Chapter 389: The Frenzied Han Meng

"Naughty younger brother... why are you so rough..."

As Han Meng's pink fists pounded on Tang Feng's chest, it wasn't so much a hit as it was a coquettish complaint, and the tone of her voice carried not the slightest anger but was filled with a kind of shy bashfulness.

"Since you're thinking about it, come to the restroom and ravage your sister properly."

With eyes full of seduction, Han Meng looked at Tang Feng, then glanced towards the aisles on either side.

Seeing no one around, Han Meng licked her red lips, slid off Tang Feng, pulled up her panties, dropped her short skirt, and then, with both hands, flipped up the back of her skirt to reveal her perky ass.

And like that, she sashayed her pale, shapely buttocks towards the nearby restroom.

This scene got Tang Feng's blood boiling. He quickly stood up and hurried after her, his tent pole jabbing into the plush territory between those cheeks, his hands greedily grabbing those full globes from behind.