Ever since she got back together with Qi Taiguo, they naturally shared the same bed, perhaps because they had tasted the pleasure of perfect harmony, both of them were quite enthusiastic about that activity, wave after wave of heat through the night.
Cheng Su was a new generation from the twenty-first century; she had seen her fair share of adult films and knew plenty of moves, all of which she used on Qi Taiguo, driving him mad with desire, almost wishing for death.
This evening, the two of them lay on the bed drenched in sweat and gasping for air, feeling as though they had just come back to life.
"Where did you learn those moves?" Qi Taiguo felt utterly relaxed from head to toe. He couldn't help but pinch her little nose as he thought of Cheng Su's fiery performance just now.
Cheng Su dodged, arching an eyebrow and said, "Where else? From 'Dear Readers' Insight', of course!"
