Zhu Mengyi's New Technique

*Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*

Wu Jingjing rocked her neck back and forth in a gentle yet intense motion, sucking on Su Yang's meatstick with passion and her eyes filled with hearts.

"Mmm…"

While Wu Jingjing skillfully worked the blade of the sword with her mouth, Zhu Mengyi used her tongue to massage the area below, gently licking his sack of jewels.

"Hmm… the two of you have gotten much better at using your mouth than before. You must have practiced a lot on each other," Su Yang spoke with a smile on his face.

"We cultivated with each other nearly every day before we gave birth," Zhu Mengyi responded. "However, we barely do it nowadays, as we are too busy with our daughter, and chances like this are rare."

A few more minutes later, Su Yang said to Wu Jingjing who had been working hard to please him, "It's my turn to feed you my milk— get ready."

"Un!"