Just as Qin Wenjun, swaying on her feet, was about to put her clothes back on, Tian Yue’e’s eyes spun and she suddenly said, "I think to be fair, you should let Qingzi, the judge, have a feel. Only after he’s had a turn with his hands can we truly know who’s better."

With blurry, drunken eyes, Qin Wenjun turned to Li Qing, "Will you touch me?"

With the meat already served up to his mouth several times, if Li Qing didn’t eat, it would simply be a waste of manhood.

He gave Qin Wenjun a cheeky eyebrow raise and nodded.

Seeing Li Qing nod, Qin Wenjun’s lips curled up into a smile.

She turned to Tian Yue’e and said, "Then you also have to let him touch."

"Sure, I’m not like some people, all coy and precious about it. Go ahead, touch all you want!" Tian Yue’e declared brazenly.

"Then I’ll give it a try first." Qin Wenjun’s eyes lit up, and she leaned in with a playful laugh.

That attitude of hers was even more eager than how Li Qing had looked when he saw Tian Yue’e’s figure.

Tian Yue’e instantly became alert, "Could you not smile so creepily?"

"What do you mean creepy? I am a woman too, what are you afraid of?" Qin Wenjun muttered discontentedly, and reached into Tian Yue’e’s clothing. Instantly her eyes shone as bright as a sky full of stars.

"Good lord, so big. I can’t even hold them with both my hands. Cows would probably bow down in front of you."

Li Qing scratched his eyebrow, thinking if Qin Wenjun were a man, she would be incredibly lewd.

Wait, she likes women.

No wonder she was so delighted to see Tian Yue’e’s assets.

It was exactly what she wanted.

"Alright, alright, a couple of touches are enough, you’re getting addicted now."

Tian Yue’e, touched by Qin Wenjun’s wandering hands, blushed and began to squirm uncomfortably.

"It feels so comfortable to knead, can I have a taste?" Qin Wenjun looked at Tian Yue’e with longing eyes.

Tian Yue’e took a sharp step back, immediately covering her ample chest with both hands, "What are you talking about!"

"Stingy, just a little taste, it’s no big deal." Qin Wenjun muttered, then turned to face Li Qing, lifting her shirt, "Come on, make it quick."

"If you weren’t the judge today, I wouldn’t let you, you dirty rogue, take advantage."

Li Qing didn’t hesitate to reach out with both hands, slipping them under Qin Wenjun’s shirt.

A bargain delivered to your door shouldn’t be wasted.

Qin Wenjun’s chest was small and perky, just the right size for Li Qing to grasp with one hand.

Holding them was full of elasticity, and they were very smooth.

Qin Wenjun was young, and obviously took good care of herself, so they felt amazing.

Li Qing kneaded them into various shapes, his fingers gently pinching the two little buds at the front.

"Mmm..."

A soft moan escaped from Qin Wenjun’s mouth, and her face suddenly turned red.

Under the influence of alcohol, her face blushed like a ripe cherry, looking extremely pretty.

"Is...isn’t that enough?"

Li Qing shook his head seriously, "I haven’t fully figured it out yet."

"Just hurry up a bit," Qin Wenjun urged.

Li Qing’s mouth curved with a mischievous smile as he gently kneaded the two little red beans.

Big ones have their advantages, but small ones have their own delights.

Qin Wenjun’s pair made Li Qing reluctant to stop touching them.

The youthful perkiness and fullness were just too elastic.

With Li Qing’s relentless teasing, Qin Wenjun’s innocent cheeks grew redder and redder, her eyes glazed over with a misty look, and her long legs pressed tightly together, writhing restlessly.

"Mmm... hmm... is it not done yet?"

A faint moan drifted lightly from those crystal-clear, rosy lips.

Her petite mouth slightly opened, and a breath of warm air spurted between Li Qing’s neck.

A blaze flared up quietly from within his abdomen, swiftly spreading throughout his body.

He could hardly resist the urge to bend down and capture those tempting, glistening lips.

"It’ll be done soon," Li Qing said in a muffled voice.

At that moment, his mind was devoid of any other stray thoughts.

He just wanted to quietly play with those two small, full mounds, to feel their irresistibly soft texture.

Qin Wenjun’s reactions were gradually becoming uncontrollable.

Her body trembled slightly, and the mistiness in her eyes spread like water vapor, while the moans echoed like waves caressed by a gentle breeze, following one after the other.

The sounds she made were melodious, like the warbling of a nightingale, trilling and brief.

"Mmm... hmm... hmm..."

From the corner of his eye, Li Qing saw Tian Yue’e staggeringly helping Han Mei into the room, and then supporting Wu Xingxing.

As the number of people in the courtyard dwindled, Li Qing grew bolder.

He withdrew one hand to lift up Qin Wenjun’s short sleeve and pressed his mouth against it.

A faint fragrance instantly filled his nostrils, making Li Qing feel somewhat lightheaded for a moment.

This was not the scent of any shower gel or laundry detergent; it was purely the body fragrance of a young girl!

With one hand, he held Qin Wenjun tightly in his arms and took her pert little cherry into his mouth.

"Ah... mmm..."

The moaning from Qin Wenjun’s mouth became more urgent.

However, quite uncharacteristically, instead of stopping Li Qing, she arched her mounds firmly against the edge of his mouth.

This subtle move immediately filled Li Qing with joy.

It seemed she enjoyed the sensation and wasn’t in a rush anymore.

As he suckled, Li Qing’s right hand left the small, full mounds that he had nearly pinched red, glided over the smooth and flat belly, and slipped into Qin Wenjun’s skirt.

She did not resist, merely tilting her head back slightly, her moans becoming more and more frantic.

Li Qing’s palm, having pushed aside the thin layer of fabric, smoothly reached the gates, feeling the warmth of the canyon.

The touch was wet and slippery, as if submerged in water.

No wonder Qin Wenjun did not resist or urge him on!

Looking at it this way, she must have already released once.

Having been with many women before, Li Qing was no longer the greenhorn he once was.

He could generally gauge a woman’s state through the degree of moisture.

Inserting a finger, he pushed apart that place and slowly slid in.

Qin Wenjun’s area was so tight it was almost unreasonable!

Li Qing had only used one finger, yet he could feel the intense tightness.

This sensation was almost on par with Han Mei, perhaps even slightly more intense.

After all, Han Mei had already been entered by Li Qing, and there, undoubtedly, was a slight change.

As for Qin Wenjun, this woman who had no man and preferred women, it seemed she had only been taken advantage of by toys.

"Ah... ah..."

Qin Wenjun’s moaning pitch changed, growing louder and more urgent.

She let go of her throat!