"You were so defiant just now, look at you, all wet like this?"
Chen Fang's hand swept between her thighs.
One could clearly see some glistening liquid hanging from his fingers.
"That's just water from the shower... It has nothing to do with me."
Fang Mei retorted with some dissatisfaction.
Chen Fang understood and chuckled knowingly.
He said, "Now it's your turn to wash me."
Taking the showerhead.
Fang Mei began to help Chen Fang clean himself.
When she got to his lower body, Fang Mei's hand couldn't leave his pillar anymore.
After some rubbing, she said, "Okay, we can get out now."
Fang Mei's breathing became noticeably rapid.
Even her gaze at Chen Fang started to blur.
"What's the rush, let's wash again," Chen Fang said purposefully, taking the showerhead to lather up once more.
"I'm already clean."
Fang Mei said mournfully when she spoke; she seemed rather impatient by that point.
Chen Fang teasingly said, "You're not in a hurry, let's wash a bit longer."
