As an incredibly soft sensation spread from his palm, he felt as if he were in a dream.
Su Mei, the stunningly beautiful wife from the original novel, whose incredibly seductive figure had made countless readers fantasize to exhaustion—was he truly cupping her enticing 'bunnies,' casually molding them into various shapes? Could this even be real?
"Ah... ahh... you... you naughty boy..."
"How did your Master Hongling teach you?"
"Do you like... your Martial Uncle Su's... chest... that much?"
As Lin Xiao kneaded her magnificent bosom to the extreme, Su Mei seemed incredibly sensitive to his touch. Her breath was like perfume, her cheeks flushed crimson. Her full, seductive lips parted slightly, her fragrant tongue repeatedly darting out, her body seemingly entering a unique state.
"Hmph! If that's the case... you... you boy, what are you still pretending for?"
"Hurry... hurry up and lick... lick Martial Uncle Su?"
