Between the fair and delicate jade legs, lies a mysterious lair.
Hidden within, waves gently ripple.
Ye Wenxi's graceful body is sprawled across the bed.
The girl's tenderness, the woman's allure, at this moment, are displayed on her to the fullest.
Yet, her flushed cheeks and uneven breathing still betrayed her.
Enticing gestures are not her forte.
But for the beloved, she is willing to try for a better experience.
Before meeting Qin Chuan, she had never thought she would be so captivating on the bed.
As she often teased Su Qian, she was now a little seductress.
Qin Chuan noticed her slight discomfort and patiently came to her, enveloping her in his embrace.
Ye Wenxi shyly turned her face away, still speaking those words that would be unspeakable to outsiders: "Little, little darling, little sister is feeling, feeling... itchy..."
Qin Chuan's eyes showed a trace of affection, and a warmth surged within him.
