When Wu Xue realized she had let out such a shamefully delightful sound, she quickly covered her mouth and awkwardly adjusted her facial expression, not wanting Chen An to notice that she had reacted to his touch.
However, Chen An, who understood women very well, was not fooled by Wu Xue's small gesture. He could tell that Wu Xue was now physically anticipating and becoming accustomed to his touch. Knowing that his touch would bring her that indescribable ultimate pleasure, Wu Xue's body reacted satisfactorily even before she did.
Chen An didn't stop his hand movements because of Wu Xue's gesture; instead, he slowly lifted her thin nightgown from behind. As the silky fabric inched away from her skin, the faint touch made Wu Xue's body tremble uncontrollably.
Chen An was very familiar with Wu Xue's body. Her extreme sensitivity and the psychological teetering at the edge excited him even more.
