After waiting for quite a while, Beitang Yao got a bit impatient and said, "I better serve you."
Xia Qingqian suddenly felt utterly embarrassed. Who was really the one demanding excessively?
After a bout of passionate lovemaking, Xia Qingqian seemed like a wilted flower, sprawled on his strong body, gasping for air.
"I've been so diligent, maybe there's already a child of mine inside." Beitang Yao's burning hand moved to her abdomen, stroking it tenderly.
"Yao!" Xia Qingqian's voice raised a few notches: "You have no shame, but I do!"
What was he even saying, always murmuring something embarrassing in her ear after the passion?
"How is it without shame? I'm touching my own woman, working so hard to please you, what's it all for?" Beitang Yao frowned, nibbled her earlobe, then moved his thin lips down to her sexy earlobe.
This action startled Xia Qingqian, making her shudder inexplicably, and she quickly pushed him, shaking her head, "Stop it!"
