"Brother... I know what to do..." Zhao Qirou's orchid-fragrant breath tickled his ear, her beautiful face holding a fatal temptation.
Soon, Zhao Dong was completely captivated. It was an indescribable sensation. Looking at her, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. "Qirou, I'm afraid of failing you, but I'm even more afraid of hurting you…"
Zhao Qirou pressed a jade-like finger to his lips. "Even if you did, I would still want this, Brother... I love you."
After saying this, she gently lowered her head.
Zhao Dong's mind went completely blank. Though Zhao Qirou was inexperienced, the sensation was still utterly exquisite. A flicker of pain crossed her face as a muffled sound escaped her lips.
NGH...
As her head rose and fell, Zhao Dong was pushed to the brink of losing control.
Zhao Qirou soon lifted her lovely, charming face. She pursed her glossy red lips and looked at Zhao Dong shyly. "Brother... was that right?"
GULP. Zhao Dong swallowed hard.
