Sure, here is the translation:
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Suck.
Wu Song took a sharp breath.
This Wang Yanni, who would've thought? Quite fierce.
Without a word, she just digs in.
And that technique is quite impressive.
She took it in with one swift move, tonguing the sensitive spot on the tip, almost making Wu Song shiver and nearly spill out.
Wu Song let out a muffled groan, grabbing hold of Wang Yanni's hair, barely restraining the urge to come.
Wang Yanni noticed Wu Song's intense reaction and got a little worried that if he came just with a few sucks, it wouldn't be fun anymore.
Seeing Wu Song holding on, Wang Yanni gave a sly smile of admiration.
Then popped him out.
Giggling, she said, "Not bad at all, you're not just a pretty pillow to look at."
Wu Song smugly snorted, "I'm just worried you're a paper tiger that'll break easily."
"Oh really? Let's test that then!" Wang Yanni gave a coquettish smile, holding Wu Song's rolling pin as she moved inside.
