"Did you sleep well?" Xie Jiuhan asked.
Feng Qing hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to be still asleep when she heard the man's voice. She didn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore. They did it until the middle of the night the previous night, and her entire body was about to fall apart. This man's fingers were very nimble now.
Xie Jiuhan walked to the bed and lowered his slender body. He placed his hands on both sides of Feng Qing's body and covered Feng Qing's thin and beautiful body. The man pursed his lips and blew gently on the woman's face. The warm breath blew on the woman's long eyelashes. Xie Jiuhan raised his hand and rubbed Feng Qing's face gently. This elastic feeling was like playing with a piece of sticky rice cake.
