C320 As Expected of an Old Wolf

Hua Murong only felt Wang Xiaoshi's hand gently massaging her flat abdomen. His massage was gentle, yet it was like a burning red coal, extremely scorching.

Not only did his skin feel hot, but his lower abdomen was also warm, as if there was a small stove hidden inside.

Not only that, with her lower abdomen as the center, this warm feeling spread to the surroundings