Wu Song smiled and got up to go over.
"Are you sure you want me to?"
Wu Song stroked Zhao Tingting's body.
Zhao Tingting squinted her eyes, happily saying, "Come on, Brother Song, show me your strength."
Wu Song said nothing more and pounced on Zhao Tingting, pinning her down.
Amidst wild thrusts, Zhao Tingting couldn't stop herself from screaming.
Wu Song remained steady as a rock.
Zhao Tingting finally showed a look of amazement.
Gazing at Wu Song obsessively.
"Brother Song, you're really incredible!" Zhao Tingting said, lost in passion.
Wu Song gave a faint smile, "Not bad."
Zhao Tingting giggled, "Brother Song, you're really modest. You're so amazing, yet so low-key."
Wu Song chuckled, "Hehe, not bad... How do you feel now? Are you okay?"
Zhao Tingting looked down, somewhat proud, "I'm okay, Brother Song, just go ahead."
Wu Song nodded with a smile, "Your fighting power is pretty good too."
