At that moment, the little White Tiger was completely muddled, how could she care what her master was saying?
She signaled to the man not to leave because of this. Those crystal-clear toes were tensely clenched, filled with a seductive power that could parch one's throat and tongue.
San Niang felt her own heart quiver, inwardly exclaiming that even she, as a spectator, felt her blood boiling, and feared they couldn't stop.
Xia Chichi eventually responded vaguely, "I... am only doing what you all did behind my back... Originally, that felt good... You stole the joy that belonged to me, yet you have the nerve to say..."
San Niang knew she had no standing to be angry, but she was angry nonetheless, regardless of who did what first. I'm still injured and you just do this by my sickbed, it's downright inhuman!
Uh, back on Tianya Island, she also wanted to take advantage of Xia Chichi's injury and have a fling with Changhe in the woods.
