Oh!
Xia Bei shivered again.
The gentle caress brought waves of electric tingling, making him feel utterly comfortable.
When he lowered his head, he could see her mature, gorgeous face, that expression of humiliation and compulsion, fiercely exciting him, giving him an ultimate sense of revenge!
At first, he felt a bit guilty, thinking it was wrong, but slowly, he started to sink into it, losing his reason, just immersing himself in enjoyment.
"Sister Wang, you're quite good at this! You've really never tried? It seems you have a talent!" Song Yanjiao stood beside him, holding Xia Bei, looking down at every detail.
Each teasing remark made Wang Yaqiu tremble uncontrollably, feeling ashamed and humiliated, her tears flowing non-stop.
"Alright, stop crying, let's give your son a call!"
Song Yanjiao narrowed her eyes, with a somewhat malicious expression, and took Wang Yaqiu's phone.
