The Other World: The Happy Life of the Yellow-Haired Tutor

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The moment his lips touched her heart, Ling Xiaobei's delicate body tightened instantly, and a soft moan escaped her throat. Hearing this sweet sound, Chen Bin's heart skipped a beat. He slowly opened his mouth, his tongue lightly brushing against the white fabric. Since it was only a light kiss, Chen Bin didn't experience much pleasure, just a slight thrill. After all, kissing his beautiful classmate's skirt in the classroom was a thought that made his blood boil.

What's more, this beautiful classmate was wearing white stockings and a JK uniform. Ling Xiaobei's heart was filled with strange feelings.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the classroom, she had a fleeting illusion that she was in high school. This made her more sensitive than ever before.

Chen Bin's tongue merely swept across her, yet her reaction was extremely intense.

Her slender, pink neck involuntarily arched, her rosy lips parted slightly, and she breathed rapidly. Her snow-white, soft hands had already grasped Chen Bin's shoulders.

Amidst her nervous anticipation, Chen Bin's tongue moved again, licking back and forth, occasionally swirling gently. The white fabric beneath her short skirt was quickly soaked through, tightly enveloping her private parts.

A strange sensation surged through Ling Xiaobei's mind like a raging torrent, causing her voice to rise gradually. Her soft fingertips had dug deeply into Chen Bin's shoulders, the knuckles turning white from the force. Her shapely calves, encased in white stockings, were already taut, the heels of her black leather shoes slamming firmly against the stool beneath her. Seeing Ling Xiaobei's intense reaction, Chen Bin felt a surge of accomplishment.

Compared to those aloof women who wouldn't budge no matter what, shy girls like Ling Xiaobei were much more interesting. So Chen Bin leaned back slightly, resting his head on Ling Xiaobei's knees, his cheek gently rubbing against her white stockings.

"Aren't you very smug?" Seeing Chen Bin's smiling face, Ling Xiaobei glared at him, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed. However, her gaze, combined with her pretty face flushed red, was utterly harmless.

"Aunt Zheng said the same thing to me." Chen Bin gently stroked Ling Xiaobei's white-stockinged legs, his smile widening. "What did you say?" Ling Xiaobei was taken aback, her eyes filled with even more anger.

The thought of her own mother being bullied by Chen Bin in the same way filled her with a nameless anger.

Just as she was about to ask Chen Bin for clarification, she saw him suddenly raise his head and lift her black and white checkered skirt up to her waist. This revealed the white fabric completely.

Because it had just been soaked, it had now become translucent, completely outlining the contours of Peach Blossom Spring.

Bathed in the orange glow of the setting sun, Chen Bin could see his house door, free of any weeds, through the thin fabric.

It was as white and plump as a freshly steamed bun, making the pink peach blossom in the center stand out even more. Seeing this, Ling Xiaobei's pretty face flushed crimson in an instant. She gasped and tried to pull down her short skirt. But Chen Bin grabbed her wrist at that moment, and simultaneously placed his other hand on her heart.

With just a press of his fingertip, Ling Xiaobei let out a muffled groan, her hazy eyes welling up with tears, her tender heart overflowing with warmth. Feeling his fingertip become even wetter, Chen Bin pursed his lips, his fingers slowly hooking onto the white fabric, gently pulling it down. Ling Xiaobei's delicate body trembled, seeing her beautiful paradise completely exposed, her snow-white, soft skin looking incredibly alluring.

She glanced at him briefly, then turned her head away, not daring to look again. But Chen Bin gently stroked her heart, chuckling softly as he said:

"Xiao Bei, are you sure you don't want to take another look? You might not have another chance to look later."

"Wh...what do you mean?" Hearing Chen Bin's words, Ling Xiaobei felt a surge of unease and quickly looked up at him. "A normal kiss is too boring. I want to use the props I bought before." Chen Bin's fingertips pushed open Ling Xiaobei's heart. "Props? What props?" Ling Xiaobei's heart tightened.

"This is it." Chen Bin picked up the shopping bag next to him and pulled out a black lace eye mask. Ling Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

While the silk eye mask was quite sensual, it paled in comparison to Chen Bin's other props.

"Here, put it on." Seeing Ling Xiaobei's expression visibly relax, Chen Bin's lips curled up slightly. In fact, he was already planning to use all the props he had bought today on Ling Xiaobei.

