His burning hands and the hot temperature lingered along the edge of Qin Yunuan's collarbone and came gradually down and deeper into her sensitive and fragile parts. Leng Changxi was rusty but repeatedly kneading her tender breasts without stopping the kiss. He leaned Qin Yunuan against the wooden stakes and lowered his head. The other vacant hand was slightly pinching Qin Yunuan's small but full chin. The touch of his fingers brought her euphoria.

"Did you blame me for risking ...