Shen Rongrong's waist movements saved Chen Zhezhe a lot of effort. Although ten minutes had already passed, Chen Zhezhe was in high spirits and showed no intention of stopping.
She softly hummed and sang, yet still didn't forget to remind him of the time: "It's almost time."
"Right away, right away," Chen Zhezhe said, floating in the clouds of intoxication and full of pleasure. He fought harder the longer it went on, long since forgetting about his own injuries.
Chapter 591