"Oh!"
I shuddered and leaned against the bridge railing.
Yumeng's small hand was soft and fleshy, extremely comfortable!
There was also the fragrant, hot breath she exhaled onto the most sensitive tip of me—it was warm and ticklish, sending shivers through my body continuously.
"What... are you doing?"
I glanced around nervously.
This was a bridge, and though it was the middle of the night and cars were scarce, there were still occasional passersby, and we could be seen.
This was way too bold!
But the more nervous I got, the more excited I became, and the Great General she was holding stood even prouder, more ferocious.
"Giving you a kiss! You're so swollen, it must be uncomfortable. A kiss from me will feel very nice..."
Yumeng looked up at me, her swollen, misty eyes were ever so beautiful and sorrowful, her face was slightly flushed, but still incredibly pretty.
"No need!"
I said hurriedly.
