Playtime.
Time flew by very, very quickly.
After climaxing several times, He Wanyi was somewhat dissatisfied with just letting Lu Yang's fingers wreak havoc within her secret valley.
Struggling to prop up her limp body, she tried hard to deliver her garden of peach blossoms to Lu Yang's lips.
Yet, she had to avoid touching Lin Qingxue at the same time.
Therefore, the difficulty of her movements was very, very high.
But He Wanyi eventually succeeded.
It seemed that although He Wanyi was a homebody, her physical fitness was not bad at all; she must have practiced things like yoga.
Otherwise, her body's flexibility couldn't possibly be so good.
And regarding the garden of peach blossoms that presented itself before him,
Lu Yang didn't eat it right away.
Instead, he observed it carefully—hmm, although the essence of a woman's garden of peach blossoms is the same,
there are quite big differences in the details.
