked by its elasticity. He could feel the heat of his obstructing stick. Burn, Young Master. Everything was done for this day. Clothes were just in the way. Tear them away, tear them away decisively!

Tang Muxin laid on Hong Dali, her head nested on Hong Dali's chest. Her slender legs were twisted around Hong Dali's right leg. Her left hand subconsciously swept across his bottom and she was shocked.

Then, she said something that Hong Dali would not be able to forget in his life—

"Is this the insecticide bottle?"

Damn, it wasn't a good thing for his stick to be too big as well!