Sun Bingrou had no reaction, she simply lay on the bed, still as ever.
Zhang Yang wanted to ask again, but suddenly saw that Sun Bingrou's body slightly arched, her round and beautiful buttocks becoming even more pronounced.
At the same time, the plump and lush contours between her thighs became even more evident.
Was this a silent consent for him to touch?
Zhang Yang felt his heart pounding so hard that it was about to leap out of his chest, and he hadn't expected Sun Bingrou to become so open after a bout of shyness.
But even now, Zhang Yang was somewhat uncertain about what was going on in Sun Bingrou's mind.
However, that didn't stop Zhang Yang from reaching out and touching the lush Peach Land.
Even through her panties, he could feel the soft touch. Sun Bingrou's little garden was considerably more generous, with petals on either side seeming plumper and more succulent.
