"Xiao Chen, I love you so much!"
Xia Shiyi panted, endlessly professing her love for me, sending my heart racing.
I could feel that Sister Shiyi's disappointment in Brother Haoyang had deepened, and her love for me increased. Maybe they really could get a divorce, and then, I could have her all to myself.
That thought was just too wonderful!
I imagined it in my mind, filled with longing.
"Xiao Chen, don't take it out yet, I haven't finished eating!" Just as I was about to pull out, she stopped me, insisting we remain in that soft, flooded place.
I paused, looking around, relieved that no one had noticed.
I was almost done eating, but Sister Shiyi hadn't even gotten halfway through. She picked up her chopsticks and continued to eat elegantly, her movements ladylike, the epitome of a gentle goddess.
But who could imagine that she was completely flooded down there!
