"I'll be entering now…"
Nodding her head agreeably, Min Qing gripped her fist tightly as she anticipated the pain that was about to assault her six senses, making her look like a girl who was willing to suffer the most painful torture as long as her partner could have the most blissful experience…
But mysteriously, the pain she was anticipating never showed up, because the moment Min Hong reversed his waist in order to park his long train in her wet tarmac, he glided in like a skateboarder on the flattest of floors, causing her to only feel a soft numbness down there…
"Huh? No pain?"
She opened her eyes with a slight curious frown;
"Perhaps, I was wron-!"
