Chen Mo's mouth continued to exhale scorching breaths.
Suddenly, the twin buds on the surface of Gao Bing's chest became exceedingly firm.
In that moment, Gao Bing became aware of her own response.
She very much wanted to control this embarrassing reaction.
But she was utterly unable to achieve any effective result.
Thus, Gao Bing could only grit her teeth and let the little bud develop on its own.
And Gao Bing's every move had long been within Chen Mo's grasp.
So, when Gao Bing relaxed a bit, Chen Mo immediately applied a light pressure with both hands.
"Ah..."
Gao Bing finally couldn't help crying out loud.
"What's the matter, Miss Gao, does it feel somewhat painful?"
Chen Mo couldn't help but start to feign anxious inquiry.
But Chen Mo had already discerned that the cry from just before was more like a moan in bed.
It couldn't possibly be a sound of pain.
But at this time, she had to make such an inquiry.
