Ye Tianxin's Belly Was Planted With Li Qingcang's Seed

Ye Tianxin was wearing a bathrobe and her body was all bundled up.

Her lips, with a bright cherry hue, were opened slightly. A jasmine-scented fragrance seemed to waft out from it.

The scent floated lightly into Li Qingcang's nose. A drop of blood slowly trickled down from his nose.

The blood dripped onto the collar bone of Ye Tianxin. Li Qingcang did not expect that he would be so weak in restraining himself.

He used his hand to wipe away the blood from Ye Tianxin's collar bone.

Alas, his action only exposed more of Ye Tianxin's collar bone from the bathrobe.

Her hair which was still wet had a few strands draped on her shoulder.

Looking at her snow-white skin, Li Qingcang could not resist bending over to take in her scent.

She smelled so sweet.

It was such a pleasant and inviting aroma.

Ye Tianxin's eyes which were full of passion looked at what happened and let out a laugh.

It was all so good.