C8 (1/2)

”Ye Fei, go sleep. Your Sister Ting will sleep with me and chat with me.” Zhang Yutong picked up an apple and took a bite.

The bed had been booked for the afternoon and had not yet been delivered, which meant that I had to sleep on the floor tonight.

I really didn't want to go to sleep, but since Zhang Yutong had already said so, I could only walk into the bedroom.

Not long after I lay down, I heard the sound of running water in the bathroom. They were probably bathing.

He couldn't help it, and in his mind, the image of two hundred flowers bloomed. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it felt, and the more uncomfortable he thought about it.

After they finished washing up, they went to the bedroom next door and whispered something. I held my breath and finally heard Zhang Yutong's voice:

”Ting Ting, we haven't slept together in a long time. Let me see, does it look fuller now?” Zhang Yutong giggled, then a rustling sound came out: ”Ya, your chest is actually so big, it's so soft and comfortable.”

Zhang Yutong was touching the Sister Ting?

I couldn't resist swallowing my saliva. Two balls of softness appeared in my mind, grabbing onto the blanket. I dreamt that it was Sister Ting's chest, which I would then knead to my heart's content.

”Aiya, stop touching, quickly go to sleep.” The Sister Ting said while breathing rapidly.

Zhang Yutong laughed and asked: ”Then tell me, are you comfortable if I touch you?”

”Yes …” ”A bit …” The Sister Ting moaned.

”That's how it feels. It seems like your first night is still around. If I were a man, I'd sleep with you tonight no matter what. Comfortable? Do you still want it? ” Zhang Yutong asked.

Sister Ting did not speak, and the faint sound of her hurried breathing could be heard.

Zhang Yutong continued, ”If you want to say it, say it. Elder sister is a woman, but I can still make you feel comfortable … Ting Ting, you're actually wet?! ”

Sister Ting said anxiously, ”Don't … Don't do it, it's so uncomfortable. ”

”It's hard to bear now, I'll be comfortable later.” As Zhang Yutong laughed, Sister Ting's breathing became even more pronounced. There was no need to think to know, was stirring up Sister Ting.