"Mm."
Hou Qian found it hard to refuse even this small request from Lin Tian.
Did she not realize that refusing to let Lin Tian have his way with her had already demanded of her an unprecedented resolve?
Lin Tian pulled Hou Qian into his embrace.
"Ah..."
Hou Qian's body softened, sapped of all strength, collapsing into Lin Tian's arms.
Her desire grew fiercer under the continuous influence of the Yin-Yang Divine Skill.
Lin Tian, inhaling the fragrance of Hou Qian's body, breathed heavily, the breath teasing her tender skin.
When Lin Tian kissed Hou Qian's earlobe, she trembled and her voice quivered.
"No... no!!"
She couldn't handle Lin Tian kissing her earlobe, feeling as if a million ants were crawling inside her.
Lin Tian didn't listen and kissed her snow-white, delicate neck.
At the same time, his hands mischievously caressed Hou Qian's bouncy buttocks again.
"Mm!"
Hou Qian moaned.
Lin Tian felt a strong reaction, pressing against Hou Qian's soft place.
"Ah..."
