This chapter contains light and mild smut. Read it at your own awareness.
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Xian Yijun was normally a man of frightening intellect and self-control, but no matter how rational he was, he was still a man. He was overbearing and fierce, and his breathing became heavier and heavier as he panted.
He tried to open her undergarment, but Wei Zhijuan, who was in a daze, unconsciously reached out her hand and opened the clasp. Seeing her initiative, he chuckled and kissed her lips deeply.
One of his hands reached into her pants and touched her most sensitive and softest spot with his long fingers.
"Ah!" Wei Zhijuan could not help but cry out when she felt the pleasure. Then her mouth was blocked by him again and his tongue stuck into her mouth.
