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After Chen An released, Su Meng collapsed weakly onto the bed, her legs dangling carelessly off the edge without any strength to adjust her position.
Su Meng's cheeks were flushed red, sweat beads from her delicate skin dripping onto the sheets, and her messy hair signaled the intense passion the two had just shared.
In Chen An's eyes, at that moment, Su Meng's legs were boldly, shamelessly spread apart, and the most tender, private area between them was streaming with the hot liquid he had just released—a sense of proud achievement for any man.
Unable to help himself, Chen An once again lifted his phone in front of Su Meng, capturing her disheveled appearance, before satisfyingly getting dressed. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was afternoon, time for the two of them to head back.
Su Meng, still stimulated and satisfied, lay in bed, savoring the lingering intensity. If only she could enjoy this feeling every day, how wonderful that would be.
