This woman, who always took beauty and skincare seriously, possessed an enchanting appearance with snow-white tender skin and a mature, voluptuous figure—Han Yue'er, the female CEO.
Right now, she couldn't care less about all that.
Just moments ago at the farm, she was trembling with wetness, feeling as if a million itchy bugs were crawling inside her secret passage.
She was so itchy that she couldn't wait to release his "brother" so that Lin Zhenghui's dragon could enter the passage and scratch her itch.
"Ah! This feeling is just awesome. Even though we just did it yesterday, it feels like it's been ages," Han Yue'er now had an expression full of seduction and allure.
Especially her watery, seductive eyes, her slightly upturned, luscious red lips, and her plump, round buttocks—as she rode Lin Zhenghui, treating him like a horse.
Although Lin Zhenghui didn't undress her, the sight of her writhing body, riding him like a horse, was irresistible.
