"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

He held Su Man's lips, slowly and forcefully tracing the shape of her lips.

More skilled and more comfortable than last time.

Su Man felt weak all over and leaned on him. It was obvious that she was the one who was taking advantage.

Why does it feel like the situation has reversed now?

"Wife, take a breath?"

Lin Ye kissed the corner of Su Man's lips, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Su Man finally came to her senses and realized that she had almost suffocated to death.

Also, why is this bastard laughing so happily?

Lin Ye was afraid that someone would see the two of them kissing, and the little girl would be so embarrassed.

He let go of Su Man, wiped the blood from her lips, and prepared to go home.

Su Man felt a little unsatisfied and bit her lip.

"That's it? Not going on?"

Lin Ye chuckled helplessly and nodded her head.

"What are you thinking about all day? How can I move my legs like this?"

Su Man touched the place where he had pointed and said dissatisfiedly.

"I can move on my own!"

How difficult could that be? In her previous life, she heard the men's nurse in the hospital say that for most men, no matter how loudly they screamed, it would only take a few minutes.

Now Lin Ye was like a piece of Tang Monk's meat hanging in front of her, and she had to taste it up and down.

"you?"

Lin Ye glanced at Su Man's small waist, which was not much wider than his palm. How many times could she possibly struggle with that? Never mind.

He lifted Su Man to his chest, started his motorcycle and went home.

Su Man gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, hey, Lin Ye, what do you mean by that look? Don't you believe me? If you have the guts, let me try..."