As he brushed against Luo Qingli's body, Gu Yuying whispered, lecherously, "Qingqing, what do you want? Beg me..."
In the depths of Luo Qingli's eyes lay a certain longing. She bit her lip, but couldn't voice the coy sentiment.
But Gu Yuying had no intention of relenting. He knew every one of Luo Qingli's sensitivities all too well after such a long time.
"Qingqing, you really won't say it? If you don't, I won't enter."
"Sir... I..."
The physical desire was clear, but Luo Qingli still couldn't utter 'beg you.' She could only wordlessly complain at Gu Yuying with her eyes.
"Hehe... Remember, call me hubby. Good girl, I want to hear it..."
Biting her lip, finally, Luo Qingli could no longer endure her physical longing and slowly spoke, "Beg... beg you!"
Gu Yuying laughs, his smile resembling a blooming red rose, so dazzlingly red it was bewitching. "As you wish!"
At the moment of penetration, both found satisfaction.
