Zhang Xiaomeng squatted on the ground, with Chen Wan'er awkwardly lying on his back.
Her jade legs were clamped around Zhang Xiaomeng's waist.
There was no need for that, but Chen Wan'er felt resentful towards Zhang Xiaomeng, so she wanted to torture him a little.
What she didn't know was that such force was nothing for Zhang Xiaomeng.
In fact, Zhang Xiaomeng found it quite comfortable.
It wasn't until Chen Wan'er clamped down two or three times that she realized Zhang Xiaomeng didn't seem to feel anything.
This was just too unbelievable.
She suddenly noticed something protruding in front of them.
She was a bit curious at first, but the next second, she saw the object stand up.
First shocked, then her pretty face turned scarlet, as she shook violently on Zhang Xiaomeng's body, her chest heaving with anger.
"Zhang Xiaomeng, you shameless wretch."
"I just clamped you with my feet, and you, you actually got a reaction?"
