Chapter 75

"No, no," Jiang Rou said.

She continuously pushed his head away, her legs desperately trying to close but only managing to clasp around Wang Dahai's head.

She also dared not to speak loudly, and under such circumstances, her voice sounded more like an intimate exchange between lovers.

Wang Dahai was at the peak of excitement, blood heating up, desire burning within him.

His tongue eagerly licked and stirred.

Jiang Rou's peach garden was very delicious, devoid of any odd smell, rather it carried a faint fragrance.

Wang Dahai savored it as if he were tasting a delicacy from this world, carefully appreciating it.

He was no longer the clueless big boy, knowing where women are more sensitive.

Jiang Rou, still a virgin, could not resist under his experienced teasing.

A tingling, tender sensation washed over her like waves of electricity striking her delicate body continuously.

Beneath her, it was like a dam had broken, wildly gushing out, wetting the sheets.

"Ah, ah~"