Chen Mo held Annie's delicate body against him with this oppressive posture.
The jade dragon pressed against the golden wheat field below, and the tender sensation transmitted, as hot sticky fluids began to secrete.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"A little... but please cleanse me, Master. I don't want to be the Holy Maiden anymore,"
"Are you serious about this?"
"Yes, I'm controlled by them. None of those things are what I wanted to do. Once you take my virginity as the Holy Maiden, I'll no longer be the Holy Maiden. Actually... I've also been fantasizing about this moment, because they always say that I must never engage in such acts all my life."
Was this a rebellious psychology?
Chen Mo straightened up but the jade dragon still pressed against the Jade Gate, observing the elf closely, noticing her unusually delicate skin, and lifting up a pair of jade feet, delicately similar to those of Eastern women.
"You maintain yourself quite well."
