Clap, clap, clap...
In the room, a series of symphonies soon echoed. The tune was high-pitched, and the rhythm surged along. Liu Momo's cries intensified with Ye Chen's increasing strength. She was frantic, hoarse, shouting with all her might, shouting with all her strength. Her whole body twitched continuously. Her legs were wrapped around Ye Chen like a spider's legs, demanding from him, madly demanding, endlessly demanding.
...
Soon, the room was filled with a sense of romance. Ye Chen thoroughly enjoyed it, but Liu Momo felt no enjoyment at all; she could only feel the suffocating air, the frenzy in the air, and as the hot waves burned, she felt extremely tormented. It was as if she was being roasted on a stove. Liu Momo felt terribly pained, yet Ye Chen was exceptionally fierce. For the sake of getting pregnant, to have a child, to continue the legacy of the Ye Family, Liu Momo endured.
