Wei WuXian's and Lan WangJi's bodies were quite compatible with each other's. At the peak of arousal, of course the body would react on its own. Right now, however, Wei WuXian was intent on teasing him. Seeing his curved lips, Lan WangJi knew that he'd been fooled, once again burying himself inside. Wei WuXian's breath was shattered into pieces from the thrusts. He hurried, "… Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, let me get up, let me be on top, alright?"
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The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
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