The sudden quickening of pace made Chen Xiaolong's whole body shudder, almost causing him to surrender immediately.
Aunt Liang Cuiping's technique was truly formidable. Of course, others could only envy him, as they certainly didn't have Chen Xiaolong's luck in enjoying it.
"It's, it's okay."
Chen Xiaolong grimaced, trying his best to remain calm, but Aunt Cuiping was not about to let him have his way.
At this moment, Aunt Cuiping's movements alternated between rapid and slow, an interplay of quick and slow that was even more unbearable than before.
Although Chen Xiaolong tried his utmost to stay calm, his body's reaction was very honest, like a small boat on a vast sea, tossing uncertainly, at the mercy of the waves.
"I can't, I can't take it anymore, Aunt."
Moments later, Chen Xiaolong let out a satisfied moan and finally released under Aunt Cuiping's exquisite technique.
