"You have the energy to provoke me but not enough to finish? Huh?"
Lord Quan the Fourth, having suppressed his energy for so long, finally had his way smoothly tonight. His manner was naturally wild beyond measure, every thrust reaching the depths, making her cry out continuously without showing any mercy, unleashing all his pent-up aggression to the fullest.
Bastard! Bastard!
Feeling her heart nearly leap out of her throat, Zhan Se helplessly sighed, softly gasping, "Fourth Brother, gently, gently..."
"Still laughing, aren't you?" The man obviously still remembered the grudge, holding her waist even tighter, lifting her up, and positioning her in an even more embarrassing stance. His rhythm was so savage it seemed like he wanted to tear her apart.
"I, I promise... I won't laugh anymore..."
"Too late for that now!"
