After saying that, Die skipped over to Chen Mo, threw herself into his arms, grabbed his hand, and stroked her own thigh.
Qing Mo's face darkened. She immediately yanked Die away and said, "What kind of behavior is this? Have you no shame at all?"
Die shook off Qing Mo's hand and clung affectionately to Chen Mo's arm. "Of course not. I'm only like this with my husband, and he likes it too, don't you?"
Die pouted, her beautiful eyes brimming with clear moisture as she stared straight at Chen Mo.
Qing Mo was utterly speechless.
You little girl, even if you understand me, you can't just say it out loud so blatantly. Chen Mo sighed inwardly, but he did not blame her. Everyone here was one of his own, so with a slight exertion of strength, he pulled Die into his arms.
One in each arm, savoring the true softness and fragrance of two beauties.
His hands moved back and forth over Qing Lin's and Die's thighs.
Qing Lin was thin-skinned to begin with and could never let herself go when it came to intimacy. Before long, her face had turned bright red. She buried her head in Chen Mo's chest, pursed her lips, and scarcely dared to breathe.
"Qing Mo, don't stop. I want to eat honey peach." Seeing that no more fruit was being fed to him, Chen Mo turned his head and glanced over.
"Eat, eat, eat. All you know how to do is eat." Qing Mo tossed an unpeeled honey peach straight at Chen Mo's face, then got up and headed toward Xiao Yi Xian.
"Husband, the fish is done. Do you want some?" Xiao Yi Xian's voice rang out as well.
"He's already eating." Qing Mo snatched the grilled fish away, took an elegant