In this battle, Ling Tianya admitted defeat once again. In stamina, she would never be Ruan Zeyan's opponent.
She didn't know how Ruan Zeyan was planning to torture her or humiliate her. She didn't care either, it was not the first time it had happened anyway.
Even so, when she thought of the few days and nights on Hu Xin Island, Ling Tianya couldn't help but shudder.
Right then, his arrogant, blood-seeking harsh bites had suddenly turned soft and lingering. Ruan Zeyan's initial anger had turned to clinginess, his hand traveled gradually upwards from Ling Tianya's waist, as though wanting to meld the woman into his own flesh. His kiss gradually deepened and deepened, until his hostility had completely vanished into thin air.
Ling Tianya grabbed onto Ruan Zeyan's clothing, his back showing an arousing arching silhouette. Their height difference was absolutely perfect.
