Having dressed herself, Liu Siyu's pretty face was flushed with embarrassment as she looked at Zhao Chi's member, still standing erect, "At least you have some conscience, huh! But... but you didn't do that... what are you going to do?"
When he heard Liu Siyu's words, Zhao Chi started to laugh with ill intentions, "Hehe, why don't you give it a rub then?"
Seeing Zhao Chi's gaze fixed on her crotch, Liu Siyu's face turned even redder as she gave Zhao Chi a fierce glare and, like someone making an escape, left his bedroom while shouting, "In your dreams, I'm not dealing with you anymore!"
Watching Liu Siyu's retreating back, Zhao Chi did not follow her. Instead, he gently sniffed his own fingers, the fingers that had just been toying with Liu Siyu's private parts, still coated with sticky love juices and the faint fragrance of a virgin, intoxicating him and filling him with a profound sense of fulfillment.
