Sun Zhe lowered his head to stare at those succulent red lips, where he could clearly see the exquisite, delicate lines. As they drew ever closer to his own ferocious beast, Sun Zhe felt his nerves tighten.
Having witnessed this Demoness's venomous, snake-like methods, a genuine fear of getting close to her had taken root in his heart. Yet, for some unknown reason, this proximity to the exquisite Demoness now ignited an indescribable heat within him. It felt as if his very soul was being drawn out, leaving him a mere walking corpse.
HISS...
As the Demoness parted her red lips, the sudden wet warmth and enclosing tightness on little Ah Zhe made Sun Zhe throw his head back with a long, drawn-out cry. In that instant, an extreme, explosive pleasure surged through his body and mind, making every pore tingle as if struck by an electric current.
This exquisite Demoness's skills were masterfully refined, reaching a state of perfection.
