Then, feeling that wet, tight flesh wriggling and squeezing around his little brother.
Li Feng finally brought his attention back to Jing Lu.
She was still on all fours, her toned and soft legs spread wide for him, offering everything to please him.
Seeing her slick, trembling and enticing naked body, Li Feng eyes ... slowly filled with desire once again.
One hand slid into Jing Lu's messy silky hair, gripping a handful then gently but firmly yanked her head back, forcing her graceful back to arch and expose her delicate throat.
"Ahh~...."
Jing Lu gasp at the sudden pulls.
Soon,
She felt Li Feng's hot, rough breath against her neck as he leaned down and whispered.
"One of my puppet was defeat."
At his words,
Jing Lu's hazy eyes widened a little. "Eh—"
She woke up a bit from her haziness when she heard that.
Even though she hadn't faced those white-cloaked puppets herself.
But as a seasoned fighter and cultivator, her instincts told her they weren't weak.
