A Witch's love was heavy, unscrupulous, scorching, and mad.
Yuan Shikai understood this deeply.
One night—or perhaps several nights. In any case, it had never become light outside; Yumina had controlled both day and night.
Yuan Shikai had experienced that heaviness and heat. If Alice became like this in the future, what would he do?
The restraints on Yuan Shikai had long since been undone. He moved the arm and thigh pinning him down, then got up while holding his waist and went to wash up.
He had now experienced a Witch's madness. Honestly, he was a little afraid.
Not long after Yuan Shikai got up, daylight arrived, and Yumina got up as well.
Completely naked, she wandered back and forth in front of Yuan Shikai. Her massive breasts swayed so much they made him dizzy.
After releasing the pressure that had built up over so many years, her complexion had become rosy. In the end, she sat in Yuan Shikai's lap.
Yuan Shikai once again understood the meaning of the saying, "A soft bed is a hero's grave."
If he were not pressed for time, it would not have mattered if he stayed here a while longer. Unfortunately, he really was in a hurry.
Yuan Shikai said, "I've delayed too long. This time, I really have to go."
Yumina said, "Go ahead. It's not like I stopped you. Walk a little farther, and you'll see the exit from this place. As for whether you can return to Earth after that, it'll depend on your luck."
Though it had only been a single night of passion, Yumina was truly satisfied.
Besides relieving some pressure, she had originally had another purpose.
Yet Yuan Shikai's body had brought her unprecedented satisfaction, to the point that she was somewhat addicted to it. That