"Ahh...ooh—ohhh!" Taken on two fronts, the dowager marchioness moaned at will, her eyes rolling back as her tongue stuck out. A part of Huan Yi wanted to give Xinzhui a moment of peaceful clarity. But another couldn't stop molesting her. That part won the inner clash, leading the dark god to press his lips on Xinzhui's neck and kiss her neckline.
"No catch, no trick, no side effect—these terms and nothing more. Taotie has already signed the pact. And all that master the Evil Rite...will receive the same offer.
So, little mom, what do you choose?" Huan Yi asked at last, fully aware that at the moment, Xinzhui had already become a breathing ball of lust.
