"Quick, let me have a feel!"
At the third quarter of noon, the restriction opened, and the real Miaoyin burst out directly, then pounced on Zhao Yi.
While she crazily kneaded Zhao Yi's face, she shrieked and patted his shoulders, abs, and thighs, continuously clicking her tongue in admiration.
"I couldn't hold it in while I was inside!"
"Ah, ah, ah, how did you, this scoundrel, become so handsome? This face, this skin, these pecs, these thighs..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what woman wouldn't be infatuated?"
Seeing Miaoyin's eyes glowing green, acting like a female rogue as she took her liberties with him, Zhao Yi's face went dark, and he said, "Don't touch the vital areas, or else I'll turn hostile!"
Miaoyin sullenly retracted her hand.
If Zhao Yi had spoken a little later, she would have bounced over!
Miaoyin stroked for quite a while, almost making Zhao Yi blow his top, before finally letting out a satisfied sigh and starting to examine Zhao Yi's body.
