"Ah... honey, no more! I really can't take it anymore!"
Ling Fei's body writhed ceaselessly on the bed, her pretty face flushed as if drunk, her eyes brimmed with a sultry haze.
Her voice turned hoarse due to overwhelming passion. Blinking with moist eyes and biting her pink plump lips, she softly pleaded with Song Tian Mo.
"Don't you like it too? Why not! My little wildcat, you've nothing to do tomorrow, lay back and take it. How come you're already throwing tantrums so early? The night is still young!"
With a low chuckle, Song Tian Mo's gaze turned wild and audacious. In one swift move, he seized the wriggling woman beneath him and restrained her once again.
"What do you mean 'nothing to do tomorrow'.... if you keep this up...ah, I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow! Honey, enough is enough, I really can't take it anymore!" In her plea, Ling Fei wrapped her arms around him, bringing her lips close to his ear with a soft whimper.