Ah——!
As the swelling spread, her body felt as if it was torn in two. Han Qian was in unbearable pain and trembled frantically.
On the other hand, Xia Bei was feeling immensely pleasured.
Along with the heat, the tight and moist embrace, wave upon wave of coolness surged forth, like heavenly rain extinguishing much of his rampant and agitated energy.
Earlier, he absorbed the poison from Yating's body, causing his blood to boil, feeling like he was about to explode.
"No! No! You beast, get away!"
"Go to hell!"
Han Qian struggled helplessly, scratching his back with her nails and biting his shoulder fiercely.
But it was all in vain. Her struggles, her resistance, only fueled Xia Bei's madness. He showed no mercy as he plowed hard.
Never had he been so indulgent, so violent, able to be so reckless, plowing madly without restraint. He didn't know how much time had passed before he let out a low growl and released in bliss...
"You beast!"
