Wet and hot, like a furnace!
Tight to the extreme!
Xia Bei had never felt such a wonderful, soul-stirring sensation.
Although she was very inexperienced, and had no technique, it still brought him immense pleasure, as if he were floating on clouds.
"Cough, cough! It's so uncomfortable! My mouth is going to tear! Xiaobei, you're too big!"
"This taste, it's so strange! Mmm!"
After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, Xia Bei trembled, the eruption of a volcano-like sensation swept through him, gradually clearing his mind. When he opened his eyes, he saw a figure dart out and shut the door.
But he didn't see clearly.
The scene below was still a mess, not tidied up in time; his awakening had clearly startled her.
Who could it be?
Xia Bei pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with anything, touching his lips again. The soft, sweet taste from his dream made his heart flutter—someone had sneakily kissed him!
Does she like him?
