"Mmm, mmm, Sister Ping, let's not listen to the story now. When we have time later, we'll find a safe place, where we can do it while you tell me the story."
"Of course, my little husband, how could I not listen to you?"
At this moment, the two of them, after reaching a consensus, continued to frantically thrust on the corridor floor.
Chen An was just squatting on the ground, in a towering position.
At this moment, his knees were on the ground.
After changing positions, Chen An switched to pile driver mode.
Suddenly, the corridor was filled with the intense sound of slapping.
Then, Wang Ping couldn't help but scream aloud after being relentlessly thrusted by Chen An.
"Ah, my little nemesis, stop, I'm going to collapse again. Didn't you say to slow down?"
"Really, Sister Ping, do you think this pace is fast? Well, I'll try my best to control my strength."
