The two of them remained in that position for a short while.
Li Chen had his nose pressed against the girl's dyed hair, sniffing the fragrance of her body, with his lower body's massive member pressing into her mysterious area below. It pushed back her skirt, pressing up into Li Chen's Peach Blossom, extremely comfortable and stimulating.
After passing a few stations and the crowd thinned, the girl shifted her footsteps and separated from Li Chen, shooting him a fierce glare.
As people became fewer and seats became available, Li Chen sat down.
When he looked up, he saw the girl sitting opposite him.
A pair of silky legs crossed over each other.
Her skirt was very short, and from this angle, he could catch glimpses beneath it, a noticeable patch of white.
It must be her panties.
His gaze fixed intently, faintly making out that mysterious region, highly pronounced and very full.
For a moment, his mind wandered.
