Chen Bin was initially hesitant, but faced with Zhao Xinmei's initiative, he slowly reached out towards her White Jade Peak.
Through the vacuum nightgown, he could only feel a soft, bulging mass grasped within his hand.
With a slight force, his fingers could sink into it.
Ma Juan seemed to enjoy Zhao Xinmei's embrace, once again squeezing into her arms.
In an instant, Chen Bin's large hand was sandwiched between their White Jade Peaks.
It felt as if he had fallen into a soft ocean, unable to extricate himself.
Faced with this stimulation, the dragon beneath began to stir eagerly.
Just as Chen Bin found himself unable to contain the heat rising in his heart, the dragon was suddenly grabbed by Zhao Xinmei's jade hand.
"Hmm~"
This surprise attack made Chen Bin, who was already unbearably thirsty, tremble all over, a suppressed moan escaping from his throat.
Upon hearing it, Zhao Xinmei's breathing also began to quicken.
"Xiao Juan, are you asleep?"
"Hmm..."
