"Well, don't..." Xiao Ya struggled for a while, her eyes flickered, her throat gave out a delicate singing, her legs clasped tightly, and the Jade Hand again seized Ye Cheng's restless hand.

"Women say no, they always mean what they want." Ye Cheng played a trick on his words, and his big hands wantonly moved between Xiaoya's legs.

"You're such a bad man!" Xiao Yajiao laughed, but Qian Qianyu's hand was loosened and her arm covered the black stockings at the root of her thighs. Through her hidden wrist, you can see a faint touch of silver.

Ye Cheng did not seem to pay attention to her little movements at...