Seeing Old White going about with its head lowered, and blowing out two streams of hot air through its nose to lift the ladies' skirts, Feng Jiu was completely speechless as she covered her eyes and turned her head away.
Old White had made lechery into an art…..
"AIEEE!"
A shrill scream suddenly sounded, as a young lady dressed in a pink blouse and skirt pushed her hands down upon her skirt that had been blown up by the wind, her face red as she turned herself around.
And just as Feng Jiu was going to come down off the horse and apologize, she saw Old White curling up its tongue and giving the young lady's face one good lick, smearing her face full of saliva, scaring the young lady so badly she stood there frozen with her face completely pale.
Seeing that scene before her, a corner of Feng Jiu's mouth twitched, and she once again felt like palming her face.
[Why….. Why was this rascal so lecherous?]
