After Han Mei left, Li Qing looked at his throbbing hardness and prayed for Yang Xuelan to hurry over.
Otherwise, he might really suffer tonight.
The stimulation from his sister-in-law far surpassed that of any other woman.
Just the thought of what had just happened made his blood boil uncontrollably.
Even a cold shower couldn't cool him down.
Outside the window, the moon shone sparsely among the stars, and the distant cries of cicadas and frogs carried over.
The lights in Yang Xuelan's house next door dimmed.
Li Qing suddenly sat up, feeling a sense of urgency.
The lights were off, was Yang Xuelan about to come over?
About ten minutes later, a figure slipped through the half-open gate.
It was Yang Xuelan!
Li Qing, who had been waiting in the yard, rushed over in a few steps.
"Have you been waiting for me in the yard all this time?" Yang Xuelan asked, surprised and passionate.
Li Qing nodded, "I've been craving you for so long, I'm almost going crazy."
