"Ah..."
"No... Zhao Chi... oh..."
Li Dan's moans grew louder, and her body twisted more and more, seemingly resisting, yet somewhat yielding.
But Zhao Chi held her waist tightly, his head still exploring forwards, not giving Li Dan any chance to push him away.
The sight of her white tiger, and its unique scent, had an immense allure for Zhao Chi.
His head kept moving forward until his entire face was pressed against it. The stubble on his face scraped against her tender skin, causing Li Dan to feel incredibly itchy below, involuntarily clamping her beautiful legs around Zhao Chi's head.
Zhao Chi seized the opportunity, latching onto one of the translucent protrusions with his mouth and gently licking it with the tip of his tongue.
"Ah..."
"Zhao Chi... mmm..."
Li Dan curled up completely, tightly hugging Zhao Chi's head as the fire of desire inside her nearly consumed her.
