Su Muyao struggled, but was held even tighter.
Xie Guixue devoured her breath forcefully, his Adam's apple moving rapidly, and his pheromones were addictively rich.
Physiological tears spread across Su Muyao's eyes, misty with water vapor, and her stunning face flushed with rosy hues, shy and even more beautiful.
Su Muyao wanted to speak but could make no sound, and her breathing was choked, greedily inhaling to the point that Xie Guixue's breath invaded more deeply, exploring every realm of her mouth.
A tingling sensation spread through her entire body.
Su Muyao was moved by his actions.
Perhaps when facing Xie Guixue, she really had little resistance.
At this moment, she didn't even realize her spiritual power and pheromones were spilling out.
And Xie Guixue, influenced by demonic qi and almost losing control, felt unprecedented comfort.
The raging Spirit Sea seemed to be soothed.
A turbulent wave surged from the depths of Xie Guixue's heart, threatening to drown him.
