
After returning from the bathroom, Mizuhara was about to re-enter the room that Que Mi used to sleep with her. But the young girl stopped her footsteps when she heard a sigh from inside the room.
Mizuhara's eyes widened as she saw Que Mi sitting on Ling Zhen's lap. It was seen that the young man who was her husband was roaring Que Mi's body with regular movements.
“Ssshhh..” Que Mi rebelled, but before long Ling Zhen kissed her lips and both palms squeezed the chewy mound of Que Mi's.
“Mi..” Ling Zhen did not deny that he was still passionate about continuing his first night, but Que Mi felt that he was not old enough to give up his chastity.
“Gege, aren't you going to train for two years? We'll do it after I'm eighteen. I'm not ready at the moment.” Que Mi looked at Ling Zhen expectantly.
“I hold your word, Mi. Keep your honor to me.” Ling Zhen kissed Que Mi's forehead then laid the body of the girl who was a year younger than him.
Ling Zhen pierced Que Mi's body gently and her palms began to sway the sensitive parts of the girl's body.
Que Mi sighed and tried to escape from Ling Zhen's grip, but unfortunately when the young man gave a small bite in his ear even gave a red mark on his smooth neck, the sound of hissing was heard from inside the room.
Ling Zhen stopped his action after seeing Que Mi release something the girl was holding back. Ling Zhen put his clothes back on and made Que Mi reflexively turn her face away from embarrassment.
“Zhen Bridge, get out quickly. I'm afraid Mizuhara is back.” Que Mi panicked, while Ling Zhen leisurely walked out the door and smiled faintly looking at Que Mi's red-collected face.
Arriving in the middle room, Ling Zhen saw Mizuhara peeking into the room. Soon Ling Zhen approached Mizuhara and asked.
“Do you see it?” Ling Zhen smiled faintly as he saw Mizuhara fall silent and bewildered to the point of making the young girl play her finger.
“Mizuhara..” Ling Zhen pulled Mizuhara's body and held her tightly. Then his palm gently caressed Mizuhara's stomach and descended down.
“Ling Zhen's... Don'tdon't... There was Que Mi inside-” Mizuhara's voice was cut off as Ling Zhen's other palm pinched loudly one of his chewy mounds.
Ling Zhen continued his actions until he made Mizuhara let out a groan that filled the room. Then Ling Zhen's palm led Mizuhara's palm towards where it should be.
Mizuhara's face reddens, unconsciously her palm moves according to Ling Zhen's direction who whispered affectionately in his ears.
“Mizuhara..” Ling Zhen groaned making Mizuhara's eyes widen.
“Ling Zhen, enough. I'm not ready yet. Can we do it in two years?” Mizuhara cleaned up the liquid that was soaking up her stomach while walking backwards.
“Two years? Did you two make a deal behind my back?” Ling Zhen immediately glanced towards the door of the room where Que Mi was standing pecking with a red face.
“Que... Que Mi!” Mizuhara fluttered, the young girl panicked and felt embarrassed because of the intimate incident just seen by Que Mi.
“Alright, I'll wait for two years. But tonight, I want to finish something I haven't finished. You two can help her, right?” Ling Zhen smiled as he pulled Mizuhara's hand towards the room.
Que Mi and Mizuhara fell silent as they saw Ling Zhen take off all his clothes.
“Wait a minute, Gege! I'm shy!” Que Mi covered both her eyes with her palms.
Meanwhile Mizuhara gulped and shuddered in horror at Ling Zhen's body.
Ling Zhen walked up to the two and hugged the bodies of the two girls into his arms.