This thing couldn't be more familiar; it's definitely the little girl's red bean.
Chen Dashan was filled with black lines, wondering what to do.
If he opened his mouth and bit down, wouldn't that make him a scoundrel?
Seeing Chen Dashan not saying anything, Zheng Lin'en blinked and looked down. Seeing herself holding Chen Dashan's head as if she were feeding him, her cheeks instantly turned scorching hot, and she felt completely unwell.
There was little fabric on the swimsuit in the first place, and in the earlier underwater panic, it had accidentally shifted slightly.
"I... I..."
Zheng Lin'en's face burned painfully, and her mouth twitched. Seeing Chen Dashan unmoving, she awkwardly adjusted her position, the movement causing her milky white breasts to be squeezed and deformed by Chen Dashan's nose.
The soft, delicate feeling was completely pressed against Chen Dashan's face.
"Brother Dashan, save me!"
"Mmm... save me!"
