Smack...
Under the dim candlelight, the jade hand gripping the bed curtains weakly drooped at the bedside, fine beads of sweat trickling along the alluring curves of the back, sliding down beside the hips onto the bed sheets, presenting a kind of delicate beauty akin to a broken lotus root with lingering threads.
Rustle...
The voluptuous and tight jade legs trembled slightly unconsciously, gently rubbing against the sheets, and the pure white silk stockings wrapped around these beautiful legs were already ripped in several places, with the white-pink skin peeking through the holes, exuding a silent allure amidst the purity.
"I... really can't anymore."
With watery, misty eyes, Zhu Nanzhi lay by the bedside, her voice hoarse as if whispering with residue of tears at the corner of her eyes: "Husband, please spare me... won't you~"
