"If it hadn't been for your constitution, you would have exploded." Ruxue moved her hands from Qingyi's hair, pressing them against his back.
"Don't resist..." She instructed, guiding her Qi towards Qingyi's body, helping him to circulate his energy and calm his Dantian.
The handsome young man obviously didn't resist. Ruxue had an infinitely superior comprehension of Qi, giving her the reins was only the smartest thing to do.
He grabbed her breasts tightly, sucking in the sweet, creamy, Qi-rich liquid, feeling the soft nipples harden on the tip of his tongue.
After long minutes, Qingyi's Qi finally stabilized.
Ruxue's nipples slipped from his lips with a wet pop, the white liquid glistening against the light purple of her aureoles before dripping down the pale, flawless skin of her huge tits.
"Finally becoming a caring wife?" Qingyi laughed, watching her face change.
