An Qi was caught entirely off guard, and those pair of clear and bright beautiful eyes that had just recovered a bit of clarity instantly turned hazy once again.
She let out a coquettish, soft cry, and her weak fists pounded softly against Bai Qinchen's shoulder, the trailing end of her voice carrying a soul-stirring tremolo: "You hateful man, I'm begging you."
Looking at An Qi's appearance of pleading mixed with longing, Bai Qinchen's sense of achievement in his heart was met with extreme gratification.
His attack did not stop, but instead, he attacked slowly and torturously within that Water-Curtain Cave, pressing close to the root of her ear as he teased: "Since you can't take it anymore, how about we go out and change to another place to play? Outside, there are still plenty of fresh things waiting for us."
An Qi nodded gently and gave an affirmative response.
Upon seeing this, the corners of Bai Qinchen's mouth curled into an amused smile, and his waist slowly withdrew.
As that heavy, fulfilling sensation slowly receded, An Qi could not help but curl up her body, and a trace of loss unexpectedly arose in her heart.
That illusion of being filled even to the soul was rapidly stripping away at this moment, leaving behind wave after wave of driving-me-mad emptiness.
With a crisp "pop" sound, the exact moment the Baguette/i was completely withdrawn, An Qi only felt that the magma and syrup within her lower abdomen could no longer be restrained and surged out in a gush.
Her beautiful eyes, which were already misty with moisture, instantly widened, and she stared blankly as those syrups and magma trickled down along the edge of the Water-Curtain Cave onto the ground, splashing little traces on the floor.
"This is way too much..."