Lin Jiang: "Why do you say that?"
Qin Yangyang: "I feel like... your stamina is much better than last time. And it's different."
Lin Jiang: "How is it different? Give me the details. Smirk.jpg."
Qin Yangyang: "You're doing this on purpose. I'm not telling."
Lin Jiang: "Tell me, and you can pick the position next time."
Qin Yangyang: "Really?"
Lin Jiang: "Of course."
Qin Yangyang: "It just... it felt so full. And... how did your fingers get so nimble? Ugh, it's too embarrassing! You figure it out yourself."
Lin Jiang smiled. 'A whole 4-millimeter difference, of course the effect is different.'
Lin Jiang: "I'll show you something else next time."
Qin Yangyang: "What is it?"
Lin Jiang: "It won't be fun if I tell you. You'll find out when the time comes."
Qin Yangyang: "Hmph."
Lin Jiang didn't reply. He recalled the scene from last night. 'This Master-level Finger Technique really is something else.'
