Zhao Chi didn't understand the concept of cherishing the jade at all, he just opened his mouth and clamped onto that delicate little cherry on Wei Qi's chest, then went on a rampage of crazy biting and gnawing.
"It hurts... so much... Ha... Ah... you... be gentler... Zhao Chi! You maniac... Ah..." Faced with Zhao Chi's brutal ravaging, Wei Qi was utterly powerless to resist, only able to continuously struggle with her tender body.
However, Wei Qi's feeble struggles were like those of a lamb waiting for slaughter in front of a tiger like Zhao Chi, with nothing to do but submit helplessly. They were utterly ineffective.
Wei Qi's struggle not only failed to free her from Zhao Chi's grip, but it appeared as if she were cooperating with his beastly assault. Her soft struggles twisted, rubbing against Zhao Chi's body, further igniting the beastly desire within him, making his actions even more violent and frenzied.
