As dusk fell, Qingyi finally rose to his feet, Rou'er still clinging to his cock like a gremlin to a chest of gold.
The huge, throbbing member slipped from between the pink-haired beauty's full lips with a wet, lewd pop, a hot, ropey stream of cum erupting across her beautiful face.
Thick, pearly ribbons splattered against her flushed cheeks and trickled down in slow, glistening trails, clinging to her lashes before pooling at the corners of her pouting pink lips.
"Ah… big brother Qingyi didn't even let me finish!" Rou'er protested, running her tongue along the corners of her mouth to gather every last drop she could reach.
"It's almost time for the banquet. Don't you want to take a look at that Longwei's wife too? Clean yourself up."
At those words, Rou'er's heterochromatic eyes sparkled with renewed excitement, and she quickly set about tidying herself up with nimble fingers.
