"Y-You have changed so much," Xia Ying suddenly spoke, her voice trembling as she tried to halt Xia Tian.
"Have I?" asked Xia Tian, his tone filled with faked curiosity.
"Mhm," Xia Ying nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Y-You were never this aggressive before..." She whispered quietly, her buttocks constantly shifting in search of a comfortable position, desperately trying to avoid the rod that poked her from behind. Her hands, once defiant, now surrendered.
"H-How are you so good at everything?" she asked, her voice laced with a mix of awe and confusion.
Xia Tian, fueled by anticipation, withheld an answer, cherishing the impending arrival of nightfall.
There was a certain thrill in taking her here, under the cover of darkness, knowing that her moans would disrupt the sleep of the unsuspecting residents.
