"Dahai, give it to me, I want..."
Lin Wanqiu's body was aroused, her hands grasping her fullness, her knees pressed against his sides, her petite waist moving up and down, bringing her hips along.
Ignoring the tearing pain, she moved with great amplitude.
At that moment, all she wanted was to possess Wang Dahai, to have him leave his mark within her body.
At least, at that moment, Wang Dahai belonged to her.
Feeling the tumultuous emotions churning within her, Wang Dahai felt an indescribable discomfort.
He sat up, hugged Lin Wanqiu, and made her stop.
"Wanqiu, you're making me very heartbroken."
"I want it, give it to me, give it to me."
Lin Wanqiu's voice choked, tear after tear falling, wetting his shoulder.
Wang Dahai, feeling pained, held her in his arms, gently patted her jade back, and kissed away her tears one by one.
"Wanqiu, I love you," he said in a deep, mellow voice, the words he spoke to her for the first time.