"Mmm! Cough, cough!"
Zhou Jing was extremely shameful and panicked. She quickly pulled away, but the eruption had not yet ended; the liquid shot up high, spraying and dousing her face, and her hair…
Footsteps were approaching, just passing by. They probably didn't see anything! They didn't linger, and with the view obstructed, plus the creeping darkness, it should've been invisible.
I leaned back, catching my breath, still floating in ecstasy.
It was indeed thrilling!
"Cough, cough!"
Zhou Jing was still coughing, feeling awful. Her expression was one of disgust; she still loathed me and couldn't accept such an act of being sprayed in the mouth.
She touched her cheek, her hair, frantic, angry, and humiliated, tears welling up in her eyes again.
"Jingjing, what on earth are you doing? Why do I hear a man's voice?"
