In the bathroom.
The warm water from the shower poured over Ye Tian and Liu Fei'er.
After hearing what Liu Fei'er had said,
The Furious Dragon below Ye Tian became even more ferocious.
As he admired Liu Fei'er's voluptuous treasure up close, Ye Tian felt an intense heat throughout his body.
He continued to kiss downwards, his mouth gently sucking on Liu Fei'er's voluptuous treasure.
His nimble tongue licked tirelessly.
Under the assault of his tongue,
Liu Fei'er's Secret Garden gradually became muddied.
"Xiao Yun, I …"
Liu Fei'er tried to stop Ye Tian's actions with her words again.
But Ye Tian didn't let Liu Fei'er finish her sentence; his tongue tried to pry open a slit in the middle of Liu Fei'er's treasure.
This made Liu Fei'er breathe with moans: "Mmh~"
"Mmh~"
…
The noises were so embarrassing that even she couldn't bear to hear them and covered her mouth with her hand.
