Shui Qianqian leaned into Rong Jin's arms comfortably and allowed him to massage her.
"Why are you in such a good state of mind?" she narrowed her eyes."Aren't you tired after a night?"
Rong Mo's brows twitched, and the red cinnabar became even more vibrant. He lowered his head and kissed Shui Qianqian's lips gently."If you didn't faint in the end, do you think I would have stopped?"
Shui Qianqian was stunned. He ... He was too strong!
Rong Jin looked at her expression and asked softly,""Why do you look like you're about to cry? were you not satisfied last night?"
"Rong Jin ... I have something to discuss with you."
"Yes, go on. I'm listening." Rong Jin hugged Shui Qianqian gently, as if he was holding his most precious treasure.
"It's like this. You're so strong. I feel that my physical strength may not be the same as yours. Perhaps I can't make you ... Well, I mean ... Satisfied ..."
