"Ah!"
Lin Wanqiu let out a soft cry, turned her head, and scolded coquettishly, "What are you doing!"
Song Guanchao said, "You were the one who first put your stinky butt towards me."
Lin Wanqiu retorted, "You still bit it even if it's stinky!"
"Don't touch me, or I won't help you anymore!"
Song Guanchao said, "Then move your butt away."
"I won't move it."
"If you don't move, I'll keep biting."
Song Guanchao opened his mouth and bit again.
Watching him bite her butt, Lin Wanqiu felt like she was electrified, the bitten spot tingling.
Uncontrollably, an improper moan escaped her lips.
"Don't bite, ah~"
Song Guanchao directly grabbed her big butt, stretched out his tongue, and licked her big butt.
Lin Wanqiu suddenly felt her strength disappear, weakly moaning, unable to tell if it was a reprimand or a delicate hum: "No, let go of me."
Song Guanchao's mind was a little dizzy, the fire that she stirred up last night and today was now climbing up rapidly.
