Love Never Ends

Zhixin's breath was scorching hot. It flowed through every cell of her body like an electric current, causing her to feel suffocated.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

He snorted softly in a coaxing manner, coaxing Zhixin who was in his embrace.    

    

"Don't..."    

    

Zhixin didn't even dare to look at him when he was in her embrace. Her face was flushed red as if she was being barbequed, and the heat made her sweat profusely. A small patch of her forehead was wet, and her hair was stuck on top of it.    

    

The sweet and charming feeling filled the narrow space, suddenly becoming thicker and more intense …    

    

"Learn to serve it well..."    

    

Xi Shenyuan's hoarse voice captivated Zhixin, who was in his arms.    

    

The blunt invitation immediately caused Zhixin's head to feel like it was about to bleed. The flush on her cheeks and cheeks spread to her eyes. She placed both of her hands on his firm chest and helplessly shook her head, "I …. "I won't …"    

    

"If you don't know what's good for you, just learn from me slowly..."    

    

Unexpectedly, Xi Shenyuan actually smiled.    

    

Not only that, he was extremely patient.    

    

A hot, wet palm grabbed Zhixin's small hand from in front of her chest, making her drift down along the texture of his body, towards his firm abdomen …    

    

Zhixin's heart jerked violently ….    

    

Breathing rapidly, her crimson pupils contracted as an uncontrollable cry of alarm escaped from her mouth. Her face immediately flushed red. She was so frightened that she wanted to run away. Her large hands tightly held her down, preventing her from escaping at all.    

    

"You …"    

    

Zhixin was terrified.    

    

Innocent pink mist stained her eyes, and she bit her lip, looking timidly yet innocently at him.    

    

To be honest, Zhixin was really scared of him getting close to her.    

    

His small hand, clutched tightly to his shirt in panic, while his other hand trembled like a sieve.    

    

"Seriously …"    

    

When Xi Shenyuan felt her soft palm, he felt suffocated for a second, even his breathing stopped.    

    

His sword-like eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and beads of sweat the size of beans were continuously flowing out from his forehead. He could not help but grunt in satisfaction.    

    

He had no choice but to admit that he had not been touched by a woman for a whole four years.    

    

Zhixin's hand was tightly gripped by him, and she couldn't move it in the slightest.    

    

However, Zhixin could feel the sticky water slowly spreading to her hand due to her excitement. She immediately blushed, "You …. "I …"    

    

The sticky feeling in her hand made her extremely embarrassed. She even started to stutter as she spoke incoherently.    

    

Xi Shenyuan's throat, which was filled with his feelings, rolled a bit. His voice was hoarse as he bewitched Zhixin. "Move …"    

    

"I... "I don't want it, I won't …"    

    

Zhixin was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears. Her tears were so soft and helpless that she shook her head. "No, no …"    

    

She wanted to retract her hand, but after trying countless times, it finally ended in failure.    

    

Xi Shenyuan grabbed her chin with one hand, his eyes were deep and hot as he stared at Zhixin's small, aggrieved face, "You don't even have the basic qualities to be a mistress, how can you serve your potential customer?"    

    

Upon hearing this, Zhixin was a little afraid that he would go back on his word. She took a deep breath and tried her best to cover the bashfulness in her eyes.    

    

And, it was definitely just that one moment …    

    

Then, in that instant, Zhixin clearly saw his grave and stern brow abruptly tighten, and his smoke pupils spread, tinged with a blurry mist. A high-pitched and excited groan escaped his nostrils …    

    

His hands became more and more wet ….    

    

"Little demoness …"    

    

Ambiguous words overflowed from the intersection of their four lips, revealing an unconcealable joy.    

    

And his big hands took hold of her small hands and taught her to be clumsy …    

    

"Alright... Is it done? "    

    

Zhixin's hand was slightly tired.    

    

"No..."    

    

Her hoarse voice answered Zhixin.    

    

"It seems like it's getting more and more difficult. What should I do?"    

    

When he said those words, he actually had a wronged expression on his face.    

    

Zhixin was both embarrassed and angry.    

    

She was so ashamed that she hit him with her other hand.    

    

Zhixin's expression and actions that were filled with shame and resentment were like a bewitching trick that would kill him …    

    

Her beautiful eyes were sunken in, and the black luster in her eyes deepened.    

    

All of a sudden, he bent over and buried his handsome face into Zhixin's soft and sweet chest without any warning …