"There's no one else here, so what's the issue if I touch it? Don't you think this is thrilling? Come on, hurry up." Hao said.
With Zhang Hao's coercion and temptation, He Qianhui had no choice but to cooperate.
"Really now, if you want to do it we could have stayed at home. Why did you have to bring us to this desolate wilderness? What if someone sees us later? How would I be able to face people?" Qianhui protested.
Zhang Hao slipped his hand under He Qianhui's clothing, first kneading her two large white steamed buns through her bra.
At the same time, he said, "What's the big deal if someone sees? They can't join in anyway. Believe it or not, I'd dislocate his arms and legs first."
At those words, He Qianhui couldn't help but chuckle, "You'd dislocate others? Be careful that you don't exhaust yourself to death later."
"But if you really want to do it here, I'll indulge you this once. Who told you I like you," Qianhui said.
