Chen Mo gave a faint smile at this moment and reached out to pinch Wan Qian's pert and upturned honeyed buttocks firmly.
When Chen Mo pinched her, he used quite a bit of strength, clearly feeling some resentment in his heart.
Yet, instead of any reproach from Wan Qian after feeling the power of his smack, her red lips parted slightly as she let out a soft moan.
That moan was like a spark that immediately filled the room with an atmosphere charged with innuendo.
It seemed as if at any moment the charged air could transform into a sea of seduction, completely engulfing the three people inside the room.
Before Wan Qian could react, Chen Mo wrapped his arms around her again and pulled her into his embrace, their lips and teeth meeting in a kiss.
Chen Mo took advantage of his skills with his mouth, and soon Wan Qian began to pant and moan, unable to stop herself from writhing.
