Miao Qingfeng peeked around after showing her head, seeing no one; however, she was embraced from behind by Su Xuan.
Miao Qingfeng's body shuddered violently; apart from that night, she had rarely had intimate contact with any strange men over the years.
Shh!
Miao Qingfeng gestured for silence, pulling Su Xuan quietly towards her bedroom.
Su Xuan was overjoyed; the feeling of a woman taking the initiative was truly delightful, and all a man needed to do was lie down and wait.
Looking at Miao Qingfeng's ripe body, carrying the scent of maturity, his body was even more desperately hungry.
"Hey, hold on, I'll go wash, I'm dirty."
Miao Qingfeng gracefully brushed past Su Xuan's face.
"Dirty? I'm not afraid, I just love your scent."
Seeing Miao Qingfeng in her translucent nightgown, Su Xuan was already raising his flag in anticipation.
Su Xuan, smelling the lingering body fragrance on the bedspread, lay back forcefully, the softness was incredibly comfortable.
