He closed his eyes, his expression was immersed and enjoying, as if he was riding happily in her body...
"Are you comfortable?" Her face was as cold as a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, but her tone was extremely gentle.
"Jingyun..." He almost hummed, "Open your legs a little more and let me go deeper!" His voice was full of urgency and hunger.
She was averse to the cold, and the hairs all over her body stood on end. She reflexively closed her legs together and said through gritted teeth, "When did I get into trouble with such a pervert like you!"
He exhaled as if he was trying to control himself before answering seriously, "On the southern outskirts of the capital, by the Lost Soul River. Have you forgotten?"
"Hmph." She snorted coldly, "I really don't remember, I'm just depressed that you bumped into me." It was really her bad luck for eight lifetimes.
"You are wrong." He shook his head, "When you were bathing in the Soul-Losing River, I was already there. First come, first served. You bumped into me."
"It's bad luck for me to be seen by you. But I didn't provoke you. Can't you just pretend I didn't see it?"
"Who made you arouse my sexual interest?" His evil-blooded pupils were filled with the light of hunting, "What this king is interested in, whether it is a woman, an object, or the vast country of Qi Tian Kingdom,
There’s nothing you can’t get!”
She had an indifferent look on her face, as if she was not interested in any of this, "Your vision is really special."
"You mean your ugly appearance back then?" He didn't deny it. "Whether it's your body or your face, your face is covered with malignant sores and thick drainage. It's simply too horrible to look at."
"Then you still..."
"Didn't you say that when you look at people, you never care about appearance. I am the same..." Originally he wanted to say that he didn't care about a woman's appearance, but he still cared about a woman's appearance before. At least, it was to 'warm up' him.
Women, even if they are not stunningly beautiful, are at least pretty.
She glanced at him with watery eyes, "Why, do you know the importance of a woman's appearance?" Whether it is modern or ancient times, beauties are always popular, and men are visual animals.
"I do not deny that women are prettier and are indeed eye-catching. However, no matter how beautiful a woman is, I have never taken a closer look." His cold and evil voice paused, "Except for you."
She curled her lips in disdain and heard him say again, "No matter how you look, I don't mind."
"so what?"
"No, it only means that you are destined to be unable to escape." He looked at her closed legs regretfully, with a look of unfinished expression on his face, "I haven't vented my feelings yet, and you interrupted me halfway, so let me
'Get' it in..."
She seemed to have heard a joke, "I can't stand it anymore, so I still talk about venting. Since the leader regained his identity as the Shang King, he likes to make jokes."
"As smart as you are, you should know..." He looked straight into her beautiful and clear pupils with blazing eyes, "Sometimes spiritual enjoyment is also a kind of artistic conception."
She sneered, "For things like sexual desire, it's better to find someone to actually solve the problem than to dream about it in broad daylight."
"I think so." He looked at her with a gaze that seemed to melt her, "It's a pity that now I am only interested in you sexually."
"So." She nodded honestly, "The famous Banyue Cult Master, the distinguished Prince Shang, the Third Prince - I won't mention them anymore."
"Therefore..." He opened his lips evilly and closed his eyes. His expression was immersed and enjoyable, as if he was riding happily in her body...
"Are you comfortable?" Her face was as cold as a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, but her tone was extremely gentle.
"Jingyun..." He almost hummed, "Open your legs a little more and let me go deeper!" His voice was full of urgency and hunger.
She was averse to the cold, and the hairs all over her body stood on end. She reflexively closed her legs together and said through gritted teeth, "When did I get into trouble with such a pervert like you!"
He exhaled as if he was trying to control himself before answering seriously, "On the southern outskirts of the capital, by the Lost Soul River. Have you forgotten?"
"Hmph." She snorted coldly, "I really don't remember, I'm just depressed that you bumped into me." It was really her bad luck for eight lifetimes.
"You are wrong." He shook his head, "When you were bathing in the Soul-Losing River, I was already there. First come, first served. You bumped into me."
"It's bad luck for me to be seen by you. But I didn't provoke you. Can't you just pretend I didn't see it?"
"Who made you arouse my sexual interest?" His evil-blooded pupils were filled with the light of hunting, "What this king is interested in, whether it is a woman, an object, or the vast country of Qi Tian Kingdom,
There’s nothing you can’t get!”
She had an indifferent look on her face, as if she was not interested in any of this, "Your vision is really special."
"You mean your ugly appearance back then?" He didn't deny it. "Whether it's your body or your face, your face is covered with malignant sores and thick drainage. It's simply too horrible to look at."
"Then you still..."
"Didn't you say that when you look at people, you never care about appearance. I am the same..." Originally he wanted to say that he didn't care about a woman's appearance, but he still cared about a woman's appearance before. At least, it was to 'warm up' him.
Women, even if they are not stunningly beautiful, are at least pretty.
She glanced at him with watery eyes, "Why, do you know the importance of a woman's appearance?" Whether it is modern or ancient times, beauties are always popular, and men are visual animals.
"I do not deny that women are prettier and are indeed eye-catching. However, no matter how beautiful a woman is, I have never taken a closer look." His cold and evil voice paused, "Except for you."
She curled her lips in disdain and heard him say again, "No matter how you look, I don't mind."
"so what?"
"No, it only means that you are destined to be unable to escape." He looked at her closed legs regretfully, with a look of unfinished expression on his face, "I haven't vented my feelings yet, and you interrupted me halfway, so let me
'Get' it in..."
She seemed to have heard a joke, "I can't stand it anymore, so I still talk about venting. Since the leader regained his identity as the Shang King, he likes to make jokes."
"As smart as you are, you should know..." He looked straight into her beautiful and clear pupils with blazing eyes, "Sometimes spiritual enjoyment is also a kind of artistic conception."
She sneered, "For things like sexual desire, it's better to find someone to actually solve the problem than to dream about it in broad daylight."
"I think so." He looked at her with a gaze that seemed to melt her, "It's a pity that now I am only interested in you sexually."
"So." She nodded honestly, "The famous Banyue Cult Master, the distinguished Prince Shang, the Third Prince - I won't mention them anymore."
