As Jiang Man practiced and learned, she became more and more proficient.
Zhang Xiaoshan was also provoked to his best state.
"Now it's my turn to perform."
He grabbed Jiang Man's hair and pulled her up, pressing her against the sofa.
"Are you embarrassed to death?"
She picked up a cushion next to her to cover her face.
"No, you have to keep your eyes wide open and watch."
As Zhang Xiaoshan pulled away the cushion, they hit the road and took off.
"Ah."
Jiang Man's body arched, her head thrown back.
The indescribable comfort that spread through her heart made her cry out uncontrollably.
Zhang Xiaoshan teased.
"Sister Man, I just realized today, you have quite an addiction, don't you?"
"You, you're saying I'm frivolous?"
Jiang Man was shamefully embarrassed.
Zhang Xiaoshan pinched Jiang Man's chin, staring into her eyes with a provocative tone.
"Heh, I just love seeing you like this, Sister Man. Only then can I feel that I truly possess you."
"You're shameless."
