Chapter 60 (1/2)

Dan Taiyuan realized what had happened to himself when someone pounced and pinned him to the ground.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a blushing woman acting coquettishly with him.

He hesitated for a moment and reached out to touch her shirt. He was just about to act, when he felt a powdery substance.

His eyes froze. He brought his powder-stained fingers to his nostrils and smelled them. His expression instantly turned cold.

Seduction pill!

Fury emerged in his cold and heartless eyes. The way he now looked at the woman on his body was akin to staring at a dead man.

Did she do this on purpose?

It was no wonder that someone like him, who had no feelings, no love, no desires, was feeling temptation.

So the pill is the reason!

If it was someone else, I would have beaten them into a broken corpse.

But…

Since it is her, I can still give her another chance.

After all, a companion has a natural sense of desire and compliance towards their dominator.

That’s it.

Since I found her, and she wants it so badly.

I would give her what she wants!

But this kindness of his only comes once!

After he collected his thoughts, Dan Taiyuan instantly went from being submissive to dominant. He turned around, pinning down the glamorous and enchanting woman. Then, he unbuttoned her blouse…

Thin lips brushed past her pale, white, and soft ear. He pressed her wrist above her head, and his voice was very low and hoarse. In a kind tone, he warned, “No more next time!”

But what he never expected was that the person who wanted a next time, a next-next time, a next-next-next time, a next-next-next-next-next time…

Wasn’t her!

It was him!

The skin of the woman beneath him was like fats, soft and boneless. A faint blush covered her entire body. She was passionate. She agreed with letting him kiss and touch her any way he wanted. She was pious like a sacrificial believer.

He put his charming face into his favorite mountain peaks and breathed in the sweet scent. Suddenly, he felt an indescribable feeling of happiness.

His big warm palms felt as if they were on fire. From top to bottom, they left a series of red marks on the delicate, white skin. Just that smooth, soft, and delicate feeling let him understood what it meant to be ecstatic.

No wonder everyone loves to do this kind of thing.

Indeed, it feels good.