I was utterly comfortable, continually savoring the sweet fragrance from her lips. That tantalizing sweetness had me utterly captivated.
Meanwhile, down below, I was relentlessly pressing against the entrance to her enigmatic Peach Garden, swelling with pride.
She was already wearing something particularly thin today, so I could clearly feel the warmth radiating from that mysterious Holy Land.
I don't know how much time had passed, but only when I was gasping for breath did I finally let her go.
The strands of glistening fluids binding our lips and teeth together, coupled with the blush on her petite face, her alluring eyes—she painted a picture of irresistible temptation.
"You… you jerk, bullying me again." Liu Anqi had finally snapped out of it, glaring daggers at me before raising her hand to slap me.
But in the end, her hand didn't fall.
