Yan's legs were almost sore, but Ye Chen was still crazily thrusting there.
"Ye Chen, I'm so tired!" Yan gritted her teeth. The feeling of pain mixed with pleasure was gradually changing, the pain slowly becoming heavier and weighing down one side of the scale, so Yan was finding it hard to hold on.
"Then let's change it up!" Ye Chen immediately lifted Yan up with his hands, hooking her two legs, with them connected intimately. Yan wrapped her arms around Ye Chen's neck, her whole body hanging on Ye Chen like an ornament, and Ye Chen held onto Yan, continuing to thrust intensely.
