"Naughty Brother, can't you be a bit gentler? You're hurting me."
As Li Chen was lost in the indescribable sensation, Lin Qian let out a soft cry and turned her head.
"Sister Qian, I'm sorry, I..."
Li Chen suddenly snapped back to reality and began to apologize.
Before he could finish, he saw Lin Qian's face flushing with a seductive gaze watching him—her eyes held not a trace of anger.
In fact, her look was laced with subtle temptation.
This boldened Li Chen considerably, and his hands, far from retreating, began to knead Lin Qian's plump rear.
"Ah! So good!"
Lin Qian's voice of satisfaction rang out.
Under Li Chen's hands, her body couldn't stop writhing.
With every shudder and twist, that tempting place beneath her revealed itself sporadically to Li Chen.
Li Chen clearly saw that the piece of black panties, merely a triangle of fabric, had gotten soaked through.
She was aroused!
That's to say, she wasn't just teasing him.
