"Ah, I'm dying, I'm really dying."
"Xiaomeng, how can you make me so happy."
"I want to let you torment me for the rest of my life."
"Oh, my little nemesis, my soul is almost gone." Luo Shuxian felt euphoric, as if her entire being was about to ascend.
Under Zhang Xiaomeng's relentless conquest, Luo Shuxian was utterly defeated, like mud, unable to support herself.
Zhang Xiaomeng, however, was relentless and fought even more ferociously, showing no signs of stopping.
Before long, Luo Shuxian felt something emerging from within her body.
"Ah, Xiaomeng, I've reached it."
Luo Shuxian's body trembled violently, and Zhang Xiaomeng also experienced the ultimate pleasure.
Luo Shuxian, weak and breathless, looked at Zhang Xiaomeng, her brows and eyes as beautiful as a painting, "Xiaomeng, you're too incredible."
"I've never seen a man so formidable."
"There was a moment just now when I felt I was going to die."
