C25 Lion's Mouth

In the middle of the morning, the sun had yet to reach its zenith, but the sky was already extremely hot. Yi Xiaoqiao was covered in sweat, and had long since soaked his underclothes.

"Lady, my lady!" Peach gave a stern shout and pressed down on Yi Xiaoqiao's hands. "Don't pummel, don't pummel. Are you crazy? If someone saw you, you'd have to get married!"

Yi Xiaoqiao stroked her chest