Wu Song saw Sun Taoxiang mumbling, her lips seemed to be asking him to do her, which instantly excited Wu Song even more, and his recently calmed rolling pin showed signs of stiffness again.
Feeling weak from being done, with her little hole burning, Wu Xiaohong noticed Wu Song's indication of stiffness and felt a bit flustered.
Looking pitifully at Wu Song, "Why not take a rest? I, I can't take it anymore."
Wu Song tenderly wiped Wu Xiaohong's sweat and said softly, "It's okay, let's rest a bit."
However, Wu Song didn't pull out but laid on the bed holding Wu Xiaohong.
At this time, the sky outside gradually darkened, and it was already evening.
But the two of them were cuddling together, exceedingly affectionate.
