Gulp!
Yang Cheng gently swallowed, his gaze locked on the breathtaking scenery before him; inside, his wicked fire surged upward, and his body was suddenly taut as a drawn sword.
So... so amazing!
Lying on the bed, Chu Xiaoyu saw Yang Cheng's intimidating silhouette and couldn't hide the shock in her eyes; her usual calm vanished in a flash, replaced by a restless heat, and her breathing grew rapid and shallow.
Even through his pants, she could sense Yang Cheng's formidable presence.
If something really happened between us... wouldn't that feel heavenly?
Being stared at like that by Chu Xiaoyu, Yang Cheng felt a little embarrassed; he instantly began circulating his Cultivation Technique, hoping True Qi would suppress the burning desire inside him, but facing that alluring body, even True Qi failed him now.
Seeing he couldn't control it, he immediately crouched down, using the bed to block the awkward area.
"Hehehe..."
