A warmth attacked the softness of her chest, and Wei Anning's entire body trembled nonstop, her heart beating at a frequency near madness. Her body softened and she fell back onto the man's lap, involuntarily letting out a moan.
Leng Youchen's body was taut, and hearing her moan, almost like that of a languid cat, his scalp tightened, and his body instantly reacted.
This tempting Little Demon!
He opened his mouth and bit her through her clothes.
"Leng Youchen... hmm..." She no longer had the slightest strength to resist his willful behavior.
She thought this level of stimulus was already the limit, yet he had ways to torture her to the point of death.
She gasped sharply, lifting her upper body and staring at him in disbelief. Her short, stiff hair stood on end, a sign that the man's temper was not good.
At this moment, the torment of being pushed and pulled nearly drove her insane.
How could he do such a shameful thing to her?
