"Sister Xue, when did you become so sensitive?"
Chen Ziyang still couldn't believe it.
Yang Muxue's pretty face had turned completely red.
Previously, she and Chen Ziyang knew everything about each other.
Even now, being straightforward with each other, there wasn't any shy feeling.
As for making those moaning sounds under Chen Ziyang, Yang Muxue was more than unrestrained.
Yet, this time, she indeed felt ashamed.
Much to her embarrassment, without them even doing anything and merely kissing on her bosom, she felt a tingling sensation on her scalp and soared into the clouds.
Isn't that a bit too embarrassing?
How desperately thirsty was she?
"Oh! Isn't it because of you..."
Yang Muxue didn't know how to rebut.
When Chen Ziyang kissed her, she felt an indescribable tingling sensation throughout her body.
Although she had known that Chen Ziyang was skilled, he had never made her so sensitive.
