Su Yan was the goddess of many, but no one saw her enticing charm like it was at this moment.
Perhaps it existed only in other people's imaginations, but Chen Mo actually saw it.
Even Chen Mo didn't expect that the goddess whose attitude remained tough even after he had taken her "first blood" could play to this extent. It wasn't really surprising, though; when emotions peak, anyone would act like this, with no shame at all.
A petite hand was helping Chen Mo position himself when he thrust forward.
"Ah..."
Su Yan's delicate body also rose from the water, her twin peaks breaching the surface, blindingly white.
Then Chen Mo began to move slowly, rhythmically, while he took Su Yan's jade foot in his hands and started nibbling. Her foot was so tender, the nails well-trimmed, indicating meticulous care, rich in collagen, appearing crystal clear and translucent.
The jade dragon slid in and out slowly, setting the rhythm that made Su Yan rise and fall in the water.
