Qin Qi, of course, also noticed these things.
His speed had already soared to the extreme.
Ling Feixue was finding it increasingly difficult to maintain control, as the feeling of reaching a peak was almost within arm's reach.
And as she got closer to this wonderful sensation!
Ling Feixue could no longer control herself.
With a pop, she suddenly spat it out. Then, her gentle hands couldn't stop pressing against Qin Qi's hands, seemingly wanting to remove them.
"No, don't~"
"Mmm~"
Her entire state was exceptionally peculiar.
Her long, beautiful legs seemed to squeeze together, yet occasionally lifted high.
It seemed she was trying to find a perfect and liberating position.
Finally!
"I can't, Qin Qi, you need to take your hand out!"
Qin Qi raised an eyebrow, his long-standing intuition sensing a force like a flash flood from Ling Feixue's garden.
