Qiao Fei was not just skilled, but she also knew exactly what to say to tease Chen Ziyang.
In the back seat, the two of them constantly changed positions, maximizing the use of the limited space.
Chen Ziyang was still vigorous well into the wee hours of the night.
Qiao Fei might have been limp, yet her eyes still glowed with greed.
It was like having the most appetizing food in the world, where even when full, one still wanted more.
"Ziyang, let's go to my place!"
Qiao Fei lay atop Chen Ziyang, gently blowing in his ear, "It will also give me a little rest."
Having experienced the pleasure Qiao Fei brought him, Chen Ziyang naturally had no reason to refuse. Caressing her plumpness, he smiled and said, "Once we get to your place, I will take good care of you!"
Qiao Fei's desire indeed surprised Chen Ziyang.
So far, she was the only woman who could withstand his vigorous onslaught.
