After reading the text message,
Ye Tian was slightly stunned for a few seconds.
Sun Qing's gaze turned toward him, her red lips gently pursed, looking extremely enticing.
At the same time, the foot she rested against Ye Tian's "Furious Dragon" exerted slightly more pressure.
"Gulp" went the sound.
Ye Tian couldn't help but swallow a gulp of saliva.
He knew this was his aunt reminding him to start the massage quickly.
Under the gentle kneading of his aunt's foot, the "Furious Dragon" in his pants became increasingly rigid.
The dragon head fiercely poked the bottom of his aunt's foot.
Ye Tian stealthily glanced at Zhang Yun to his left, his heart thumping wildly, his right hand slowly reaching under the table.
Grasping his aunt's foot clad in black stockings, he truly found it irresistible!
His right hand lightly kneaded it, delicately playing with his aunt's foot.
