"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."
The two of them greedily gulped down each other's offerings, the sound of indulgence filled the small room.
Sun Zhe thought he was fervent enough, yet he underestimated the Empress, who turned out to be even more passionate than him.
Jiang Qinglan grabbed his head with both hands, yanking his hair, and let out muffled sounds from her nose as if she wanted to swallow his tongue whole.
It wasn't until they were nearly out of breath that Jiang Qinglan pushed his head upward.
A sticky, shimmering strand of saliva snapped between their lips.
"Baby, how about being on the bottom?"
Jiang Qinglan gently wiped Sun Zhe's mouth, and without waiting for his consent, giggled as she flipped him underneath.
With her slender hands dancing about, Sun Zhe's clothes were scattered on the floor, stripped bare in just moments.
Sun Zhe obediently lay there, smiling wryly, "Do you have to be so hasty? It's like you haven't touched a man in ages."
