"Such lofty peaks shouldn't go to waste. Let me lubricate them a bit for you," Lin Shuang sneered wickedly, his hands harshly squeezing the frosty peaks as he charged forward with unrelenting madness.
What Lin Shuang was executing here… was the legendary act of 'ru-intercourse.'
He pressed down on Ren Chuci's chest, forcing the soft mounds to rub and crush against his own body…
Under Lin Shuang's blistering assault, Ren Chuci felt as though she was on the verge of collapse. My God… this sensation… it was driving her to the brink, a mixed agony of humiliation and despair.
She attempted resistance, yet no opportunity presented itself.
"Are you going to confess or not?" Lin Shuang snarled coldly.
Ren Chuci stubbornly bit down, remaining silent, refusing to surrender.
Lin Shuang relentlessly continued his friction against her chest…
But suddenly, Lin Shuang noticed something unusual.
