The traces of the battle that had just taken place had long been cleaned up, leaving the area spotless.
Chen Mo grasped Wan Meirou's hair and yanked it back, causing her mouth to leave little Chen Mo; he then looked down at little Chen Mo.
Little Chen Mo was still standing tall and proud, while Wan Meirou appeared dazed, her mouth open and tongue lolling out, ready at any moment for Chen Mo to continue his vigorous onslaught.
A surge of lust rose in Chen Mo's heart.
Without hesitation, he grabbed Wan Meirou again, forcefully pushing little Chen Mo back into her mouth.
Wan Meirou could feel little Chen Mo swelling inside her mouth, becoming frenzied.
The immense sensation was almost too much for Wan Meirou's mouth to accommodate, saliva leaking out from the gaps.
Once again, little Chen Mo stood erect and proud, and Chen Mo's desires flared anew.
He turned Wan Meirou over roughly, positioning her tight buttocks towards himself.
