Chapter 5
"Uh..."
Wu Song was instantly dumbfounded.
He looked down at the snow-white thighs.
At this moment, he was staring intently at Wu Song’s crotch.
The rolling pin that had just quieted down was now eager to rise again.
Wu Song was shocked, secretly telling himself not to rise, not to rise, or else he would really be in trouble.
Sun Taoxiang was also stunned, staring at the spot on her thigh.
Even though Wu Song hadn’t fully risen, the rolling pin had become semi-hard, pressing against Sun Taoxiang’s thigh.
As someone who had been through it all, although she had been a widow for over ten years, she knew about these things between men and women.
But she had never heard of such a large one before.
She even suspected that Wu Song had something else in his pants.
And not his "thing."