"Ah..."
"It hurts..."
When she felt Xu Wendong enter her body, Song Ziwei's face showed undisguised pain, and her exquisite face turned much more distorted.
At this moment.
She felt a strong sense of swelling and tearing.
This feeling almost suffocated her.
Yet...
There was also a different kind of experience.
Because she had never felt such a rude and wild attack.
Especially when Xu Wendong's Dragon Root went deep inside her, hitting the flower heart, she couldn't help but let out a painful plea: "It hurts, can you be a little gentler?"
"Of course!" Xu Wendong showed a bright smile on his face, and then began to gently move in and out of Song Ziwei's body. Under the night, her captivating moans and the sound of skin slapping filled the air.
"Let's go!"
Zhen Jing glared at Xu Wendong viciously and immediately stomped off with the disciples of Guanghan Sect disappearing into the darkness.
He thought.
Xu Wendong was just talking.
