The distance between the two was so close that at any moment, they could feel each other's breath. Su Meng's face was growing redder by the second, and by now, she had caught the explosive scent in the air that belonged to Chen An. It was the smell of a real man that Su Meng had longed for.
In just a moment, Chen An's hand had slid to the inside of Su Meng's thigh and grabbed a large handful of her soft, white flesh, causing Su Meng to start panting heavily.
"Brother Chen, what, what are you doing?"
At this time, Su Meng's face was flushed, her look both thirsty and coy, a combination that was almost unbearable for Chen An.
At the same time, her eyes, full of desire, had already fixed on Chen An's crotch, where the big, hot thing wrapped inside was causing Su Meng's lower body to completely overflow with need just from those few glances.
