Lin Feng's heart pounded with excitement as he licked the lingering taste and the final traces of Su Muyao's delicious juice from his lips.
He was just about to mount Su Muyao and finally lose his cherry but he suddenly stopped.
He looked down at her.
Su Muyao was gasping for air, her body limp and trembling.
She seemed weak, on the verge of slipping into sleep.
"What should I do?" Lin Feng muttered to himself, forcing himself to wait.
One minute passed.
Instead of recovering, her condition worsened.
Her breathing gradually evened out, growing softer and slower.
Activating his divine sense, Lin Feng quickly calculated that in ten breaths, she would fall completely asleep if nothing changed.
"No! I can't let it end like this!" he roared inwardly.
Desire had already clouded his mind.
He had been thoroughly seduced, surrendering completely to temptation and had now succumbed to the dark side of the force.
