"If you're willing, I can use my hand to help you out, just bear with everything else a bit longer, okay?"
Han Mei smiled alluringly and gently bumped her hips against Li Qing.
That slight bump nearly knocked Li Qing's soul out of his body.
For some reason, the stimulation from Han Mei's gentle bump felt incredibly intense to Li Qing.
"Sis, can we try something else? Ever since I experienced your mouth and down there, using your hand just feels uncomfortable," Li Qing whined, playing his trump card.
"Don't even think about it. I still have to eat later, and if I taste that thing of yours, how can I eat?" Han Mei firmly rejected Li Qing's request.
"Sis, I can wash up till I'm squeaky clean," Li Qing quickly said.
Han Mei wrinkled her nose and pouted, "No, it's still dirty."
"How about after we eat?" Li Qing softly pleaded, kissing his way up Han Mei's neck.
Han Mei gently pushed Li Qing away, "Qingzi, just bear with it a little longer."
