Mo Chen and Ning Dai seemed to have stirred up the flames of heaven and earth.
Without the knot in their hearts, they were more open with each other. Their bodies and desires combined at the peak, giving off a feeling that deeply touched their souls.
Mo Chen straightened his back and stabbed his clone even deeper, almost pressing it against Ning Dai's flower bud.
She cried out in a tender voice, her fingers tightly clutching onto his shoulder.
"Second Brother, Dai'er is dying..."
However, her pleas for mercy were met with Mo Chen's even crazier rhythm. She was brought by him to hover in the sky, wandering around, slowly releasing her desires at their peak.
Only when Ning Dai was about to faint did Mo Chen stop in satisfaction. He hugged her and washed her in the bathtub.
Sensing his hands moving back and forth on her body, she held him down weakly.
"Don't mess around. I'm tired."
