Zhou Qing's hand had already landed on Si Qingqing's buttocks, first fiercely squeezing her buttocks, then turning her around and lifting his hand to smack down hard on her ample rear. This time, Zhou Qing didn't hold back, each slap resonating loudly.
If it had been any other woman, she would have cried out in pain by now, but not only was there no anger on Si Qingqing's face, she kept moaning continuously and even twisted her hips to meet Zhou Qing's hand.
Her face was filled with pleasure.
Throughout it all, Zhou Qing didn't say a word.
Si Qingqing seemed to understand something as she turned her head back, looked at Zhou Qing with seductive, sultry eyes, and whispered, "If you're in a bad mood, then vent as much as you need on me. You can go harder, I can take it!"
Watching her provocative demeanor, Zhou Qing showed no mercy, directly undid his belt, and started whipping Si Qingqing's buttocks.
Si Qingqing's moans grew louder and echoed throughout the room.
