The grief of the Snow Lady came to a head at that moment, her tears, the tears of Emperor Heart Snow Lotus, were so pure and immaculate. She clung tightly to Qi Yue's neck, as if fearing losing him. Her delicate body was trembling, even spasming a bit. At this moment, Qi Yue was at a loss as to how to comfort her. All he could do was calmly hold her, warming her sadness and coldness with his heart.
The crying of the Snow Lady gradually subsided, sobbing against Qi Yue's chest. Qi Yue gently patted her back. As emotions cooled down, hugging such a slender, beautiful Ice beauty, his body already responded, but he didn't dare to move at this moment, afraid to provoke any stimulus for the Snow Lady. The Snow Lady, because of her sobbing, her body was still slightly trembling, the fullness of her firm buttocks continually rubbing against him, causing Qi Yue to experience both pain and pleasure.
