"Cheng Qiyue, don't you think all this tugging back and forth is getting boring? How about we play something new?"
At this moment, Kong Lingwen suddenly spoke.
Cheng Qiyue glanced sideways at her and asked, "What do you want to play?"
Kong Lingwen smiled faintly, leaned to her ear and muttered something in a low voice, then the two exchanged a knowing grin.
In fact, Yang Cheng's hearing was exceptional; even whispers couldn't escape his ears. But when desire took over he couldn't care less about what was happening around him, let alone notice that someone in the room had gone missing.
Before long, Kong Lingwen quietly came back into the room and shot Cheng Qiyue a look.
Yang Cheng had already been "fighting" for nearly an hour now. He hadn't suppressed his desire at all; after a fierce round of thrusting, his body suddenly went rigid as he climbed to a blissful peak.
