This body had already been claimed by Chen Fang.
But looking at it again, it was still dazzling and craving.
Mo Zifei was the most flavorful woman he had ever known.
She had the grace of a mature woman and the coy shyness of a young girl, and when these qualities were perfectly combined, that feeling was indescribable.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Chen Fang freeze in place, Mo Zifei asked.
Chen Fang threw down the bag of needles.
He rushed over and embraced Mo Zifei, saying, "Sister, you're too tempting. How about we get active and sweat a little."
Mo Zifei tapped Chen Fang's nose and said coquettishly, "Naughty boy, you just want to devour your sister, don't you?"
"So will sister let me devour her?"
Chen Fang asked.
Mo Zifei's face turned red, and she said shyly, "Sister has presented herself to you, how could I not let you? I miss you too."
Under Chen Fang's gentle caresses.
Mo Zifei could no longer hold back.
