Madness...
The whole house was consumed by madness!
Perhaps, the only mad one was Chu Yuxiao, because Su Yan kept biting her lip, silent, not even uttering a moan.
The two seemed to be locked in a contest, seeing who would surrender first.
Su Yan no longer resisted, nor did she move, allowing Chu Yuxiao to mold her at will.
Su Yan felt as if her soul had drifted away, no longer in her body.
She was in a daze, swaying, without a center of gravity, without a foothold...
Her heart was constantly suspended, soaring and plunging, its violent throbbing more unbearable than bungee jumping.
Her hands, without knowing when, were tightly wrapped around Chu Yuxiao's neck.
Her entire being, like a puddle of water, nestled in his embrace, moving with his actions, following his emotions...
Chu Yuxiao too had forgotten his initial purpose, completely immersed in the ultimate pleasure.
Time trickled away, and night fell.
