When Chen Yang's lips landed on Lu Hanyan's slightly parted, crystalline pinkness, an indescribable, slick sweetness exploded from the tip of his tongue the instant it slipped inside.
His tongue was immediately enveloped by the warm, soft flesh within, an extraordinary sensation.
Chen Yang found himself captivated, a strong desire surging within him. Involuntarily, he began to tease the soft, folded flesh, sucking gently.
"Mmm... ah..." Lu Hanyan felt Chen Yang kissing her soft spot. His rough tongue assertively entered her Honey Spring and began to tease it, sending an inexplicable numbness coursing through her body. She couldn't help but lift her delicate head, releasing a seductive moan as her tender body quivered. This electrifying sensation deeply stimulated her burning, eager heart—even her soul.
The effects of the aphrodisiac, which had been sealed by the Silver Needle, could no longer be contained and began to stir her passion once more.
