Her beauty really reached a suffocating level.
Even to this day, Xiaofan still couldn't quite let go.
Carefully stroking and kissing, afraid that one reckless move would offend the fair lady.
Liu Siyan had already been deeply immersed in that unusually full tenderness.
He was like a greedy child, not missing even an inch of skin.
Previously, Liu Siyan had only seen such situations in movies. When it was her own time, she realized that the expressions of those actresses were not as exaggerated as imagined.
Of course, the wonderful feeling Meng Ying mentioned, she had finally experienced it.
Only…
It hurt.
Like being torn apart alive, a kind of pain.
No matter how prepared Liu Siyan was, the moment it arrived, she couldn't help but grasp Xiaofan's arm tightly.
Her brows furrowed, teeth clenched.
And Xiaofan also stopped at this moment, allowing Liu Siyan to compose herself.
"Xiaofan, continue…"
