Chen Bin's wanton hands kneaded the sensitive White Jade Peak, making Xin Kalan's delicate body tremble with pleasure.
"Ah… mmm~ Yes, just like that, a little harder…"
Her pretty face is flushed with satisfaction, moaning silver sounds as she surrendered herself to Chen Bin's roughness.
She might appear gentle, but deep down she craved to be handled with utter dominance.
That fierce strength from Chen Bin sent Xin Kalan spiraling into helpless bliss.
He couldn't see the hunger churning inside her—a hunger his hands now roamed to appease, gliding over her smooth, supple skin.
"Mnh ah~ Good brother, I feel so sensitive."
Xin Kalan was already aflame, her body growing feverishly responsive.
With every teasing touch from Chen Bin, she could feel the brook in her secret valley slowly overflow, warmth trickling out.
Her tousled hair framed a taut, exquisite face.
Chen Bin's gaze drank in the scene, and his dragon grew even more iron-hard.
