Actually, she had played with Mo Shiche many times before, and she was so skilled now because... she was taught by Mo Shiche...
But he had lost his memory and utterly wouldn't remember it.
"Can you still do this position," Mo Shiche squinted his eyes, staring at the face of the woman as bewitching as a fairy close at hand, his body suddenly tensed up with a surge of heat, "who taught you?"
She smiled seductively, "Sometimes when you are not at home, I would look at your photo, imagining you taking a bath, and then I'd learn it just like that."
Sometimes, it doesn't take a very bold action, this kind of verbal auditory stimulation, to more strongly arouse a man's intense desire—
Sure enough, Mo Shiche's breathing had become hoarse, his Adam's apple rolling, "I can't move my right leg."
