As an incredibly soft sensation pulsed from his palms, he felt as if he were in a dream.
Was Su Mei—the stunningly beautiful wife from the original story, whose irresistible figure led countless readers to their doom—really here, her alluring white rabbits being freely kneaded and molded into various shapes by his own hands?
"AH... AHH... You... you naughty boy..."
"Is this what your Master Hongling taught you?"
"Do you like... Martial Uncle Su's... breasts that much?"
As Lin Xiao kneaded her magnificent globes to the extreme, Su Mei, who seemed incredibly sensitive there, panted with fragrant breath, her cheeks flushed crimson. Her full, alluring lips parted slightly, her tongue flickering as her body seemed to enter a particular state.
"HUMPH! If that's the case... you... what are you still pretending for, boy?"
"Quickly... quickly lick them for Martial Uncle Su... lick them!"
She gasped out the words, unable to resist gently nibbling her handsome martial nephew's ear.
