"Please take me, young master.*
Hearing those words, he immediately gripped her hips with bruising force, his fingers digging into her pale skin as he drove his thick cock forward in one singular, violent thrust.
The sound of her hymen tearing was like a wet, sickening pop that echoed in the quiet room.
"Ah~!" Qing'er let out a strangled scream, her back arching off the mattress as the sudden, invasive stretch of him ripped through her.
It hurts!
Like a searing, burning bloom of pain that made her vision blur. Was this because she left that place completely unattended for three hundred years?
She doesn't know, and honestly, right now, she couldn't care less about it.
She clawed at the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to process the feeling of being completely filled for the first time.
Haoran didn't pause to let her adjust as he leaned down, his chest pressing against her breasts, and whispered harshly in her ear,
