Inside the bathroom, Xu Qianli was thoroughly enjoying the tenderness and passion of the Holy Daughter.
This woman was just too proactive, too mesmerizing.
He had intended to refuse, but prompted by her fiery passion, Xu Qianli just couldn't hold back and fiercely pulled the Holy Daughter up, making her back him and lean against the toilet, lifting the hem of her skirt to waist level.
"Ah, don't!"
The Holy Daughter let out a delicate cry, turning her head shyly to look at Xu Qianli, "You scoundrel, don't mess around, you're not allowed to touch me, I'm not ready yet, I won't let you take advantage of me."
"Damn it, you come here to seduce me, yet you say you're not ready and forbid me from touching; are you playing with me? I think you're just asking for it, begging to be put in order!"
Xu Qianli raised his hand and delivered a slap to the Holy Daughter's fair and ample buttocks, making her body tremble and nearly lose her balance.
