"Ah..."
The next second, that person, lured by the temptation of a quick mouth, had already been swiftly flipped over and pinned down on the chair.
In this position, she couldn't see what was happening behind her and could only feel her clothes being lifted, a pair of warm hands covering her, sending shivers down her spine. In a panic, she railed, "Leng Sichen, have you no humanity! Is there no professional integrity left in you!"
"Stay down, don't move." With a smack, her buttocks were slapped.
Xia Yuxun's face flushed with humiliation, and just as she was about to curse, a sharp pain in her waist caused her whole body to curl up, "Leng Sichen, are you trying to murder me..."
"Ah, my back, my back! It's going to break..." Xia Yuxun howled, but then she realized it was quite comfortable. The howling gradually turned into soft moans, "Softer, softer, a bit to the left, a little lower, yes, right there..."
