Chapter 231

He buried his face in Marina’s crotch, sniffing the honey-scented, moist scent of her panties… Hmm, it’s intoxicating.

“Xiao Han… not there… you can’t.”

Marina felt the little boy’s face pressed against her private parts, which suddenly gave her a bit of strength. Her two smooth thighs arched, and she gently clamped Nangong Han’s head between them.

However, this won’t stop Nangong Han at all; it’s clearly Marina deliberately trying to get Nangong Han to launch an attack here.

For example, in this position, Nangong Han’s mouth and nose were directly pressed against Marina’s slightly swollen, fresh and tender vulva.…