In the evening, at a hotel in Haido.
Lew Qingyi's delicate and pale jade feet stepped on Chen Mo's solid chest muscles, lying beneath him, as the Jade Dragon continuously thrust deep inside her, again and again, very deep. She felt like she had completely plummeted into depravity.
Her twin peaks undulated with the force of the impacts, creating tumultuous waves.
"Come inside, there are activities tomorrow and I can't rest too late."
The remnants of her reasoning allowed her to still think of official matters. The first time, she only found it exciting, but who would have thought it would become more and more addictive? This wasn't good, she always had a sense of instability.
Chen Mo's movements paused, "Qingyi, actually, as long as you're satisfied, I'm fine."
"No, how could I shortchange you like that, give it to me."
