"Mmm... Ah..."
In this state, Yan Peipei actually still managed to feel pleasure. Chen Mo didn't have to do anything but watch her undulate in mid-air, the only point of contact between them transmitting waves of numbness, very distinct.
The less they touched, the clearer it became. Chen Mo felt within the Jade Door, the overlapping peaks tightly binding him, as if to ensnare the Jade Dragon that had been bullying him all along, manifesting her obstinacy.
On Yan Peipei's body, every muscle and sinew appeared infinitely wondrous.
The undulation continued, and she had no intention of changing positions, feeling that this was very good.
"Wait, you won't fall down?"
"Absolutely not."
Yan Peipei clenched her silver teeth, fighting against the surging waves of pleasure. Her youthful sensitivity meant she could be satisfied without much to amplify the sensation. Suddenly, in an instant, as she spread her legs in a perfect split midair, she began to tremble.
"Ah... it's coming..."
