"Don't rush, I'll satisfy you soon." After catching his breath, Yang Baiyue finally regained some strength and stood up, looking down at Dong Wenxiu, then he stretched out his hand to undo his belt, "Make sure to scream loudly later, let your father and your elder brother and sister-in-law see how wanton you are..." he said, with a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Dong Wenxiu had no idea what she was doing, twisting uncomfortably.
Yang Baiyue squatted down and touched Dong Wenxiu's face, she was over thirty yet her skin seemed even better than when he last saw her, it seems life has been treating her well.
Dong Wenxiu suddenly felt comfortable and reached out to grab his hand.
But Yang Baiyue moved his fingers to her earlobe.
Dong Wenxiu shivered all over.
