"Mmm, ah, so itchy..."
Xu Wenjing suddenly let out a long sigh from her throat.
She felt Zhao Tienan's big hands had a magical touch; just the mere touch of them on her skin brought about an indescribable pleasure.
It was itchy, tingling, like an electric current running through her, yet it was exceptionally comfortable.
"This jerk, why is he so good at touching? It's so embarrassing!"
Xu Wenjing cursed in her heart, but her body was being very honest, not only enjoying Zhao Tienan's caressing immensely but also unconsciously twisting her charming waist, fully cooperating with him.
"I didn't expect your voice to be quite pleasant when you cry out, tell me the truth, are you on cloud nine?"
Zhao Tienan jokingly asked while launching an attack on Xu Wenjing's more sensitive areas.
"Nonsense, it's not comfortable at all, it's unbearable!"
