It was unclear how long had passed before Zhao Tienan's consciousness slowly came back.
He barely managed to open his eyes, only to find that the sky outside the window had completely darkened, accompanied by the sound of thunder rain.
"Mm, mm, ah, so good..."
Besides that, Zhao Tienan also heard a series of panting moans that made his blood boil.
He glanced up and saw Meng Han riding atop him, energetically dancing like she was riding a horse.
The proud fullness of her chest bounced back and forth in an exaggerated manner, her slender waist as flexible and explosive as ever, causing the big bed beneath to creak noisily.
"Ah, I can't take it anymore, it's too strong, I'm done for again..."
Suddenly, Meng Han's delicate body tensed up, her head tilted back, and her whole body arched into an exaggerated curve.
Veins popped out on her neck, her waist completely out of control as it kept moving on its own.
