Qin Qi let out a long sigh of relief.
Very soon, Yan Shuiming said, "My breasts, you can play with them however you like. As long as you're able to transmit the Yang Qi successfully into my body!"
Hearing this, Qin Qi felt as if he'd been given permission; his eyes lit up, and he started recklessly fondling and kneading her.
No denying it, these cultivators' apparent age is really just a façade.
This Yan Shuiming has lived for several hundreds of years, yet this little white rabbit is still so perky and firm—the touch is absolutely exquisite.
Beneath his caresses, Yan Shuiming started feeling something soon enough.
She gently bit her red lips, eyes swirling with a seductive charm, "Little guy, you really know what you're doing!"
Qin Qi still didn't dare go too far, saying, "This junior wouldn't dare!"
But Yan Shuiming's gaze was sultry, looking entirely pleased and relaxed.
"Mmm~"
She laughed softly, "It's fine, at least you make me feel pretty good!"
