Splash, splash.
Heavy rain poured down.
Thunder roared, lightning split the sky.
The sound of wind, rain, thunder, and slapping mixed together.
With a long moan, only the sounds of wind, rain, and thunder remained in the world.
On the bed, Sister Mei was curled up like a little cat in Liang Yuan's arms, obedient and gentle.
Liang Yuan's muscles bulged, still sweating after the intense exercise.
Yang Mei was also covered in sweat, enjoying the lingering sensation. She bit her lip and murmured, "Little brother, you're amazing. Sis... feels so good."
Liang Yuan smiled and said, "Have you rested well? I'm not done yet."
Yang Mei looked down at his abdomen and her beautiful face turned pale, "Again? No more, sis really can't take it."
Seeing her look so fragile, Liang Yuan couldn't help being a bit helpless.
When it came to this, it was his forte.
