Seeing Lin Zhenghui's beckoning gesture, Yang Muer felt a tingling sensation in the valley below her abdomen, as if a flood was about to burst forth.
She glanced at Lin Zhenghui's mother, who sat cross-legged on the grass, meditating, with their eldest apprentice sister guarding her by her side.
Only Lin Zhenghui, this little rascal, was continuously signaling her to come behind the large tree.
"Junior brother, how about we go somewhere else?" Yang Muer watched Lin Zhenghui's mother meditating, guessing she wouldn't get up anytime soon.
"Right here, just don't make any noise and it'll be fine," Lin Zhenghui began to slip his hands into her clothes to remove her panties.
"Could strangers come here?" Yang Muer looked down into the woods.
"Come on, take off your panties!"
Lin Zhenghui didn't care if anyone would come here or not, and now he had pulled her white lace panties down to her slender legs.
