Pei Xiangjun covered her chest with one hand and blushed. After glancing at Ye Jingtang a few times, she knelt on the bed and slowly assumed a 'cat stretching' posture…
!!
Under the dim yellow light, the curves of her fair body were undoubtedly revealed. The full moon was close at hand, and every detail was visible. The impact was astonishing.
Ye Jingtang wanted to maintain his cold and stern expression, but he had overestimated his composure. He immediately lost his breath and coughed.
Pei Xiangjun paused and tilted her head in concern. "What's wrong? Did your injuries relapse?"
"No. Please continue."
Pei Xiangjun felt that she might have been too enthusiastic. Ye Jingtang had been holding it in for a long time. They could study this kind of flower work after he recuperated. After thinking about it, she sat up, pressed Ye Jingtang down, and got on top.
"It's okay. I'm not in a hurry. Woo…"
Their lips met.