When the sun rises again.
Lin Fan opened his eyes, looking at Liu Lingfei and Sun Wanqi, who were still sleeping in his arms.
After a night of battle, both women were utterly exhausted.
Yet, even in their deep sleep, they were still tightly gripping his iron pestle.
Their naked bodies, under the sunlight, appeared as white as snow.
Especially Sun Wanqi's full and round bosom, comparable to the size of a volleyball, pressed against him; the feeling was truly comfortable.
The morning's firmness brought a mischievous smile to Lin Fan's lips.
He pulled out his arm from under Liu Lingfei's neck, then rolled over and climbed onto Sun Wanqi.
In her daze, with her legs parted, she didn't realize anything.
Until the dragon was inserted into her body, that feeling of being filled made her suddenly open her eyes.
"You rascal... How can you start so early... tormenting me... Wasn't last night enough..."
The pounding of the iron pestle in and out made Sun Wanqi gasp for breath.
