"Mmm..."
Zuzi felt that rich and extremely comforting breath of Spiritual Energy,
...pressing down on her.
She gently closed her Phoenix Eyes, wholeheartedly enjoying this realm, unique to her, of the Mahayana Realm.
This time, it was different from every time before.
His gentlemanly demeanor seemed to be stripped off along with his trench coat and thrown harshly to the ground.
His lips were hotter than usual, the strength in his palm more dominating than usual.
She couldn't help but utter a "Ying" and raised her little chin to meet his movements.
The man's powerful force intertwined with her lightness and transparency, like an attraction, a teasing that nearly reached the infinite horizon of symbiosis and annihilation.
A thread of daylight spilled from the top of the tent.
The man clasped her slender snake-like waist, almost crashing into the small makeshift table set up behind her.
If she weren't flexible enough, her waist might have snapped.
