Wen Yaxin, dressed like a stunning vixen, coupled with her proactive allure, was irresistible to Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan hoisted her impossibly long legs, playing with them as he galloped forth.
For a moment, a symphony of delight echoed in the living room.
At times high-pitched and intense, at others subtle and gentle.
Wen Yaxin's face flushed a deep red in response to the vigorous rhythm.
Like someone intoxicated, her eyes gradually became dazed.
Qin Chuan was her savior, her great hero.
Women are creatures that admire strength.
At this moment, she felt an immense satisfaction.
After the intense session, Wen Yaxin lay limp on the bed, gasping for air while her body slightly quivered, emanating an alluring demeanor.
Meanwhile, Qin Chuan wasted no opportunity for cultivation, silently beginning to refine the Spiritual Power gained from Dual Cultivation.
Within just a few minutes, he refined all the Spiritual Power coursing through his body.
