Wei Qi's beautiful eyes were wide with confusion as she stared at the doorway; she saw Li Fengchun's figure already ascending the stairs, which while making Wei Qi anxious, also heightened her sensitivity.
At that moment, it seemed as if time stood still, even the sound of Li Fengchun's footsteps seemed to echo in her ears at an excruciatingly slow pace.
However, the man behind her was fiercely thrusting into her body, each collision bringing her endless pleasure, a feeling so intense it made her brain crash, plunging her into an uncontrollable state of ecstatic flight.
Then, the intense pounding from behind suddenly stopped, which made Wei Qi turn her resentful and Unsatisfied gaze back at Zhao Chi. Being intimate with Zhao Chi felt unbelievably good, and Wei Qi had unwittingly become addicted, falling deeper and unable to extricate herself.
