"Jiang Ting, what are you doing?"

I watched, my breath turning hot.

Jiang Ting’s skin is very fair, and while the apple is not big, it fits perfectly in one hand.

Combined with the youthful, vibrant tremble, it’s incredibly enticing.

Most importantly, she is the white moonlight in my heart, holding a special place within me. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Am I prettier, or are those two vixens prettier?"

Jiang Ting intentionally pushes out her chest with the apple.

"You’re deliberately making it hard for me."

I chuckle inwardly, seeing right through her little scheme.

This is clearly Jiang Ting getting anxious, afraid someone else will snatch me away.

"Yes, I’m making it difficult for you, but like this, you should be able to tell who’s prettier."

Blushing, Jiang Ting unexpectedly takes off her bra.

Those two soft pinks bounce out like rabbits, shaking energetically, providing a visual impact.

The tips on the apples, like freshly budded red tea shoots, stand erect, pink and tender.

I instantly feel heated.

Yet, I feign displeasure: "Anyway, I have nothing to do with you. Even if you’re pretty, what’s the point?"

"Zhang Yang, how can you be so dense? Don’t you get it?"

Jiang Ting is both embarrassed and angry, the tips of her apples turning a shade redder.

"Why should I get it? Just because we’ve broken up, should I beg you?"

I deliberately provoke her.

Her angry demeanor is beautiful, just like back in school.

Her body is the perfect amount of well-proportioned, and that pure and serene charm captivates me.

"Zhang Yang, you didn’t say so before. What do you really want me to do?"

Jiang Ting’s eyes shimmer with a delicate mist.

Suddenly, she recalls something, and her cheeks are enveloped in a flush.

"Is this what you want to be satisfied?"

She unexpectedly rummages through her bag and takes out a toy.

She raises her head, glancing at me, seeing I haven’t responded.

Worried, she stomps her foot and quickly activates the toy, placing it on her apple.

"Zhang Yang, is this good enough?"

The buzzing vibration nearly makes her faint with shame.

Yet she still mimics last time, using the toy to tease the two erect apples.

The buzzing of the toy tingles, transmitting directly to her skin and nerves.

Soon enough, Jiang Ting starts to shiver intensely with embarrassment.

"Mm, ah!"

The shameful pleasure makes her involuntarily moan.

Even her youthful, smooth earlobes are tinged with a charming shade of red.

"Jiang Ting, why do you carry a toy with you?"

I watch, eagerly swallowing.

I truly love this kind of scenario.

I still reminisced for a long time after Jiang Ting demonstrated to me previously.

"It’s all because of you; I was afraid you’d make this request again, otherwise I’d tell my mom, mm..."

Jiang Ting’s hand trembles.

The toy lands right on the apple’s tip.

The intense sensation draws her soul out.

Especially in this corner of the underground garage, where you can hear other people’s footsteps and conversations.

The tension makes her feel even more ashamed.

Quickly, Jiang Ting, as if losing her sanity, holds the toy in one hand, the other recklessly caressing herself.

Her lovely face is awash with rouge, and her hot breaths are like waves.

Until later, Jiang Ting gradually becomes dissatisfied, the hand caressing herself reaching beneath her jeans.

Through the thin fabric, she starts a subtle movement.

"Zhang Yang, isn’t this enough? I’m about to lose it. It feels like ants crawling, both numb and itchy, ah, hiss..."