"Mmm... Mmm..."
In the bedroom, on the big bed, Bai Xue was pinned beneath Lin Fan, the epitome of bashfulness and helplessness. Her cries were crisp and pleasing, tinged with shyness and pleasure, irresistibly passive. Yet, every subtle movement she made revealed her enjoyment and engagement.
She kept making intoxicating sounds, intertwined with uncontrollable pleasure. A fire of lust burned within her, her legs tightly wrapping around Lin Fan's waist. Her pretty face was flushed with intoxication, especially her dreamy eyes and long lashes, which, paired with her ancient-style long dress, truly felt like the bliss of favoring a fairy.
"Did Da Gui agree to your transfer to the County Art Troupe?"
While continuously thrusting into the slick Soul-snatching Cave, Lin Fan looked at Bai Xue's face flushed with redness, the fire within him bursting forth.
