Cheng Yue knew exactly what Zhang Yang meant, and although she was tempted, she was currently enjoying the show too much.
So she directly refused Zhang Yang, "No, you do your thing, I'll watch mine."
Sun Bingrou, in her hazy drunken state, couldn't hear their conversation at all. Instead, driven by the alcohol, she felt even more excited than usual.
An unmatched desire, an immense arousal.
Her slender waist kept twisting, and that perky butt was also happily thrusting.
The enticing sound of water grew louder and louder, leaving Cheng Yue somewhat impressed, "She's really good at moving."
Zhang Yang also groaned comfortably and then said to Cheng Yue, "Sister Yue, you're actually really good at moving too."
Before he had finished speaking, they heard Sun Bingrou panting, "Husband, who are you talking to? Give it to me, your wife is coming."
Zhang Yang then grasped Sun Bingrou's little bum, and began to rock her up and down.
