After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he noticed that Pei Yuyan had no reaction.
This struck Zhang Yang as odd. "Sister, did you fall asleep?"
Still receiving no response, Zhang Yang slowly lifted Pei Yuyan's skirt and realized that she was not wearing anything underneath.
He then figured it out—probably Cheng Yue had forgotten to prepare underwear for Pei Yuyan, since her panties had already been soaked and most likely had been washed.
Boy oh boy, seeing that plump, juicy butt, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel his heart race.
He immediately reached out and touched it. So big, so soft.
What made Zhang Yang chuckle was that Cheng Yue also reached out and took a feel.
Clearly, Cheng Yue seemed to envy such a beautiful butt, which probably every woman envies.
Cheng Yue gave Zhang Yang a thumbs-up, as if praising him for his good luck.
Zhang Yang pushed Cheng Yue's hand aside, worried that Pei Yuyan might feel it wasn't his hand touching her bottom.
