Mei's "Of course not—" had not even left her mouth when she suddenly let out a sigh.
The unparalleled fullness left her unable to say a word for a moment.
Xu Qi had no need to hesitate much when it came to Mei.
The winding path that perfectly accommodated her had been so slick from the very beginning that it made her heart tremble.
Before long, melodious sounds echoed through the room. The black dress lay scattered and swayed about like an elf's wings, dancing without end.
"Xu Qi... Xu Qi... Promise me you won't get hurt for another woman, okay? Otherwise, I'll really get jealous—the kind that can't be soothed no matter how much you coax me."
"Mei..."
"Mmh... Don't answer. Let me feel your love! Xu Qi..."
No one knew how much time had passed.
When love poured down like the Milky Way, Mei felt a happiness she had never experienced before.
Xu Qi pressed against Mei, panting faintly, yet the heat in his eyes showed no sign of fading.
Naturally, Mei noticed her lover's gaze as well.
She said softly, "Carry me to the bed."
Xu Qi obediently picked Mei up, and the two of them collapsed onto the bed.
Mei reached out and caressed his face. Feeling Xu Qi's presence envelop her, she became somewhat dazed. Xu Qi was infatuated with everything about Mei, and how could Mei not be equally infatuated with everything about Xu Qi?
Actually, she was very prone to jealousy. Every time she saw another girl appear beside Xu Qi, she had to drain him dry to ease that jealousy.
This time was naturally no exception.
Mei had a feeling that before long, there would be Sirin outside and Fu Xian'er at home. Either way, there was bound to be one more.