If one were to name the most sensitive spots on a woman's body, this place would undoubtedly be the most delicate, without equal.
It might have been acceptable for Lin Zhenghui to gently bump into Luo'er's treasure.
But seeing that Luo'er didn't pull away his intrusive hand, Lin Zhenghui's boldness grew in an instant.
He touched the Jade Gully of the Immortal Gorge once more, no longer brushing it with the back of his hand, but instead exploring the delicate petals within.
His middle finger gently traced through the Jade Gully of the Immortal Gorge, teasing the two peach-colored tender petals a few times, before diving deeper, searching for the Immortal Pearl already coated with dew.
"Hmm!? Junior Brother…" Luo'er quickly grasped Lin Zhenghui's hand, her brows knitted in a frown, staring at him, eyes filled with wicked intentions.
Oddly, she didn't remove Lin Zhenghui's hand; perhaps she found his fingers more pleasing than her own touch.
