And along the shore covered with soft velvet blankets, Xiong Shaoqing's kisses were like fine raindrops, sliding from Hu Liena's smooth forehead to the tip of her perky nose, and finally lingering on her slender waist that could be gripped in a single handful.
His large hands, bearing light calluses, formed a sharp contrast with her skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade. Every rough rub made Hu Liena's body tremble uncontrollably like an electric shock.
"Shaoqing... Don't torment me..."
Hu Liena tilted her slender, fair swan neck, and a cascade of long golden hair scattered messily across the velvet blanket.
A seductive flush bloomed at the corners of her eyes, and her fox-like eyes, usually so high and aloof, were filled with misty, hazy liquid at this moment.
Xiong Shaoqing propped himself up with one hand beside her ear, looking down from above to admire this peerless, famous flower that had completely bloomed under his body, flames that wanted to swallow her whole burning in his deep black pupils.
"What's the rush? My Saintess Hall, the most beautiful scenery always needs to be savored carefully."
The corners of Xiong Shaoqing's mouth hooked into an evil, dominating smile, and he lowered his head to bite lightly on her collarbone, leaving an ambiguous red mark.
"When the golden wind and dew meet, they surpass countless people in the mortal world. Tonight, you are a million times more charming than the full spring scenery of this entire valley."
Accompanied by the man's low and seductive voice, Xiong Shaoqing's waist suddenly sank, like a sharp sword, fiercely piercing through the tender barrier that had guarded her for twenty years.
"Mmph!"
Hu Liena's long, straight legs instantly tensed, and her ten fingers locked tightly into Xiong Shaoqing's broad back, even leaving a few scratch marks