Late at night.
In the airplane bathroom.
At Han Xinyue's urging, Sun Zhe said no more and lunged forward without a shred of tenderness.
"Aah..."
The lonely inner sanctum was suddenly filled. The long-lost, exquisite sensation made Han Xinyue throw her head back and let out a long cry, like a swan in its final moments.
"Why did you have to go so deep right away? Are you trying to kill me?"
"Can't you be a bit gentler?"
Ignoring her coquettish complaints, Sun Zhe suddenly reached out and grabbed the ponytail she had tied up with her panties. As if gripping the reins, he used his hold to launch a fierce assault on her within the cramped bathroom.
After a short while, Sun Zhe suddenly felt a cool stream of energy flow into his Dantian.
Under Han Xinyue's control, that cool energy began to spread through his Eight Extraordinary Meridians, dispelling the traces of the tumor-like Ice and Fire True Qi that lingered in his body.
