Ran Yan murmured with a slight hum, "Xiao Yuezhi..."
"Hmm?" Xiao Song's raspy voice softly posed a question, yet he did not stop moving; instead, he intensified his actions, his palm gently caressing her slender waist.
Ran Yan, in a daze, also stretched out her hand to caress his waist and buttocks. When her soft hand touched him, she could clearly feel his body tense up. His kissing paused momentarily, allowing Ran Yan to catch her breath, and she boldly slid her hand into his pants to grasp the object that was already as hot as iron.
"Don't..." Xiao Song's voice was husky, naturally enticing with a restrained moan, making Ran Yan's heart melt into a puddle, and she lightened her grip on the object.
Xiao Song chuckled softly, whispering in her ear, "Because I've wanted you for so long, my patience is limited, if..."
Mid-sentence, Xiao Song pulled down her underwear and reached into that hidden spot.
