His large hand caressed the graceful body, lightly pinching the full and erect breasts a few times.
While pinching, he took in the beauty of her cheeks.
Seeing Yu Xin sleeping so soundly, Li Chen's courage grew bigger and bigger.
He made his way downward.
He reached the pure and tempting Peach Blossom.
She had cried herself to sleep last night and hadn't worn any panties; it was empty below.
The moment his hand touched it, he felt that raised mound of lush flesh, so soft, so tender, and also quite warm, incredibly comfortable.
Li Chen's heart quivered, filled with immense satisfaction.
He withdrew the arm that had been tucked under her neck and slowly lifted the blanket, shifting his body downward.
Under the dim light last night, he had only gotten a rough look and remembered it as utterly delightful.
Now, perhaps he could take a good look.
The bush was lush but trimmed and smooth.
