A soul-shattering, agonizing scream pierced the silence of the forest.
Feng Nü's eyes instantly widened to the limit, her body abruptly tensing into a fully drawn bow.
That unprecedented tearing sensation and the feeling of being forcibly stretched to fullness left her mind completely blank.
She could clearly feel how that piping-hot baguette was conducting a step-by-step adventure exploration, carrying the lingering scent of Baihe, overbearingly and without a shred of pity carving out new territory, right until it reached the deepest depths where no outside object had ever touched before.
That tearing pain, accompanied by an unprecedented sense of fulfillment, instantly drained away Feng Nü's consciousness.
She frantically wanted to escape, but the large hand Bai Qinchen had wrapped around her waist was as immovable as an iron hoop, nailing her firmly in place to endure this storm-like assault.
"How does it feel now, my dear Feng Nü?" Bai Qinchen asked while continuing his assault. "Did that chef husband of yours ever let you experience such profound love? Such happiness?"
"You, shut up, ugh ah!"
Feng Nü wanted to rage and scold, but Bai Qinchen's assault abruptly intensified, shattering all her words into song.
"No, it shouldn't be like this..." Feng Nü cried out in despair within her heart.
She clearly felt that her body, which had originally grown stiff from excruciating pain, actually began to cooperate involuntarily under this increasingly ferocious assault.
That Water-Curtain Cave was spilling out even more magma with every single strike, as if joyfully cheering on Bai Qinchen's assault.
"Hehe, the body really is the most honest thing." Sensing the changes in her body acutely, Bai Qinchen let the smile at the corners of his mouth grow more playful. "Saying no with your mouth, yet contracting so tightly inside, and with so much magma