Only the woman's instinct and piety remained.
She imitated Yue Rou's appearance from just a moment ago, trying hard to part her red lips and attempting to swallow that scalding Baguette deeper.
Even though a strong sensation of a foreign object came from deep within her throat, making her unable to help physically retching, the moment she thought of Yue Rou's effortless demeanor just then and the expression of enjoyment on Bai Qinchen's face, a surge of unwillingness to lose welled up in her heart.
She could not lose!
She wanted to make Bai Qinchen feel the same joy as Yue Rou, or even surpass Yue Rou! This intense thought transformed into all of her motivation.
Bo Saixi raised those azure-blue, beautiful eyes that were misted with passion, looking foolishly at the man before her. Her hand also subconsciously grasped the base of the Baguette, and her clove tongue clumsily yet diligently spun at the tip, carrying a resolute piety with every swallow.
Bai Qinchen felt this completely different service from Bo Saixi.
If Yue Rou was an experienced and skilled enchantress whose every action aimed to stir the deepest flames in a man, then Bo Saixi at this moment was like the most pious believer, using a nearly pilgrimage-like mindset to clumsily yet fanatically serve her deity.
Her technique was crude and her actions were clumsy, but that unreserved, all-out effort to please and devote brought a different, deeper sense of conquest.
Bai Qinchen's heart was filled with joy. He slowly reached out and gently stroked Bo Saixi's smooth blue hair, his fingertips passing through the strands and feeling the slight shudder transmitted from her scalp due to tension and excitement.
"Well done, my Bo Saixi."
His deep voice, carrying approval, was like an oracle handed down from the