Zhou Ruoxue was especially excited today, Chen Mo could feel it.
After it was over, she took the initiative to withdraw and cleaned Chen Mo before pulling up his pants.
Now she knew, since Chen Mo would always be in control, she just needed to take what she needed; she had finally let go, and a strange understanding started to form between them — a state Chen Mo enjoyed.
Zhou Ruoxue sat down on the adjacent seat, her fair, long legs beginning to row.
Chen Mo pulled out her white underwear that she had stuffed into his clothes earlier: "Yours."
"No need, it's more convenient for you."
Zhou Ruoxue laughed bashfully and then bent her head to row, while Chen Mo steered.
The two rowed several circles in the middle of the lake and even headed to a more secluded bay. Zhou Ruoxue was wearing a short skirt, so she had to be very careful; the slightest inattention would expose everything underneath completely.
