"Is that so?" Ye Fei suddenly smirked mischievously. His hand, which had been resting on her slender waist, unexpectedly slipped into her pants.
With nimble fingers, he deftly pushed aside her underwear and directly touched the tender paradise between her legs, only to find it already drenched.
It turned out that Ye Xuan, who had long been deeply in love with him, had been aroused by their prolonged kiss and the teasing pressure of his erection.
Though Ye Xuan's heart was entirely willing, she had never truly been intimate with Ye Fei before.
Caught off guard by his sudden move, she let out a soft gasp, instinctively clamping her legs together to trap his mischievous hand, her face flushing crimson.
Despite her legs clamping down, Ye Fei's fingers remained agile. He curled his middle finger and gently stroked Ye Xuan's delicate lips, teasing her with a playful tone, "Sister, are you sure you don't have any sensitive spots? Then why is your little pussy so wet?"
