At this moment, Wu Xia was like a demon.
His hands clutched at Su Yuxuan's chest and with a fierce strength, he tore her clothes apart.
The rounded, moon-bright, and proudly erect breasts were exposed in an instant.
The delicate nipples, amidst the quivering of the chest, were extraordinarily enticing.
A trace of bitterness flashed through Wu Xia's eyes.
He had never dreamed that his first time with his first love would be like this.
"Husband, be mindful of your emotions; the soul is very sensitive to them,"
Yaoji's reminder immediately brought Wu Xia back to his senses, and he pushed his indifference to the extreme.
He violently grabbed a hold of Su Yuxuan's ample breast, kneading it forcefully, and then coldly scolded her, "Su Yuxuan, if you don't wake up, I'm going to get serious."
Yet, his heart was in utter distress.
He simply couldn't bring himself to be so cruel to his first love goddess.
"Ah!"
