Love Never Ends

His voice was so deep that it stirred people's hearts.    

He was clearly begging her to do something, but he still had that overbearing and annoying tone!    

"I don't want to!"    

Zhixin said angrily.    

This guy, he was simply a madman!    

[He actually told me to try something like this …]    

He was too embarrassed to show her face!    

However, what Zhixin didn't know was that other than helping her try the most effective way, Xi Shenyuan really couldn't find anyone else to do this! Besides, was it really going to be Yun Feng's turn to give it a try?    

Ugh!    

Seeing that Zhixin stubbornly refused him, Xi Shenyuan's face darkened even more. He directly opened up Zhixin's five fingers and forcefully let her hold onto his burning little string.    

"Whooosh."    

"Hiss …"    

Two different voices sounded out at the same time.    

Zhixin was panting with anger, while Xi Shenyuan was panting with sensitivity.    

The moment Xi Shenyuan felt the scorching heat from her fingers, it was as if a big fire had been ignited all over his body, making him sweat profusely.    

His pitch-black eyes were tainted with a layer of red as the elements of desire danced in his pupils.    

Her gaze fell on Zhixin's flushed face, making her heart flutter.    

"Speak... "Xi Shenyuan …"    

Zhixin licked her lips nervously, and then gulped a mouthful of saliva down. It's like. "No reaction."    

At this moment, Xi Shenyuan's little bowstring was still hanging in her palm like a withered ball. Although it was burning hot, but … Really … It wasn't hard!    

This was the first time Zhixin felt its head drooping!    

Zhixin panicked a little and looked at him weakly. "What do we do?"    

Xi Shenyuan clenched his teeth as his face turned pale.    

His chest heaved violently, clearly suppressing the raging flames in his heart.    

"Find a way to get it up!"    

"..."    

Zhixin was really depressed. "Can you be a little better if you ask someone to do something for you?"    

She looked up at him unhappily.    

"If you hadn't scalded it, would it still be sleeping like this?"    

Xi Shenyuan gritted his teeth.    

"I can't get it up! "Call them and ask them to come over so that they can settle this for you!"    

As she spoke, Zhixin was about to let go. She didn't want to bother with him anymore!    

However, Xi Shenyuan was unwilling. He held her hand tightly and pleaded, "Run away and stimulate it."    

Zhixin's face suddenly flushed when she heard his explicit words.    

Seeing that his tone had finally become calmer, coupled with the fact that she had realized the seriousness of the situation and the wrongness of the situation, Zhixin hesitated for a few minutes and took a few deep breaths. In the end, it was still …    

Listen to him, be good, be rhythmic...    

He used his fingers on his little bowstring. It was a bit awkward, yet there was also a bit of shyness in it …    

Run away!    

Xi Shenyuan's pitch-black eyes were fixated on Zhixin the entire time.    

Zhixin didn't even need to raise her head to feel the sharp gaze that was gouging out a hole in her body.    

She had clearly heard the sound of her heart beating wildly, and it was so strong.    

In the entire quiet bathroom, the two of them were deeply gasping for air, appearing extremely ambiguous.    

Zhixin's palm was burning hot like it was wrapped in a ball of fire.    

Occasionally, there would be sticky, hot liquid that would spill out and cover her hands, fusing between her fingers …    

Yet...    

Zhixin took a deep breath …    

He took another deep breath!    

He raised his head and looked at Xi Shenyuan.    

Just then, a pair of sharp pitch-black eyes sputtered out a fiery light.    

Because …    

His little string, really.    

It didn't move at all!    

It laid softly on the palm of Zhixin's hand like a well-behaved child in deep sleep, with absolutely no intention of standing up!    

What should he do?    

Zhixin was getting a little anxious.    

If he could not handle it, he would be guilty!    

"What should we do?"    

She pretended to cry and asked him innocently.    

If she didn't behave now, Zhixin suspected that he might really wring her neck.