C3 Initial

"Of course!" Zhou Ting responded unhappily: "If you don't believe me, I'll really take it off."

"Hehe, I don't believe it anyway. My stomach doesn't hurt anymore. Should I pull out the needle?" Xia Ping asked.

"Alright, I'll pull it out for you right now." It was more difficult to insert the needles, but drawing the needles was much easier. Zhou Ting extended his hand out and pulled out all nine needles from Xia Ping's body.

"Young lad, your medical skills are quite high. How much is it? I'll give it to you, sister-in-law." Xia Ping asked with a smile.

"Whatever you want is for you to talk to my neighbor." Zhou Ting anxiously refused.

"Talk to you? Where are you looking? " Xia Ping could not help but ask with a smile when he saw Zhou Ting's eyes looking at his chest.

"I can't check you." Zhou Ting said stubbornly.

"Hehe, the place where you checked is not right. I have a stomachache, where are you looking? I see that you haven't seen a woman, so you don't want the money for the treatment either. How about I let you touch her? " Xia Ping suddenly said as he sat up, a warm air current was spat beside Zhou Ting's ears. Zhou Ting felt his head explode, and he almost lost control of it.

Zhou Ting took a deep breath and looked at Sister Ping who was sitting on his bed. Then, he stretched out his hand to push her down onto the bed.

Xia Ping, who hadn't been touched by a man for a long time, only felt an electric current spread throughout his body.

This voice was extremely alluring, as if it gave Zhou Ting unlimited courage. As if a bomb had been ignited, Zhou Ting didn't care about anything else, and fiercely pounced onto Xia Ping's body.

However, morally, Xia Ping was still in a rather bad mood. She held Zhou Ting's head with both hands and wanted to push him away, but under Zhou Ting's provocation, she was unwilling to let him go.

Xia Ping's eyes gradually blurred and her breathing quickened. Originally, she wanted to push away Zhou Ting's hands, but right now, she was hugging Zhou Ting's head even tighter.

After seven to eight minutes, Zhou Ting finally raised his head and gasped for air.

The current Xia Ping's cheeks were flushed red. Glancing coquettishly at Zhou Ting, Xia Ping scolded with a smile: "You little bastard, this time you've taken advantage of me!"

"You're beautiful." At this moment, Zhou Ting looked at the flirtatious Xia Ping, and directly kicked off her shoes and kissed Xia Ping's mouth.

Zhou Ting was not a bad person, and he did not have much of an aversion towards him. Now that he had been touched by Zhou Ting, the defense line in his heart had been lowered by an unlimited amount. He opened his mouth and spit out his tongue, entangling with Zhou Ting's tongue.

And the teasing that Zhou Ting did just now made Xia Ping feel as if his body was unstoppable, flowing unrestrained through his body, as she yearned for Zhou Ting to pick him up.

Seeing that Xia Ping did not resist, and even went along with her kiss, Zhou Ting became even more bold, immediately opening up Xia Ping's belt and pulling down the shorts, completely exposing Xia Ping's even, snow-white legs.

Xia Ping, who had been completely ignited by Zhou Ting, also reached out her hand to grab Zhou Ting's clothes.

The two of them frantically bumped against each other. After nearly an hour, Zhou Ting finally gasped for breath and asked Xia Ping who had already collapsed on top of him, "Sis Pingtian, I'm going!"

"Hmm?" Xia Ping let out a long snort as if she wanted to continue.