Chapter 611: Who is More Ruthless? One Outdoes the Other (5)

"Do you like it or not?" The voice of Lian Qiao, whose reflection had been ruffled into a pond of spring water, was now like the purr of a kitten, enduring his kisses that were sometimes light, sometimes firm, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep. She looked so soft and delicate.

Her long hair at the back of her head had been eagerly scattered by him, like a cascading waterfall, draped down onto the desktop.

The sight was irresistibly enticing.

"Like it, how could I not like it... I like it too much."

Murmuring softly, the man's lips became even more fervent. The small woman in his arms, plump after pregnancy, her body shining with a trace of maternity, stirred his heart inch by inch, instantaneously drawing out his dormant, wicked fire.

For a moment, his mouth was dry, his tongue parched.

With their gazes locked, in the depths of each other's eyes, besides the thick love, there were sparks kindling.

Growing bit by bit, burning—