Sun Yuan blushed and hummed softly, waiting for Ye Fei to indulge.
Ye Fei lowered his head and savored her inch by inch.
From her cheeks, he traveled down to her neck, continuously going lower.
Until he saw Sun Yuan's trembling legs, that's when he stopped.
Sun Yuan looked at Ye Fei, who was bent over doing that embarrassing act, and felt exceptionally moved.
But now, she couldn't focus on feeling moved; she closed her eyes and began to enjoy the wonderful moment.
Time slowly passed, and under Ye Fei's teasing, Sun Yuan was finally ready.
Ye Fei straightened his waist, smiled at Sun Yuan, and then pounced on her.
Just like he thought, Sun Yuan was indeed very tender.
Even comparable to Fang Yuqing and the other three.
Ye Fei's gentle probes made her involuntarily furrow her brows, showing that she needed more time to fully accept Ye Fei.
Ye Fei, afraid of hurting her, was extremely gentle in his movements.
