Gu Yanting's hand rested on Zhuo Ya's sensitive spot, the scorching heat searing her skin.
Pale-faced, Zhuo Ya looked at Gu Yanting, panting heavily as she called out.
"Gu Yanting."
"Don't be scared, I'll only use my hands and mouth."
The man caressed Zhuo Ya's face with a provocatively affectionate look, bit her chin, then picked her up and set her on the table.
He indeed hadn't used Magic Power's aggressive tactics to drive Zhuo Ya mad.
Because his hands, as if endowed with magic power, nearly made Zhuo Ya collapse.
"Gu Yanting!"
Zhuo Ya kept calling Gu Yanting's name, over and over.
Gu Yanting watched the woman's unraveled appearance, smiling wickedly.
"Do you like it, Ah Ya?"
Barely lifting her eyelids, Zhuo Ya looked up at Gu Yanting who was laughing devilishly on top of her.
"I like it."
Gu Yanting leaned down to kiss Zhuo Ya's lips, bit her gently and then whispered softly, "Ah Ya, you're mine, aren't you?"
"Mhm, I am yours."
