"Would you like to create some pink memories with me?"
Qiu Qingtang's voice carried a hint of a tremor, yet it was soft and alluring, easily tugging at one's heartstrings with its melody alone.
Her warm breath lingered on Lu Jin'an's neck, while her long, beautifully shaped legs, clad in black and white over-the-knee silk stockings, rubbed gently against him, tempting his very being.
As she nestled completely into Lu Jin'an's embrace, her breathing grew even more greedy. Though she had never absorbed the spiritual energy of the opposite sex, the yang energy emanating from Lu Jin'an created an impulse within her that was nearly impossible to suppress.
According to Grandma's words, the yang energy that could incite such an impulse was definitely a rare gem in this world... Who truly was the fox spirit?
She inhaled greedily, her gown slightly parted, revealing skin as fair as snow, dazzling and hard to look away from.
