Zhao Yihan lay on the bed, gasping for air, her beautiful face flushed with redness.
"Chen Yang, how could you be so incredible? You haven't had a girlfriend before, have you? You always seemed so honest before, I never would have guessed..."
Honest?
To girls, 'honest' means not good-looking, boring, charmless.
I stood up, looking at the beautiful school belle lying spent and contented from my doings, feeling a great sense of satisfaction and a surge of triumph.
She used to look down on me, but now she was subdued by me!
"It can be taken out now, I'll grab some tweezers!"
After slipping my fingers into the overflowing Peach Garden to check, I could already see the toy that had fallen inside; it is quite small, and with care, it wouldn't harm her protective layer.
"Mm!"
She was still basking in the afterglow of her climax when I came back. She lifted her head to take a look; first, she saw the tweezers, and then, seeing something else, her eyes widened drastically.
