Hearing this, I was stunned for a long time without reacting.
Miss Dongfang Ying, this noble and high-status lady, actually wants to touch my thing?
What exactly does this woman want to do?
Touching is fine, but the key issue is, I can't figure out her true intentions.
Just as I was thinking about it, a gentle little hand unexpectedly grasped hold of my burning hot.
"Hiss..."
The icy cool sensation made me involuntarily draw in a breath of cold air.
It felt so good.
"Wow, so this is how hot a man's thing is."
"It even twitches, how magical."
"It's true, it's different from those fake ones, no matter how well they're made, they ultimately lack life."
Excitement filled Dongfang Ying's eyes, as if she had discovered some treasure.
Hearing these words, I couldn't help but think of the jade fake boyfriend I saw earlier.
At the time, I didn't know what I was thinking, and blurted out, "Have you... used fake ones?"
"I..."
