Qie Ranzhe made sure he fed his bride both ways on that deserted island and only took him back to the wedding banquet when they were both satisfied.
Satisfied? Yes, Wen Qinxi was satisfied but he was also aching. Only the heavens know how nervous he was with each thrust. He was so afraid to be seen which undoubtedly made it more exciting but it was simply too much pressure.
At some point during sexercise on the beach, he heard something rustling in the bushes and instantly softened down south. His soul flew out of his body at that moment making Qie Ranzhe displeased. Qie Ranzhe had kissed him viciously after that and pounded him like there was no tomorrow. Wen Qinxi got hard from such provocation that the fear he felt earlier was replaced by intense pleasure.
