Slowly squatting down, Zhang Hao unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers off.
Underneath was a pair of black boxer briefs, through which He Qianhui pursed her lips and tenderly kissed the bulged area twice.
"This little thing, I've been dying to see it again."
"Are you just thinking about it? Don't you miss me too? After all, it's part of my body."
He Qianhui pinched it with her hand, "Miss, miss, miss, I've missed everything, but let me give it a good kiss first."
She took off Zhang Hao's boxer briefs, and inside, that thing had already started to take shape.
It even bounced against He Qianhui's face, the warm sensation making her mind wander.
She stroked it a couple of times with her hand, eyeing the pink mushroom head at the tip.
She couldn't help but lick her lips, her eyes piercingly staring at it for a long while.
Seeing the look in her eyes, Zhang Hao became nervous.
"What are you thinking about doing?"
