[Playful teasing at first met with gentle resistance, but tender feelings have already connected in secret.
Turning around, flowers and snow drift down, climbing onto the bed embracing the brocade throng.]
——"The Truth Poem", Tang Dynasty, Yuan Zhen.
....
In the master bedroom of the guesthouse, Yiyi had already begun to respond.
Very awkward, completely relying on human instinct.
Of course, guided by the masterful kissing skills of Cheng Zhu, it became much simpler.
At this moment, the Innocent Little White Flower truly felt a sense of bewilderment and fascination.
She used to not understand why men were so lecherous?
Actually, it was just a little thing, wasn't it?
But after experiencing it herself today, the girl began to think, shouldn't women be innately lustful too?
Back in the bathroom, she would instinctively dodge a little.
But now, she was completely immersed in it.
At this moment, Cheng Zhu was not in a rush to make any "unnecessary moves."