However, if the most powerful tools are used from the start, Ling Xiaobei definitely won't agree, and it wouldn't be very meaningful either. It's better to use more palatable tools first, like we are now, and then slowly lure Ling Xiaobei into the abyss.

"All you ever do is buy these things!" Ling Xiaobei blushed instantly when she saw the eye mask Chen Bin handed her. "But you didn't stop me when I bought it," Chen Bin muttered, gently pressing the eye mask in front of him.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaobei's pretty face grew even more annoyed: "I wanted to stop you, but you've already paid." "Since that's the case, then hurry up and put it on. You've already bought it, you can't just not use it."

Chen Bin chuckled, his fingertips tracing circles on Ling Xiaobei's damp door, then slightly dipping into it. Feeling the warmth of Chen Bin's fingertips, Ling Xiaobei let out a soft groan, panting, "You should trim your nails." "Did I hurt you?" Chen Bin's movements became more careful.

After all, the paradise before us is the most delicate place, and we cannot exert too much force.

"It's alright, it hurt a little bit just now." Ling Xiaobei murmured softly, biting her cherry lips, her delicate hand slowly lifting the blindfold. Under Chen Bin's expectant gaze, Ling Xiaobei slowly put on the black lace blindfold, her vision instantly becoming very dark. Fortunately, the blindfold was made of lace, so her vision wasn't completely blocked, which made her feel a little more at ease. "Pfft, you look quite sexy with this blindfold on." Chen Bin gazed at Ling Xiaobei's pretty face, his eyes burning with desire. At this moment, Ling Xiaobei, wearing the lace blindfold, gently biting her rosy lips with her pearly teeth, looked incredibly alluring and tempting.

Therefore, Chen Bin raised his hands without hesitation and tightly grasped Ling Xiaobei's round peach-like vulva below her slender waist. His fingertips sank deep into it, feeling a warm softness.

Then he leaned forward, buried his face in Ling Xiaobei's groin, and kissed the moist paradise in front of him deeply.

Seeing Chen Bin's sudden change in intensity, Ling Xiaobei's white-stockinged legs trembled involuntarily. A warm, loving feeling welled up inside her, wetting Chen Bin's lips.

The rich aroma of abalone filled his nostrils, igniting a fire in Chen Bin's heart, and he kissed it passionately. Ling Xiaobei's strange feelings suddenly intensified, and her chanting took on a mournful, tearful tone.

Unable to see Chen Bin's face clearly, her hands groped haphazardly, nervously gripping his back. Her rosy lips parted slightly as she urgently called out, "Chen...Chen Bin."

"I'm here," Chen Bin mumbled, then forcefully inhaled into Ling Xiaobei's heart.

Ling Xiaobei's heart trembled, and her white-stockinged legs involuntarily tensed as she felt the room gradually flooded.

Chen Bin also realized this, his breathing became heavy, and he carefully moved forward, gently biting a flower stamen.

Ling Xiaobei had never experienced such stimulation before. Her delicate body instantly stiffened, and her nerves pounded wildly. A mournful cry escaped her lips, and a torrent of rain poured out, splashing onto Chen Bin's face.

Chapter 181 Shameful Tools, Battle Begins

Feeling his face become wet, Chen Bin instinctively squinted, looking up to see Ling Xiaobei's beautiful legs trembling like leaves. Streams of glistening water gushed from them, landing on Chen Bin's neck, filling the surrounding air with the aroma of abalone. Chen Bin's cheek pressed against Ling Xiaobei's white-stockinged legs, watching the flow of water, his eyes filled with astonishment. Because of the close proximity, he could even see Ling Xiaobei's heart opening and closing, incredibly erotic. Ling Xiaobei, however, couldn't see her own climax because her view was obstructed, which made her somewhat flustered and ashamed. Her fair hands groped over Chen Bin's body, her rosy lips slightly parted: "Chen...Chen Bin, are you there?" "Right in front of you." Chen Bin grasped Ling Xiaobei's hand, gently comforting her.

Ling Xiaobei immediately relaxed, letting out a soft "whoosh," as the remaining rainwater rushed out, completely soaking her stockings. Chen Bin reached out and touched them, feeling the pure white stockings become incredibly slippery, covered with tiny water droplets. Ling Xiaobei felt all the pent-up emotions erupt, her delicate body instantly losing all strength, leaning limply against the desk behind her. Her snow-white nostrils flared, exhaling warm, fragrant breath, and her dark eyes were already filled with tears.

