Chapter 12 Lingering Charm
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Zhang Hao softly grunted, then withdrew his hand, the tips of his fingers glistening with silvery threads.
His sister-in-law's place was already a muddy mess, the dark forest shimmering with light, the two tender lobes crystal clear.
Upon hearing the sound of a belt being unbuckled, He Qianhui opened her eyes and saw Zhang Hao taking off his boxer shorts.
That swollen thing actually sprang out.
Zhang Hao, without saying another word, supported his brother with one hand and aimed for the entrance.
He Qianhui's place was already moist enough, and even if Zhang Hao went in directly, it wouldn't feel dry or uncomfortable at all.
She had been waiting for this moment for a long time, but Zhang Hao still didn't move forward, just holding his thing there, neither advancing nor retreating.
This was torture for He Qianhui, "Hao, what's wrong, come in quickly, your sister-in-law is itching to death here."