"P-Please… Righteous Sword… I can't bear it anymore. It hurts too much… Please, help me…"
Li Feng looked down at her and gave a wry smile.
'What a ridiculous and potent aphrodisiac.'
Even he could feel it spreading through him, a low heat that refused to fade no matter how firmly he tried to suppress it.
His cultivation and his physical body were both far beyond ordinary standards, and still the drug reached him somewhat.
If even he could feel it, how was Meng Wan supposed to endure it?
Her trembling grew stronger in his arms.
The faint pink glow in her eyes brightened as another wave of burning heat swept through her, forcing a soft, broken sob from her lips.
She pressed herself closer to his chest on instinct, seeking relief in the warmth and steadiness of his embrace.
The heavy weight of her breasts flattened and shifted against him, the full curves molding to the solid muscle beneath his torn robes.
Li Feng's arm tightened around her waist.
