Guan Xiyun paused for a few minutes, and they faced each other, leaning into Chen Mo's embrace.
"Don't you know your own capabilities? I can't take it, you have to go slower."
"Okay, I'll be very gentle."
"I'd better do it myself, this is my practice room. If I can't walk out because of this, I'll be the one embarrassed."
She wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's neck and moved in for a gentle kiss.
Her soft lips were small but brought Chen Mo immense pleasure. Chen Mo parted her teeth, captured her tiny tongue, and savored it gently, tasting the sweet juices within, which were truly sweet, without any exaggeration.
Guan Xiyun's body didn't move much overall, but she started using the strength of her waist to let her hips rise and fall within a small range, about ten centimeters each time.
This was about her limit, but to Chen Mo's Jade Dragon, it was far from enough.
Not reaching the top, not reaching the bottom.
