Zhao Dong's breath froze, his eyes locking onto her.
Jiang Nianyu's body was entirely revealed before him—snowy white, perfect, without a single flaw. Her arms were loosely held before her, a shy blush flushing her cheeks as her beautiful eyes gazed at Zhao Dong.
When their eyes met, Zhao Dong's mind went completely blank.
"Zhao Dong... take me... I... it's unbearable."
With just those words, she gently pressed her body against his. A soft, enchanting figure was now in his arms, her eyes filled with a searing desire. The effects of the Zixuan Grass left her utterly unable to control herself.
Her slender, snow-white hands reached out to him, gently untying his pajamas. Her body trembled slightly as she looked up at him. Zhao Dong gazed back, his rationality completely erased by her presence. All that remained was a restlessness surging from the depths of his being.
Jiang Nianyu pressed her red lips to his ear, her warm breath caressing his earlobe.
