With another ripping sound, Liwei’s inner collar sleeve was stripped, revealing her slender neck with the curve of a pretty swan. Her hair was scattered over it, causing her neck to be even more enchanting.

Her purple robe was practically ripped off. Her two peaches were ripe with two pink dots.

The last time was too hasty, and due to the interfering demonic blood, Feiyun couldn’t take his time savoring the deed. This wasn’t the case for the second time. Her soft body on the bed lied there without any resistance so Feng Feiyun could take his time getting to know her.

She was indeed a demoness — seductive and unreachable.

“Pat!” Feiyun slapped her snow-white chest. The peaches turned pinker as they swayed in the air.

Liwei bit her teeth and wanted to curse him, but a hot wave assaulted her face. Her shiny lips made contact with another pair of lips, forcing her mouth open as a tongue slid inside...