Bo Yan's stimulation finally reached a critical point, and Xia Siyu felt as if the door to a new world had opened for her. Her whole body began to twitch slightly, "Faster, faster!"
"Faster, what?" Bo Yan's tone was also quite unsteady. But he knew he had to hold his ground for the final step of the long march.
Xia Siyu glared at him, her eyes were well-shaped, round and almond-like. When she smiled, they would squint into crescent moons, when she was angry, they would widen like a cat's, and when she cried, they would mist over, as if they were created specifically for acting.
At this moment, she resembled an angered kitten, her eyes big and round but devoid of any deterrence, and instead exuded an adorable quality, tempting one to tease her even more.
