The pale jade fingers presented before her eyes, like the moisture hidden in the peach blossom-like eyes.
Xiao Yinruo stared blankly, her glistening red lips parted slightly, the tip of her tongue seemed to lightly roll over, then... she subconsciously separated her index and middle fingers.
Like lotus silk, though broken, still connected.
Just watching, her half-undone mature body trembled slightly, she couldn't help but cover her eyes with her arm, her breathing becoming more erratic.
The sensation in her mouth hadn't disappeared, Xiao Yinruo knew this was Lu Jin'an's hand.
When everything calmed down, Xiao Yinruo pressed her lips together, then bit her lower lip lightly with her teeth, a sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.
She turned her body sideways, the long skirt draped around her waist, beneath it was her half-pulled-down underpants to the knees, she bent her knees, seemingly trying to subconsciously cover something.
