After chatting with Shen Mengxue for a while, Li Chen also prepared to go to bed.
Chen Wanqiu was a top-notch fucking babe.
All afternoon, he'd taken her again and again, blissfully enjoying her ripe, soft body and that beautiful Peach Blossom valley. Li Chen was supremely satisfied.
In a drowsy haze, a plump figure suddenly slipped into his bed, and with a start, he snapped awake.
"Xiao Chen!" Jiang Qing's voice rang in his ear.
"Aunt Qing?" Li Chen was shocked.
"Keep it down!"
Jiang Qing seemed really nervous too.
In the quiet room, Li Chen could almost hear her heart pounding wildly.
"Aunt Qing, what are you doing here? Is Uncle Han asleep?"
Regaining his senses, Li Chen felt a mix of nervousness but at the same time, an unrivaled thrill.
Uncle Han was at home, yet Aunt Qing had actually snuck into his room and crawled into his bed. Feeling her jade hand caress him, his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Yeah, he's asleep!"
