At this moment, Cheng Yue finally experienced the joy of being a woman.
That exhilarating feeling was as if she was about to soar to the clouds, her soul trembling along with her body.
At the same time, she felt like she was going to die, Cheng Yue gasped and said, "Naughty brother, Sister Yue feels so happy, I'm going to be blissed out."
Cheng Yue slowly turned around, affectionately hugging Zhang Yang.
With eyes full of deep affection, she said to Zhang Yang, "Naughty brother, Sister Yue might never be able to leave you in this lifetime, what should I do?"
Zhang Yang also hugged Cheng Yue's slender waist, "Then don't leave."
Zhang Yang was now madly in love with Cheng Yue. Cheng Yue was truly seductive; had she been in ancient times, she undoubtedly would have been a calamitous beauty.
Cheng Yue, satisfied with Zhang Yang's response, smiled contentedly.
But suddenly, she felt Zhang Yang's enormous thing still pressed between her legs.
