"Huh~"
Song Guanchao panted, slowly withdrawing from her body.
Wu Qiangwei was already limp and exhausted.
She lay sideways on the bed, her legs still in a splits position.
The lingering pleasure still coursed through her body, teasing her, as her hips occasionally twitched gently.
Song Guanchao watched the love juice slowly flow from her body, feeling a profound sense of satisfaction deep within.
After two rounds, he surprisingly felt aroused again.
Suppressing this urge, he lay down, gave Wu Qiangwei's tired little face a gentle peck, and teasingly asked, "Was it good?"
"Hmm~" Wu Qiangwei rolled her eyes at him playfully, propped herself on her arms, and sat up in bed.
Her legs slowly came together, and suddenly, her brows furrowed slightly, sensing something odd.
She glanced down at herself and squeezed her legs together, feeling the moistness trickling between her thighs. She hurriedly tried to get out of bed.
