Qiu Zhixuan was almost too exhausted.
But Feng Chengjin was clearly not satisfied yet and didn't plan to let her go.
Under the white blanket were two bodies, equally fair, drenched in sweat.
Feng Chengjin enjoyed this feeling; with the waves undulating, he and Qiu Zhixuan also rose and fell together.
But Qiu Zhixuan was truly out of strength, pushing against his chest, her cheeks slightly flushed as she gasped, "No more, I really can't take it."
Saying this, she flicked her waist-length curly hair, ready to wrap herself in the blanket and head to the indoor jacuzzi to wash up before going out to play with their son and daughter.
But such a slender and perfect silhouette, white as jade, glowing against the sunlight, how could Feng Chengjin restrain himself?
With a slanted smile at the corner of his lips, as a big wave hit and the yacht rocked greatly, he caught the off-balance Qiu Zhixuan and pulled her back onto the bed.