"How does it feel? More exciting than usual?" Chen Bin chuckled, sitting up and moving closer to Ling Xiaobei. "Exciting? Isn't it all to please you?" Ling Xiaobei retorted irritably, preparing to remove her lace blindfold. But Chen Bin leaned forward, kissing Ling Xiaobei's delicate nose, gently licking it through the blindfold. Seeing this, Ling Xiaobei quickly closed her eyes, feeling Chen Bin's tongue tracing patterns on the lace blindfold. Because the blindfold was so thin, her eyelids also came into contact with Chen Bin's tongue, becoming slightly moist. At the same time, Chen Bin's hot breath continuously brushed against her brow, making Ling Xiaobei's face burn. "Have you kissed enough?" Ling Xiaobei asked breathlessly, seeing Chen Bin's continued kissing.

"Of course not." Chen Bin cupped Ling Xiaobei's smooth, delicate cheeks in his hands and kissed her from her eyebrows down to her nipples. His lips then pressed against her delicate, firm breasts, sealing her cherry lips with his own.

His tongue swirled around on Ling Xiaobei's soft lips, then pried open her mouth and slipped inside, capturing her delicate tongue.

Feeling Chen Bin's vigorous intrusion, Ling Xiaobei let out a soft moan, her hands instinctively wrapping around the back of his neck. She tried to open her eyes, hoping to see Chen Bin's face clearly, but only saw a somewhat blurry one. However, she could still recognize him, which relieved her, and she passionately returned his kiss. Feeling Ling Xiaobei's delicate tongue responding to his, Chen Bin's desire surged, and his hand slowly moved downwards. In a moment of surprise, Chen Bin pressed his hand against Ling Xiaobei's chest.

Through the relatively thin white shirt, Chen Bin could feel the wonderful texture of the plump snowballs.

This made his kiss even more passionate, while he clenched his fist and slowly played with the roundness in his palm. With his other hand, he gently unbuttoned two buttons, revealing Ling Xiaobei's underwear.

Perhaps to match her JK uniform, Ling Xiaobei's underwear today was also pure white, making her look very innocent and charming.

Chen Bin's fingers deftly parted the bra, effortlessly covering a snow-white, round mound. He pinched the rosy tip between two fingers and gently twisted it.

Ling Xiaobei's heart trembled as she sensed something unusual, and she involuntarily let out a melodious and beautiful moan.

Upon hearing this voice, Chen Bin slowly raised his head and saw that Ling Xiaobei's rosy lips had become moist, with a silvery-white line of water hanging from the corner of her lips.

"Is everything ready here?" Chen Bin whispered, pressing against Ling Xiaobei's forehead. At the same time, he held Ling Xiaobei's thigh, his fingertips gently squeezing her moist vulva.

Seeing Chen Bin's direct action, Ling Xiaobei quickly pressed down on the back of his hand, her pretty face flushing with an alluring blush again. "Don't want to come?" Chen Bin grabbed Ling Xiaobei's wrist and whispered.

“No.” Ling Xiaobei took off her blindfold and immediately let out a long sigh of relief. “It’s inconvenient on the stool, let’s sit on the desk.” Hearing this, Chen Bin raised an eyebrow and pulled Ling Xiaobei up without hesitation, making her sit on the desk.

Then they pushed the desks in the back row to the side to make more space for their later battle.

But when he tried to move the stool, he found it was covered in glistening water stains. This was one of the reasons Ling Xiaobei hadn't wanted to sit on the stool in the first place.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Chen Bin bending over and touching the ground, Ling Xiaobei pressed her hand down on her short skirt and kicked off her shoes at the same time.

Then she raised her straight, slender legs and gently kicked Chen Bin's shoulder with her white-stockinged feet. "Look at my spoils of war," Chen Bin said with a smile, lifting a stool and placing it in front of Ling Xiaobei.

Seeing the glistening water stains on the stool, Ling Xiaobei's pretty face flushed, feeling a bit ashamed: "What's so interesting about this?"

"You're definitely not as good as me," Chen Bin muttered, raising his hand to grasp Ling Xiaobei's white silk-clad feet. Because she had been wearing shoes, her feet weren't wet and remained dry. Chen Bin pressed her feet against his cheek, clearly feeling a warm, soft sensation.

