"Why are you more experienced than me? Who's it?!"
Ling Qingyu's words paused Yang Qingyue's action. A certain police chief was stunned by her question.
"What do you mean?" Yang Qingyue asked, taking in deep breath.
Ling Qingyu gasped and rolled her eyes. "Why do you know more about kissing than me? And look at my situation."
Yang Qingyue now understood Ling Qingyu's meaning and curled her lips. Ling Qingyu was really dissatisfied with the dynamics, particularly as a lower position.
Continuing her movement, Yang Qingyue decided to release her restraint above Ling Qingyu's head and bit her ears. Ling Qingyu instantly went cloud nine and hugged Yang Qingyue, who didn't stop her hand, stretching into the inner thighs. The other hand rubbed on the chest.
"Well, I taught myself when I was young. As a girl, who hadn't try to feel what's it like?" Yang Qingyue murmured in response.
