Ohashi Yui's face turned crimson, full of shyness, "As long as Mr. Yanagida likes, you can enter Yui's body at any time."
Xu Wendong couldn't hold back any longer.
Immediately, he mounted his "horse," beginning a gentle collision.
This time, Ohashi Yui's performance was very different, because she no longer feared being backfired by the Eight-Forked Serpent. She could completely please Xu Wendong without reservation.
She even mentioned the matter of drinking soy milk.
Though Xu Wendong had been with countless women, no one had ever drunk his soy milk. Despite his resistance to this, seeing Ohashi Yui's intoxicated expression, an inexplicable sense of achievement arose in his heart.
Knock, knock, knock!
The next day.
As Xu Wendong and Ohashi Yui lay together in slumber, the sound of knocking on the door interrupted their sleep.
"Mr. Yanagida, please rest. I'll get the door," Ohashi Yui sat up weakly.
