Jiebier's cheeks flushed pink, her cherry lips glistening, her delicate brows drawn together in embarrassment. Yet her arms clung tightly to Han Shuo, her heart pounding with both anticipation and fear.
Han Shuo chuckled wickedly all the way. Before long, he had brought Jiebier to a stone forest not far from his manor. Setting her down, he smiled and stared heatedly at the bashful Jiebier, whispering, "Hehe, do you know what I'm going to do?"
Deeply embarrassed, Jiebier gave a soft murmur and buried her head in Han Shuo's broad chest. She pinched his waist hard with one small hand and breathed into his ear, "You scoundrel. I knew all along I couldn't escape your clutches!"
"Weren't you the one who came to me willingly?" Han Shuo grinned wickedly, his hands stroking Jiebier's snowy wings without restraint. "So beautiful!"
Jiebier had long known of Han Shuo's peculiar sexual interest in her wings. As he freely fondled those sensitive parts, desire stirred within her as well. Her delicate body began trembling uncontrollably, her temperature rising rapidly, and before long, breathless gasps spilled from her lips.
This angelically beautiful woman had tender, snowy skin and a perfectly proportioned, slender body, with straight legs and full breasts. She was immensely alluring from every angle, and those snowy wings in particular filled Han Shuo, who had a taste for the unusual, with an intense desire to possess her.
Clicking his tongue in admiration as he praised Jiebier's beauty, he slid his large hands without hesitation onto the snowy expanse of her breasts despite her instinctive, half-willing resistance. With just a little application of the Demonic Cultivation Art's techniques of arousal, Jiebier immediately blazed with desire, her body growing startlingly hot.
Suddenly scooping Jiebier up, he pressed her against a flat boulder. Han Shuo lifted