The muzzle pushed past the red lips and probed inside, and the beast's fangs within the mask ground against Chi Yu's moist, soft red tongue, quickly drawing an incoherent response from Chi Yu. He licked the cold, hard muzzle of the beast face, then poked his tongue into the concave surface to lick the ghastly white beast fangs, licking and sucking like a little puppy.
Xie Xiyi's hair-raising, pleasurable laughter rang out, and his other hand, covered in black mist, reached inside and toyed with Chi Yu's tongue.
While Xie Xiyi pinched and kneaded his soft, moist, red tongue, Chi Yu would completely let bygones be bygones and lick Xie Xiyi's fingers covered in black mist, piping hot and dripping wet, completely unaware that he had left a handful of Xie Xiyi's hand covered in saliva.
Ah... Xie Xiyi's hair stood on end all over his body, the pupils behind his mask shrinking to almost a point, and he grew so excited that his cold, malevolent body faintly grew warm-yet this was an illusion, for his body possessed no warmth at all.
Through the black mist and the mask, the tactile sensation was clearly minimal, but Xie Xiyi still never tired of toying with Chi Yu using his hand and the mask.
To an uninformed mortal, such a sight was undoubtedly drinking poison to quench thirst. But spiritual communion was enough to make up for such a regret.
Xie Xiyi's Divine Sense finally reached the edge of the crevice.
The crevice of the Spiritual Realm was the vital place where Divine Sense was generated, so it was naturally more sensitive than Divine Sense itself, as if covered all over with nerves; a single gentle touch brought unbearable, intense stimulation, impossible to tell whether it was pain or pleasure.
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