"You're such a pervert." Seeing Chen Bin's actions, Xiao Bei pouted her red lips and gently rubbed her jade feet against Chen Bin's cheek.

"This is called appreciating the beautiful scenery, how is it perverted?" Chen Bin smacked his lips and lowered his head to kiss Ling Xiaobei's white silk feet. His tongue gently licked, leaving a moist kiss mark on the back of her feet.

He then slowly kissed upwards, grazing her rounded calves, and lay down on her plump thighs, nibbling at the soft, white flesh with a lingering affection. "You're not going to kiss here, are you?" Seeing Chen Bin's actions, Ling Xiaobei nervously pressed her hand against her thigh.

"Of course not. Abalone is delicious, but you can't eat it as a staple food all the time," Chen Bin said vaguely. Then, under Ling Xiaobei's gaze, he straightened up and took off his clothes.

Seeing the Sword of the Kidney Warrior appear before her, Ling Xiaobei was immediately filled with shyness and quickly looked away. However, her eyes darted around, and the struggling look made her heart beat faster involuntarily.

"If you want to look, just look openly. Why are you sneaking around?" Chen Bin said casually, noticing Ling Xiaobei's gaze. "Where did I peek? I kept my head down the whole time!" Ling Xiaobei said stubbornly, her soft lips barely moving. "If you didn't look, why are you blushing?" Chen Bin muttered, stepping closer to Ling Xiaobei.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his erect penis plunging beneath her short skirt, precisely finding its target. Feeling his moist entrance pressed against her, Ling Xiaobei's heart leaped into her throat. She hurriedly turned her head away and closed her eyes: "You just kissed my legs for so long, isn't it normal for me to blush?"

“That makes a lot of sense.” Chen Bin smiled, raised his head and pulled down Ling Xiaobei’s black lace eye mask.

Ling Xiaobei's vision was instantly blocked, and she was startled. Just as she was about to speak, she felt Chen Bin suddenly move forward.

A hot, masculine scent wafted over her, causing Ling Xiaobei's heart to tremble. Her soft, delicate hands instinctively gripped the table. But just then, Chen Bin suddenly grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back.

Ling Xiaobei didn't understand what Chen Bin was going to do. Just as she was feeling confused and uneasy, she heard a rustling sound.

"Chen Bin, what are you doing?" Ling Xiaobei bit her cherry lips, her voice trembling slightly. "Looking for two props," Chen Bin said excitedly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled a pair of pink leather handcuffs from her bag and handcuffed Ling Xiaobei's delicate hands behind her back. The inner rim of the handcuffs was lined with soft fur, which provided protection and prevented them from digging into Ling Xiaobei's wrists. Unlike metal handcuffs, they didn't make Ling Xiaobei's wrists feel cold.

Even so, Ling Xiaobei still felt very nervous, after all, she was currently wearing an eye mask.

Being handcuffed by Chen Bin in this situation filled her with shame, and her body writhed restlessly. Her long, slender feet swayed, trying to step on something to maintain her balance.

But Chen Bin had already moved the stool away, and Ling Xiaobei didn't want to stand on the ground, so she could only lightly step on Chen Bin's knee. At the same time, Jing widened her eyes, trying to see what Chen Bin was doing, but she vaguely saw him bending over and rummaging through shopping bags. "Didn't you say there were two props? Why are you still rummaging through them?"

Realizing Chen Bin's thoughts, Ling Xiaobei pinched the soft flesh of his knee with her rounded toes and asked in a trembling voice, "There are indeed two items. The hand counts as one, and the other is the clip." Chen Bin straightened up, a smug smile playing on his lips.

At this moment, a delicate pale gold chain lay quietly in his palm.

The chain was very thin, extending about an inch to the left and right from the center, each adorned with a pale gold bell. Beside the pale gold bells hung two smaller bells, which jingled crisply with a gentle shake.

Looking outwards from the bell, at each end of the chain hangs a small silver clasp. Above the clasp are two pale gold clips.

These clips are also very delicate, with the head wrapped in soft black rubber to reduce pain when clamping the skin. Next to the head of the clip is a small screw switch that can be used to adjust the tightness and pressure of the clip.

