It wasn't until she had filled more than half of the 15-milliliter syringe with her blood that Ji Shuixiu finally stopped.
She pulled out the syringe, removed the needle, and then returned to the bed. Placing the syringe, now mostly filled with blood, on the bedside table, Ji Shuixiu listened for any movement from the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of running water, she felt relieved and, on the bed, lifted the hem of her pajamas, quickly removed her panties, and spread her plump, round, and snow-white legs wide apart, looking down.
"This little rascal, he doesn't know how to cherish a woman at all!" Ji Shuixiu couldn't help but mutter under her breath because she noticed that her youthful, pink, and tender pussy was slightly swollen, a clear indication of how fiercely the young man had fucked her just now.
Although she was scolding Ye Fei in words, Ji Shuixiu's heart was in turmoil.
