[Warning: Hot, steamy stuff from the last chapter continues. Skip a bit to read the progress on the case!]
He felt her pull his boxers down and didn't make a sound. "Just feel," she said. Mo Qingchen looked up and saw her push his t-shirt up. He was about to lift his body up to help her but she pushed him down. The shirt caught in his arms but covered his face and eyes.
"You can breathe, right?" she asked gently.
He nodded enthusiastically, wondering where this idea had come into her mind.
He felt her shift but didn't think much of it. In the next moment, his cock throbbed as a moist heat slid up and down his length. He couldn't see, but he could hear her giggle.
Qian Meng just wanted to feel it against her. Nothing more. But the shock of her wet heat had sent a wave of pleasure through her.
