The green skirt billowed, snowy whiteness flashed, accompanied by soft, seductive whispers.
Who knew how long had passed before Jiang Lingsu lay half-dead in Qi Yuan's broad embrace, her jade toes curled and the smooth arches of her feet drawn taut, her beautiful eyes dazed and unfocused.
Several strands of dark hair clung messily to her round fullness.
"Junior Sister, you were still a little too weak," Qi Yuan said, seemingly with a double meaning.
A spark of clarity flashed through Jiang Lingsu's hazy eyes.
"Of course I cannot compare with Senior Brother," Jiang Lingsu murmured. Seemingly recalling something, her pretty face became even more radiant and alluring.
"You need to practice, make up for it, and recuperate properly." Qi Yuan had always possessed high emotional intelligence; he was not the sort of man who only knew how to say, "Drink more hot water."
He could not help but sigh inwardly.
Junior Sister Jiang Lingsu truly did not need any support.
They were just... too big.
"Don't!" Recalling the sensation from before that had left her so enthralled, Jiang Lingsu naturally did not want to stop. She lifted her slender neck, its delicate curve flawless, expectation in her eyes. "I can still do it tomorrow..."
It had to be said.
For her, what had happened in reality was far more exhilarating than anything in her fantasies.
Though she was exhausted to the point that she could hardly indulge him, she still wanted to continue...
That sensation of body, mind, and soul merging and colliding had utterly captivated her.
"Is that so?" Qi Yuan smiled brilliantly. His hand brushed over Jiang Lingsu's exquisite jade toes and smooth instep before closing around her ankle.
Jiang Lingsu's delicate body shuddered, her expression caught between anticipation and resistance.
Supreme Truth Association.
A figure