Time trickled by. After changing and getting ready in the adjoining room, Jiang Yushu returned to the bedroom in her crystal high heels. Her beautiful eyes widened at the chaotic scene on the bed.
By now, the battle between Sun Zhe and Li Zhishan was over. Li Zhishan lay sprawled on the bed, looking utterly ravaged. She panted endlessly, her parted lips releasing soft gasps. Her gorgeous face was covered in a sticky white fluid, some of it matting her hair. Between her parted legs, the slick, stretched entrance to her core seemed unable to close, pulsing open and shut as a thick white fluid slowly trickled out.
Seeing her so miserable is such a thrill! Jiang Yushu savored the sight.
At that moment, Sun Zhe was sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping the white fluid off his mighty weapon with a tissue. As the crisp sound of high heels reached him, he looked up at the approaching Jiang Yushu, and his eyes widened in shock.
"Sister Yu Shu, you look absolutely bewitching!"
