At this moment, Xi Yao felt light and airy; the intense stimulation from her tender little head didn't bring her much pain but rather created a sensation as if her soul had ascended.
Thinking of this, Xi Yao realized she was shamelessly wet, with a stream of Witch God Essence flowing down her thighs, glistening brilliantly.
Instantly, the room was filled with a captivating fragrance, lingering in the senses.
At this moment, Chen Xiaobei also caught a whiff of that aroma.
Prepared dishes and freshly stir-fried dishes may both be food, but freshly fried always tastes better.
The same goes for Witch God Essence.
Although it's still fragrant in a bottle, no matter how fragrant, it can't compare to Xi Yao's tender little sister, can it?
This is pure, untainted, and completely unprocessed.
Thinking of this, Chen Xiaobei got extremely excited, vigorously pushing Xi Yao's prominent breasts forward, knocking her onto the bed!
