1500-2500-1 hour, when he just kissed Larilo, Qiu Tu realized, the Evil God... seemed a bit different from ordinary humans.
Their lips and body seemed softer? More tender? Warmer?
So, even with such a simple little trick, Qiu Tu felt an ultimate enjoyment.
'Is this the taste of an Evil God?'
'It's really not bad!'
Perhaps sensing that Qiu Tu was awake, Larilo began to move more vigorously.
Quickly, Qiu Tu succumbed, foaming at the mouth in surrender.
After the first bout, Qiu Tu wanted to have a good chat with Larilo, to ask why she came back.
But who knew, before he could speak, Larilo switched tactics the next second: using her creamy bosom to console Qiu Tu's buddy.
Qiu Tu was taken aback for a moment, instinctively feeling something was not right.
But... Larilo didn't give him a chance to explain or resist, directly pulling him along, forcing Qiu Tu's buddy awake.
Frankly, men are really like big-headed sons and small-headed dads.
