"Hmph!"
The barrage of messages from Chen Bin stimulated Zhao Xin to the point where she temporarily lost her reason and fiercely, unreservedly, replied to Chen Bin.
At the same time, Zhao Xin's fingers, placed where she had been urinating, became involuntarily rougher, making her experience an unprecedented level of stimulation.
Caught up in the excitement, Zhao Xin forgot the environment she was in, and the humming and murmuring noises from her mouth grew louder.
Outside the door, standing in the living room, brothers Zhao Jie and Zhao Kang could hear everything clearly.
Zhao Jie couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
He could never have imagined that such sounds would come from his daughter's mouth.
"Damn... it's torturous as hell!"
Zhao Kang licked his dry lips and exhaled a coarse breath involuntarily.
Along with the sounds from Zhao Xin, the images Zhao Kang conjured in his mind became more and more vivid.