She lightly bit her red lips and said, "Yuan, take me…"
Hong Yuan's lips curved slightly; he was very patient.
His left hand caressed Ye Zhuyin's silky hair as he murmured pillow talk.
Meanwhile his right hand was moving up and down, and without Ye Zhuyin even realizing it, her clothes had already been peeled off layer by layer by Hong Yuan.
Her plump, tender, snow‑white body was thus laid completely bare before Hong Yuan's eyes.
Hong Yuan drank in the sight to his heart's content, his hands roaming over this flawless jade body.
Under his guidance, Ye Zhuyin let out soft whimpers, her delicate, boneless, seductive moans enough to make one's soul go numb and body go weak. Her tender snowy skin gradually flushed a shy crimson, and her breathing grew hot and rapid.
"Nn…"
With a moan that was half pain, half pleasure, their bodies finally joined, deep and complete.
Ye Zhuyin clutched Hong Yuan with all her strength, crystal droplets quietly slipping from her beautiful eyes.
