"Come here."
Ji Chicheng said, holding Ji Anning's hand and placing it around his waist.
Ji Anning's hands trembled, resisting the man's command, yet her heart was utterly seduced.
She undressed herself piece by piece, standing naked before him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his delicate palms caressing her.
It sent a shock through Ji Anning, nearly breaking her, the stimulation almost too much, eliciting moans from her.
Biting her lip, she tried hard to endure, but Ji Chicheng frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied with Ji Anning's restraint. His hands slowly traveled to the front of her chest, fingertips teasing.
Ji Anning shuddered, her clenched teeth couldn't hold back anymore, and she started to tremble, "Uncle, it's unbearable."
She bent down and embraced the man beneath her, her trembling lips pressed against his soft lips, pecking them like a little bird.
