Chapter 691: Raising an Army to Demand Justice
"This is the seventh time... are you... trying to kill me... I can’t take it anymore!"
On the great bed, Wei Manman was lying on her side, gazing at the light piercing through the curtains. This night, she hardly slept a wink.
Although she had practiced martial arts since she was young and had a robust physique unlike ordinary women, she had her vulnerabilities. The throbbing pain left her gasping for breath.
"It’s all one hole... why can you... make so many... moves... I’m dying... here comes the eighth time!"
As she let out another feeble moan, her body tensed up, and she turned her head backwards, eagerly offering up her lips.
One hand grasping her stout waist, the other fondling her ample bosom, and his mouth on her delicate lips, Lin Fan launched his final assault. As the sounds of impact like raindrops came from her peach-like firm buttocks, Lin Fan grunted and at last found release, sprawling a thousand miles. It was only at this moment that the room gradually returned to tranquility.
"Now... I finally... understand why you need two personal maids... God... you’re so strong."
Lazily lying in Lin Fan’s arms, resting on his shoulder, Wei Manman murmured.
"I’ve never touched them, regardless of whether they’re the Death Soldiers you mention. For me, everyone should have the right to make their own choices, rather than stake their lives for others in some foolish act that should have perished with the feudal dynasties."