"When did you get wet?" Li Qing asked with a mischievous smile, "Did you get wet the moment you saw me?"
"When did I get wet?" Lu Furong retorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Li Qing pulled his right hand out from under the tight skirt, "Look, it's all wet and sticky."
Lu Furong's face turned quietly red, but her tone was still as firm as ever, "It's just too hot!"
She's just a dead duck refusing to admit defeat.
Li Qing's lips curled up into a wicked grin, his right hand slipped back under the tight skirt, pushing aside that thin layer of underwear, and his fingers slid straight in.
Because she was very wet, Li Qing's fingers met almost no resistance as they plunged into the depths.
"I advise you not to move around here, or you'll be seen," Lu Furong hummed softly, warning him.
Li Qing glanced around; there was a cliff above, but there were houses below.
"Let's go, quick, inside!" he grunted, "I can't wait to take you."
