Feng Xinyue's thoughts (2)
"Only if he were..." though Adult Feng Xinyue, but she instantly shook her head at her own audacity for entertaining such thoughts.
How dare she even consider it?
She had come here to investigate a familial presence, but little did she anticipate that she would enrage the very essence of the world's will, thrusting herself onto this stage.
While she felt a sense of accomplishment for fulfilling her objective, everything that unfolded thereafter was a despicable sequence she desperately wished had never occurred.
Alas, she had even lost all control over her own body.
Helplessly, the little Feng Xinyue's body drew nearer to Zhang Wei, forcing the adult Feng Xinyue to witness the aftermath of intense stimulation.
She watched in mortification as droplets of milk seeped through the fabric, betraying her lack of control.
In that moment, the mature Feng Xinyue's spirit longed for death due to sheer embarrassment.
Why was he sucking her milk?