"Ye Chen, stop..." Li Ruo murmured softly.
However, Ye Chen didn't heed his words. Ye Chen understood that when a woman says no in bed, it definitely means she wants it. The more fiercely she struggles, the more she desires it inside. So, Ye Chen decisively moved from Li Ruo's chest downward, teasing every inch of her skin with the tip of his tongue, making Li Ruo feel even more tingling, as if tiny currents of electricity were flowing all over her body.
Ye Chen decisively pulled down Li Ruo's panties. Li Ruo didn't even have the strength to resist; her hands tightly embraced Ye Chen's head. Ye Chen kissed all the way to Li Ruo's patch of lightly colored grasses, then, with blazing eyes, gazed at her mysterious area, already awash in a flood. Now, it had become a trickling stream, compelling Ye Chen to take a closer look.
Ye Chen gently caressed with his fingers.
