"Q-Qingyi... what are you nghnn... doing?" Lingxue asked, her eyes filled with shock as Qingyi opened her dress, his lips immediately closing around one of her pink, soft nipples.
"Recovering my energy..." Qingyi replied, grabbing Lingxue's huge tits with both hands and squeezing them, feeling the first spurt of that hot, creamy liquid invade his lips.
It was, in fact, the richest Qi milk he had ever felt in his entire life, his Qi reserves trembling as his body filled with power.
"Aghnn... is that milk?" Lingxue moaned as she felt Qingyi's hands moving over her pale, huge breasts as if he were milking a cow.
It was good that his energy was recovering, but did he have to do it in such an inappropriate and embarrassing way?
She pressed her hands against Qingyi's strong shoulders, but did not push him away.
Turning around, she faced Lanyin, whose face was flushed, watching in shock at how excitedly her matriarch's fluffy tail was moving as that man touched her.
