"Ah—" Cen Pan raised her head high and screamed. The feeling of her body being filled made her feel satisfied and uncomfortable.
She was carried up by Ye Xiao with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Her small breasts kept moving with the fleshy stick in them. In this position, Ye Xiao actually carried her and walked in the study room.
"Ahhh…"
Her hands were still tied, so Cen Pan could not move. She could only place all her weight on him.
Ye Xiao lowered his head and sealed her lips with his. Their breaths mingled.
"Don't… I can't take it anymore…"
Cen Pan's sobbing pleas sounded. At this moment, her entire body was flushed, and she seemed to be covered in a layer of light that made it difficult for one to open their eyes.
