Ye Qing had started to regard Jiang Jing as Chen Bin's woman in her heart.
At that moment, as Chen Bin was pleasuring her and she peeked at Jiang Jing through the small hole, a surge of thrill rushed through her, bringing her to the pinnacle of ecstasy.
"You little rascal! Why did you even bother to drill a hole to peep at her?"
Chen Bin didn't respond to that but instead asked, "How is it, do you like it?"
"Like it! I love it to death!" Ye Qing felt like she was about to faint, her delicate body trembling nonstop.
After who knows how long, the two of them finally lay back down on the bed.
Chen Bin laughed and said, "Sister Qing said she wouldn't scream, and she really held it in. You're quite enduring."
With her tender, fair skin, Ye Qing lay in Chen Bin's arms, panting heavily: "Good little brother, let's go to a hotel tomorrow, okay? I really want to have a nice, satisfying time with you. It's so uncomfortable not to scream out, my heart feels unbearably itchy."
