Su Yue's hazy eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, full of fiery desire, her chest heaving intensely, breathing rapidly, the warm breath hitting Chen Nan's face.
She nodded slightly, her voice soft as the dewdrops about to drip from the tender willow bud in spring.
"Mm..." That soft moan carried an enchanting magic.
Seeing this, a flash of surprise appeared in Chen Nan's eyes, like a shooting star in the night sky, followed by a look brimming with fiery desire, a gaze that seemed capable of igniting the air.
He slowly got up, his movements gentle but slightly urgent, his hands gently parted Su Yue's legs, withdrawing his dragon root from her body.
At the same time.
Crystal clear love fluid glistened under the moonlight, that fluid feeling slightly cool yet carrying the residual warmth of their passion.
Su Yue frowned slightly, the sudden emptiness making her feel a bit uncomfortable.
