Wu Xia was even more crazed.
Although his heart was bleeding and he was in pain, he had already driven himself to madness.
Whether it was Su Yuxuan's captivating figure or the comforting sensation of her tender opening enveloping him.
Even the guilt in his heart.
All of these continuously reminded Wu Xia that Su Yuxuan could not die, she must live, even if it was just to survive for the sake of hatred.
"Mmm... Ah... Ahhhhh..."
Finally, under Wu Xia's relentless and unceasing convulsions, Su Yuxuan finally let out moans of pleasure.
Tears streamed down from her eyes. She didn't want to moan, but her body's instincts compelled her to make sounds.
"Haha!"
Wu Xia also let out a satisfied laugh, because as long as Su Yuxuan moaned, it proved that her soul and body had perfectly fused.
Next, he only needed to ensure Su Yuxuan stopped seeking any ways out.
"Su Yuxuan, feels amazing, right?"
