An Mo chuckled, his hot breath lingering right where she felt most sensitive. He looked up, his dark golden eyes glittering with absolute devotion and playful mischief.
"Since my Mistress has called me an insufferable servant, it would be a shame if I didn't live up to the title," he murmured, his voice dropping into a deep, raspy whisper.
Su Qinglan's breath hitched as she looked down at his handsome face. "An Mo... don't you dare…"
"Shh, Master," An Mo cut her off smoothly, his thumb gently smoothing over her inner thigh, making her legs quiver even more.
"It is a servant's duty to make sure his mistress forgets all about her pain. So, no matter how loudly you cry out my name today, I won't stop until you're completely satisfied."
"You...!" Su Qinglan gasped, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs.
Before she could finish her sentence, An Mo lowered his head completely.
