Flower City Little Dragon King

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Han Ling's plaid shirt, already soaked with sweat, now had all its buttons torn off under Tang Feng's brute strength.

Under the light.

All that snowy white beauty was fully exposed before Tang Feng's eyes.

The snowy-white neck.

Down below, the light blue bra contained that pair of soaring fullness.

The rolled up floral skirt slumped over the lower abdomen.

The moist, well-proportioned legs were spread and lifted, with the knees pressed against Tang Feng's sides.

"Good little brother, don't rush. Tonight, I'm all yours, everything of mine is yours," Han Ling said, her eyes rippling like water, as she looked at the young man pressing down on her, and spoke in a tender whisper.

She reached out with both hands and untied the belt of Tang Feng's shorts.

As the loose shorts slowly fell, that ferocious iron cannon became even more visibly distinct.

Seeing that terrifying size constrained by the underwear, even though Han Ling had personally measured it, she couldn't help but have her heart and spirit ripple with excitement.

Thinking of how this big thing would enter her body next, her body involuntarily spasmed, and that particular area became even muddier.

"Good little brother, show me your love."

Han Ling's body trembled slightly, coquettishly speaking.

Tang Feng breathed heavily, bending over her.

The two young bodies were now fully pressed together.

Creak...

Outside the door, the sound of a key turning in the lock was heard.

Then came the sound of high heels striking the floor.

The bewildered Han Ling, upon hearing this, suddenly pushed Tang Feng away.

"Good little brother, stop quickly. Sister Hui is back."

Tang Feng, who had already touched Han Ling's sacred ground, snapped back to reality instantly.

He hurriedly got up.

Looking at Han Ling lying on the bed, stripped down to just a floral skirt, he felt a surge of frustration with no outlet, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he did not dare to continue his reckless behavior.

Being kindly taken in by his sister-in-law, if she saw him taking advantage of her best friend, how heartbroken she would be.

Han Ling quickly sat up, pulling the floral skirt down over her lower abdomen, hiding away the splendid spring scenery in an instant.

She picked up a T-shirt from the bed, pulled it on over her head, then casually tossed her panties and bra onto the top bunk.

In the blink of an eye, she had reverted to her previous appearance.

Apart from the slightly messy hair, there was almost no sign of what had happened.

Of course, beneath that T-shirt and floral skirt, she was in a vacuum with nothing underneath.

The door was pushed open.

Huo Hui, dressed in a short skirt, walked in through the door.

Tang Feng had just managed to get dressed.

"Little Ling, have you taken Tang Feng out for dinner?" Huo Hui walked into the room, tossed her handbag onto the bed, and casually asked.

Han Ling felt somewhat guilty at this moment.

She forced herself to appear calm.

"We had barbecue, just got back."

Huo Hui's gaze fell upon Han Ling and lingered there.

At that moment, Han Ling's eyes were shimmering with unshed tears, her cheeks flushed, looking every bit the part of a woman moved by passion.

And on the slightly disordered T-shirt, two points were plainly visible.

Without wondering, it was clear that underneath there were no constraining garments.

She glanced at Tang Feng standing beside her, her eyes dropping to a particular region on him.

That breath-stopping firmness was impossible to conceal.

In that moment, her heart skipped a beat.

A thought sprang up in her mind.

Could it be that Han Ling and Tang Feng had just…

Thinking about all this, she involuntarily turned her head to look at her own bed.

The sheets on the bed were a mess, as if they had just survived a battle of the century.

Perhaps, just moments ago, right in her own bed, Han Ling had been pinned down by Tang Feng, wildly ravished.

Her mind couldn't help but start fantasizing those erotic scenes.

Given Tang Feng's terrifying size, Han Ling must have been quite happy by now.

She didn't know why, but thinking about these things made her feel uncomfortable inside.

It was as if something she cherished had been taken away from her.

Observant Han Ling clearly noticed Huo Hui's change in demeanor and couldn't help her face flush with heat.

"Sister Hui, are you hungry? How about I go cook you a bowl of noodles?" she said, guiltily.

Huo Hui forced herself to cast aside those images in her mind, managing to squeeze out a forced smile as she shook her head.

"I ate on the way home. You've had a long day, get some rest early."

Seeing that Huo Hui didn't press further, Han Ling let out a sigh of relief.

"Sister Hui, you rest up first, I'm going to take a shower. It's so hot outside, just a little movement and I'm sweating all over," Han Ling said.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it to heart.

Another wave of discomfort washed over Huo Hui's heart, yet she did not show it.

Han Ling nearly fled as she left the bedroom.

Now, only Tang Feng and Huo Hui remained in the bedroom.

Tang Feng stood there, awkwardly, fidgeting with his hands.

After all, being naive, he didn't know how to hide his thoughts.

Huo Hui walked up to Tang Feng.

"Tang Feng, your sister-in-law wants to ask you, what did you do with Han Ling just now?" Huo Hui whispered, bringing her face close to Tang Feng's.

The scent of her perfume hit him squarely.

Tang Feng panicked when questioned by his sister-in-law, unsure of how to answer.

"I... Sister Han, we didn't do anything..." he stuttered out.

Seeing his reaction, Huo Hui was certain of her suspicions.

"So you're saying, you and Han Ling did 'that'?"

Huo Hui asked, rhythmically patting her hands twice.

Tang Feng shook his head repeatedly.

"No, I haven't even gotten in yet…"

By the end of his sentence, his voice was barely audible.

He hung his head down, standing there like a child who had done wrong.

Seeing the helpless Tang Feng, Huo Hui felt a surge of anger, not at him but at Han Ling.

She was convinced that if anything had happened, it must have been Han Ling seducing Tang Feng.

The anger was fleeting, and Huo Hui soon calmed down.

He hadn't gotten in...

Meaning Han Ling hadn't succeeded.

"Tang Feng, has your sister-in-law ever asked you if you've done 'that' with a woman before?" Huo Hui asked softly.

Tang Feng looked up seriously and shook his head.

Hearing Tang Feng's response, a sparkle flashed in Huo Hui's eyes.

But quickly, the glimmer faded.

Huo Hui, Huo Hui, what are you thinking? He's your husband's cousin, how could you entertain such thoughts about him, have you become that desperate?

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I..." Tang Feng said, his voice trembling.

He didn't finish his sentence as Huo Hui cut him off.

Huo Hui reached out and stroked his head, her actions filled with tenderness.

"It's okay, your sister-in-law doesn't blame you. You've also had a long day, go to sleep early."

At this moment.

From the next room, strange noises began to filter through.

"Big brother, I want you to help me eat…"