422 YOU ARE WET

Mo Yuan's hand silently moved to the other breast and scrubbed there. At first, he circled around the lower part of the breast and slowly moved to the top.

"Hng!" Han Luo shuddered because of the tingling sensation. She curled up and subconsciously tried to cover herself.

Mo Yuan's lips brushed over her left ear. He whispered seductively, "Ah Luo, be good. Let me wash you properly." After that, he repeatedly kissed under her ear and his hand was occupied cleaning her breasts. Soon, her pink mounds hardened. With the sponge, he pinched and rubbed them with his fingers.

"Ung!" Han Luo had a hard time controlling herself and covering her moans. She gasped for oxygen. Her body was shaking. The temperature on her body was rising. She was feeling so hot that the lukewarm water seemed colder compared to her body temperature.