"What a vixen!"
Her simple few words had already set Zhou Chen ablaze, yet she claimed fear?
A load of crap.
Advancing by retreating, pretending to refuse while welcoming, it's just that!
Zhou Chen wrapped Lu Shan's Claw around Yu Wuxin's waist, his unruly hand sliding downward along the smooth waist, squeezing that soft, dreamy, desirable curve!
Smooth and delicate.
Full of elasticity.
"Hmm!"
Yu Wuxin's alluring body trembled lightly, her enticing red lips slightly parted, letting out a moan that made one's blood rush.
Though she wasn't that young anymore, she'd never been with a man before.
"Sister Demon King smells so good!"
Zhou Chen leaned closer to her, gazing at the ample, lofty snow peaks within reach, the faint feminine fragrance mingling with a mesmerizing aroma and a milky scent, making the spirit exhilarated.
Yu Wuxin's chest heated up, her eyes widened in an instant.
Zhou Chen actually bit her...
