Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue's kiss lasted a long time.
Having gone so long without experiencing it, Qian Renxue was completely unable to withstand Ye Qiu's stamina.
She was the first to run out of breath, her eyes rolling back slightly.
Her body went limp against Ye Qiu.
Soft moans escaped her mouth and nose, sounding like both pleas for help and complaints.
Ye Qiu stopped at the right moment and slowly raised his head. Qian Renxue seemed to have been given a new lease on life.
Her cherry lips hung open.
Her tongue unconsciously lolled and swayed as she gulped down air in a daze.
Leaning against Ye Qiu, a glistening trail of saliva hung from the corner of her lips.
She was immersed in Ye Qiu's embrace.
Watching this scene,
Qian Jun Douluo and Jiang Mo Douluo could hardly believe their eyes.
Xiao Xue was actually showing such a lovestruck expression.
Ye Qiu held Qian Renxue like that, gently stroking her face and wiping away the saliva spilling from her lips.
Once Qian Renxue came back to her senses, she was unbearably embarrassed.
Yet she also dearly missed this feeling, burying her head tightly in Ye Qiu's chest.
"Xue'er, have you been tired lately?"
Ye Qiu chuckled and rubbed the golden hair atop Qian Renxue's head.
Qian Renxue was just about to speak.
But noticing the moisture on her lips, she blushed and wiped them against Ye Qiu's clothes.
She raised her eyes and shot Ye Qiu a glare.
"It's nothing tiring. Compared to you, I've had it much more peaceful."
Unlike the Qian Renxue of the past, Qian Renxue's eyes were now filled with heartache. The killing intent around Ye Qiu was simply far too dense.
How many people would one have to kill to accumulate so