"Ah!"
All of it erupted, and Han Ling shuddered violently, gasping for breath.
The next moment, bracing her soft body, she sat up and saw a large damp spot on the bedsheet, her cheeks becoming exceedingly red.
"Brother Chen, I..."
She hung her head low, feeling utterly ashamed.
How could she expose such an indecent side of herself in front of the man she adored? She wished she could just crawl into a hole and hide.
"Heh heh, turns out Lingling is quite sensitive."
Gazing at the young girl's seductive face, Li Chen chuckled.
He reached out, scooped up her delicate body, and moved her to the side, changing spots.
"Brother Chen, you're still laughing..."
Han Ling was even more embarrassed. Hanging her head low, she leaned into Li Chen's embrace, her little fists lightly pounding his broad chest.
Li Chen's face was adorned with a smile as he held her tighter.
He was also quite surprised by how sensitive Han Ling's body was.
