"Just bear with it for a little while, it'll get better soon."

Qin Chuan took a deep breath, suppressing his excited heart.

The closer it gets, the more one has to resist the impulse.

Otherwise, if he charges right in, Wen Yaxin definitely won't be able to handle it. Worse, it might tear her apart.

So, even though he had already caressed her, his movements remained cautious.

He gently parted the two tender flesh petals, resting against them, yet he didn't rush to enter.

At this moment, he felt like a painter, using his tool to brush back and forth.

Wen Yaxin's tender flesh also became more lubricated, as if coated with a layer of lubricant, slippery and smooth.

Occasionally, he could feel waves of warm air from inside, as if something was about to gush out, or as if something was drawing Qin Chuan in.

If it were Su Qian or Jian Ya lying under him now, by this time he would've already thrust his waist forward.

But, before him was the untouched Wen Yaxin.

Everything had to be taken slowly.

After lingering for a while, Qin Chuan finally started to slowly advance.

He didn't dare go too deep all at once, he merely inserted the tip first.

Yet even this made Wen Yaxin's brows knit in pain, her face contorting: "Did... did you come in? It's so... it hurts... I feel like it's going to tear..."

"Be good, not yet, just bear with it a bit."

"Ah? Not yet... Ah!"

Wen Yaxin was shocked, followed by a sharp pain as if tearing through her.

Her face twisted in agony, her body convulsed.

She clenched her teeth tight, seeming like she was enduring a great torment.

Qin Chuan was inside.

Before it began, she had done a lot of psychological preparation.

She knew the first time would hurt, so she was prepared.

But she still underestimated the harm this pain would bring her.

Right now, she really felt like she was being torn apart.

The indescribable pain deeply tormented her.

Tears streamed down her face, she shouted: "I don't want it anymore, it hurts... It really... hurts..."

Qin Chuan was amused and helpless, events had come this far, it wasn't Wen Yaxin's choice to quit midway.

Seeing her upset, Qin Chuan immediately leaned over to give her a loving kiss.

"It hurts, it really hurts, ugh..."

Wen Yaxin's reaction was even greater than Ye Wenxi's.

Fortunately, after Qin Chuan's soothing, her emotions gradually stabilized.

Once her emotions calmed, she began to adapt to the tearing sensation.

She was surprised to find, after getting used to Qin Chuan, the tearing sensation gradually disappeared.

In its place was a faint desire.

As if there was a kitten inside her, scratching her, making her itch.

She couldn't help but think.

Why isn't Qin Chuan moving?

Why doesn't he move?

Suddenly, she wanted him to move, what should she do?

As an untouched girl, the internal desire was naturally hard to speak.

Even though she was seen as a "hot girl" by outsiders.

But when it came to this, she couldn't bring herself to speak.

Qin Chuan looked at her bashful expression, his lips curled into a playful smile.

Yet he didn't expect that while Wen Yaxin's mouth remained silent, her body was quite honest.

Her waist subtly exerted force, using her pert buttocks to slowly move back and forth.

With her action, the virgin's blood was drawn out, blooming a vivid red shape on the sheets.

Along with it were white viscous fluids, turning the blood pink.

"Didn't you say you didn't want it just now? Why are you moving yourself? Stop moving!" Qin Chuan feigned anger, deciding to teach this teasing "hot girl" a lesson.

"I... I..."

Wen Yaxin blushed, feeling ashamed.

But quickly she stubbornly retorted: "If you want me to stop, I won't move. You don't move either. Whoever moves is a little puppy."

"Wow, you're really being argumentative."

Qin Chuan chuckled, deciding not to move indeed, just leaving the posture inside.

Wen Yaxin saw he wasn't moving, so she stopped too.

But the itchiness that had faded returned to her mind.

The mischievous kitten inside kept scratching her.

Although she tried to endure it, refusing to give in.

Gradually, her teeth started biting her lips, trying hard to endure whatever it was, her gaze towards Qin Chuan cloudy.

This little pepper that had been watered halfway was now enticing Qin Chuan in her way.

She had already planned, as long as Qin Chuan moved a bit, she'd complete the rest herself.

Sadly, Qin Chuan didn't take the bait.

His arms crossed, gazing down at Wen Yaxin like a mountain between her legs, unmoving.

"You're really wicked, you're terribly wicked..."

Wen Yaxin ultimately succumbed to her inner desires, looking at Qin Chuan pitifully, using a pleading tone: "I'm a puppy, woof woof..."

The repeated puppy 'woof woof' sounded like an attack signal.

Qin Chuan, the daring general, finally began to advance with thrusting motions.

And Wen Yaxin's suppressed desires were finally released.

The slapping sounds reverberated through the room, accompanied by Wen Yaxin's ecstatic musical tones.

"Woof... I'm a puppy, woof woof..."

She found every time she called out like a puppy, Qin Chuan's force became more intense, and she felt more satisfied.

Initially feeling ashamed, she gradually adapted to this identity.

"I'm a little female puppy..."

"Faster... faster, the little female puppy wants you to hurry..."

"Deeper... a bit deeper, master, the little female puppy can't take it, the little female puppy wants... hmm~~~"

Before long, Wen Yaxin's tender body began trembling.

A water column pushed Qin Chuan out.

When he pulled out, the water column splashed, soaking the sheets into a puddle.

Wen Yaxin's stamina was as potent as Su Qian's.

If both were on the same bed, Qin Chuan might drown in it.

"I... No, the little female puppy reached a peak once more..."

Wen Yaxin alluringly gazed at Qin Chuan, unsatisfied, even turning her back toward him, kneeling and raising her pert butt: "Master, the little female puppy wants more..."

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