Bingbing had been with Lin Zhenghui before.
But it was her first time in such a public place, so she didn't dare to make a sound, bearing it as much as she could.
If she couldn't hold it in, she would use her little hand to cover her small mouth to stop herself from making noise.
Yet Lin Zhenghui was relentless in his attack on Bingbing, playing with her hefty assets to his heart's content.
A woman who could captivate Mr. Zhao must have her exceptional qualities.
It was her impressive pair that any man would want to get a handful of.
"You know, Yiling and Zixia are almost forty, yet they look like they're in their early twenties. I guess even when they're sixty or seventy, they will still look like this," Lin Zhenghui said while continuing what he was doing with her.
"Mm!"
Bingbing's beautiful legs were perched on his shoulders, holding Lin Zhenghui tightly, her brows furrowed in delight as she indulged in the fullness of his love.
