"I never expected Miss Tu to be so thirsty. You already came three times last night, and just a few hours have passed, you want it again here?"
As he spoke, Zhang Hao spread Tu Ya's legs apart once more, his fingers directly touching her.
Indeed, that place was wet as a curtain of water again. Finding the entrance, he pushed two fingers straight in.
He dug around inside for a while, as Tu Ya clung to Zhang Hao, biting her lip,
savoring the various sensations those nimble fingers brought her.
"Go on, shout it out, there's just us two in here."
Tu Ya bit down on Zhang Hao's shoulder and then began to moan loudly.
The two of them shamelessly went at it again that morning until they left the hotel, which was already past ten o'clock.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Zhang Hao did not see Zhao Qing.
He thought she might be busy that day, but by noon, Zhao Qing had once again sought him out.
If it were just a casual visit, Zhang Hao wouldn't have been nervous.
