Kill Him Personally

"Mmm, you baddie…"

Fu Xi whimpered softly, her moans drifting in the wind and echoing throughout the tent.

There seemed to be a sound of a zipper opening from the tent beside her.

Crap, did someone hear them?

Fu Xi glared at Gong Hao with rebuke. Her large eyes were as clear as water, making him feel even more aroused. His movements became stronger and faster.

"Ah ~"

The intense stimulation made Fu Xi raise her voice. She grabbed the pillow and buried her face in it, feeling as if all the blood in her body was flowing backwards.

Amidst the impact of the shattering pleasure, she and Gong Hao reached the peak of their desire.

In the tent not far away, Gong Cheng was playing with the satellite phone in his hand. A licentious moan sounded in his ears, and he froze as his eyes drooped.

The two of them were in quite the mood.

But this made things easier.