Murong Qiuyue continued eavesdropping, unable to stop her face from blushing and her heart from racing, unable to prevent a fine sheen of fragrant sweat from forming on her body.
After more than ten seconds, she couldn't maintain her composure any longer, and her delicate hand silently slid between her legs.
She gently rubbed her damp underwear, and immediately a sensation of indescribable tingling spread throughout her waist and hips.
Her inner thighs involuntarily squeezed together.
This feeling was too captivating.
Murong Qiuyue had been strictly raised since childhood, with her father closely monitoring her dating life.
So she never dared to cross the line.
This also led to her having a lack of knowledge about men and intimate matters as she grew up, while also harboring infinite curiosity and longing.
At this moment, Murong Qiuyue was listening to Chu Yaoyao's moaning inside while increasing the pressure of her rubbing on her underwear.
