Xia Xiyao raised one long leg gently, sliding her hand along its curve while lightly licking her lips, betraying an expression of seduction.
"Xiaoshan, let the storm come even more fiercely!"
Unable to wait any longer, Wu Xiaoshan, where could he wait further, cast away his coat and pounced with the motion of a Big Roc Spreading Wings.
It wasn't until deep into the night that the two of them finally finished.
Hardly a while after finishing, Xia Xiyao beside him had already closed her eyes and sunk into a deep sleep.
Wu Xiaoshan hurriedly reached out to feel her pulse and only then did he feel relieved.
Damn it, thankfully she wasn't knocked unconscious by me.
The sweat from earlier must have made Young Master lose at least two pounds.
After muttering to himself, Wu Xiaoshan quickly fell asleep as well.
The next morning, Xia Xiyao, dragging her weary body, got up early to contact her old clients, informing them about the auction sale.
