He meticulously prepared her, ensuring she was ready, then held her hips as he slowly let her lower herself. The instant connection made both of them let out a satisfied sigh.
Gu Yixuan didn't move, Mo Ran opened her blurry eyes, a trace of doubt in them.
He curved his attractive thin lips, "Move on your own."
"...No."
"Ranran, sometimes you also need to take the initiative, don't always let me do all the work."
Mo Ran's face instantly flushed with shame.
"Hurry up, staying still like this is uncomfortable for you, isn't it?"
This hateful man!
Mo Ran lowered her head, gritting her teeth, and started moving up and down. Each time, she couldn't help but let out blush-inducing moans.
Her shirt was still on, one bra strap slipping to her elbow. As she moved, the bra swayed, revealing and hiding her fullness, arousing infinite desire.
Gu Yixuan watched, going wild, his hands on her waist tightening, his fingers almost digging into her flesh.
