"Ah..."
Qin Wushuang immediately let out a tense cry, struggling to pull back her hips, trying to dodge away.
Wu Song suddenly exerted force, tightly holding Qin Wushuang in his arms, their legs and Wu Song's pubic bone pressing tightly together.
The whole length of Wu Song's big spear had also entered Qin Wushuang's little cave.
"Ah..."
Qin Wushuang screamed miserably, feeling like her whole body had been pierced, that big spear was like a thick rolling pin, poking from below up to her heart.
It felt as if even her soul had been prodded out.
So much so that Qin Wushuang's entire body stiffened, her bones seemed to tense all at once, holding onto Wu Song desperately, wishing to hug Wu Song until he fell apart, not daring to move even a tiny bit.
