In her eyes filled with anticipation, my hand didn't grasp her peach but continued moving downward, arriving at her flat abdomen.
Perhaps Yang Yaxue didn't expect me to do that, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
"Mmm..."
But when my hands suddenly touched her abdomen, she began to moan softly again, her face flushing.
My hand, tracing her abdomen, slowly ventured down, gradually sliding through the gap in her skirt, making its way to that mysterious zone.
"Mmm... Xu Tian..."
She slightly squinted her eyes, staring eagerly at my hand, seemingly unable to wait for me to touch that mysterious zone.
However, my hand merely lingered around the root of her thigh before moving away.
"Yaxue, would you mind taking off your skirt? I'll give you a rub."
Looking at the goddess who was flushed and panting from my provocation, I knew the timing was almost perfect, so I spoke the words that I most wanted to say.
