"You naughty woman, trying to get me again. Over and over, today I'll let you do it – it's no big deal." Lu Furong chuckled mischievously.
She really seemed a bit drunk.
"The more we do it, the happier I get. Come on, mess me up, it feels so good. But... I still want it. Qingzi, why don't you give it to me a couple of times first? Let me get a feel for it." Lu Furong murmured, raising her voice.
"Look at her craving. Come on, Qingzi, give her a taste, just a couple of times," Sister Hu teased with a charming laugh.
Li Qing cooperated and entered.
As they intimately connected, Lu Furong let out a satisfied moan, "Oh, that feels so good, this is exactly what I've been craving."
"Bastard, you better remember to do me more often, got it? You leave me hanging for so long without a word, nor coming to see me. I feel terrible, so craving, isn't it only right for me to be mad?"
Li Qing nodded, "Absolutely, absolutely."