Previously, Yun Chan's skills were still quite raw, but now she had learned Kong Lingwen's essence, serving not just with her little mouth but also continuously manipulating the exposed Dragon Root with her palm, caressing the sensitive spot below.
After this manipulation, Yang Cheng only felt waves of pleasure surging throughout his body, feeling so comfortable he was about to ascend to heaven.
Undoubtedly, Yun Chan was indeed a good student; after learning once, her technique was already near perfect, though still slightly behind Kong Lingwen.
Hearing Yang Cheng's increasingly rapid breathing, Yun Chan worked harder to suck, then released the Dragon Root, licking with her tongue tip, accelerating the manipulation with her hand.
This sensation was different from just now, but when he lowered his head, he could see Yun Chan with a face full of spring colors holding the Dragon Root, licking it, the visual impact profound, the pleasure within growing ever more intense.