At the junction of the clip and the silver clasp, a burgundy bow adorned the design, making it look quite beautiful. "Clip? Clip it to where?" Hearing Chen Bin's words, Ling Xiaobei's heart immediately tightened with nervousness.

"What do you think?" Chen Bin smiled and gently poked the rosy spot on Ling Xiaobei's chest with the clip.

Ling Xiaobei immediately understood the purpose of the clip, her delicate hands tensed instantly, and she said with immense shame, "How can you clip something here?"

"What's wrong with that? Don't worry, it won't hurt." Chen Bin had barely finished speaking when he gently pinched the delicate red plum in front of him. Although Chen Bin said it wouldn't hurt, Ling Xiaobei still felt pain and a strange sensation spreading wildly in her heart. "I was wrong before, you're not just a pervert, you're a complete pervert!" Ling Xiaobei gritted her teeth, glaring at Chen Bin with shame and anger. At the same time, she twisted her upper body, trying to avoid the other pinch.

But the moment she moved, the pale gold bells on the chain jingled, producing a melodious sound. Ling Xiaobei felt increasingly ashamed, but dared not shake it any longer, enduring only the pain in her chest and the discomfort in her wrists. "That's more like it." Seeing that Ling Xiaobei had stopped struggling, Chen Bin smiled and grasped the full, ripe flesh beneath her slender waist. Then, leaning forward, his long-awaited "Kidney Warrior's Sword" slid smoothly into Ling Xiaobei's heart.

Chapter 182 Pleasure on the Table, Beauty Like Jade

Realizing her heart was suddenly occupied, Ling Xiaobei instinctively let out a soft moan, a familiar sense of fullness washing over her. She could clearly feel her heart burning, her soul trembling slightly from the heat, her eyes glazed over. Her rosy lips parted slightly, releasing a captivating moan, her tender little lips unconsciously licking. Chen Bin, on the other hand, felt himself entering a warm place, enveloped tightly by warmth and smoothness, feeling completely at ease. He let out a satisfied sigh, his hands encircling Ling Xiaobei's soft waist, lowering his head to bite her soft, fragrant shoulder. Although Ling Xiaobei's heart was already filled with warmth, Chen Bin didn't immediately begin to move, allowing her to adjust. He simply remained there, his hand pressed against her chest, gently grasping a snow-white, round mound.

As Chen Bin moved his hand, the pale golden bell jingled again, emitting a clear and melodious sound. Chen Bin lowered his eyes, and could see the bell pressed against Ling Xiaobei's chest, looking incredibly alluring. Because the bell was made of metal, it brought a cool sensation when it rubbed against her skin. This filled Ling Xiaobei with a strange feeling, her nerves twitching uncontrollably, and her delicate body involuntarily trembling. But as soon as she made a movement, a sharp pain and stimulation shot through her chest, making Ling Xiaobei's breathing rapid.

The thought of her breast being pinched by something unknown filled Ling Xiaobei with extreme shame. "If you feel too nervous, you can take off your blindfold."

Noticing Ling Xiaobei's unease, Chen Bin slowly licked and kissed her warm, pink neck, whispering indistinctly, "Forget it, if I take it off, the stimulation for you will be less." Ling Xiaobei breathed heavily, murmuring softly. She knew that the sight of her wearing the blindfold was a huge stimulus for Chen Bin, making him even more excited than usual. That was the allure of uniform fetish.

If the blindfold were removed now, the effect might be greatly diminished, since being blindfolded is also a kind of XP and Play. "You're so good to me?" Hearing Ling Xiaobei's words, Chen Bin chuckled and flicked the little bell on her chest.

"I've always been good to you, you just don't know how lucky you are." Ling Xiaobei pouted and leaned back slightly. Her handcuffed hands groped for the table to make her position more comfortable.

“Since you’ve said so, I’ll definitely have to repay you today.” Chen Bin finished speaking and slowly lowered his hands. Ling Xiaobei’s buttocks tightened as she felt her peach-like body being covered by two devilish hands, gently kneaded. This made her legs tense slightly, giving Chen Bin an even more wonderful experience, driving him to slowly move forward. Ling Xiaobei’s inner depths were gradually touched, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan, her fair hands suddenly clenching tightly. At the same time, Chen Bin let out a heavy breath, his heart filled with intense pleasure, his soul rejoicing. After pausing slightly, he slowly began to cultivate.

Ling Xiaobei felt people coming and going from her house, and her delicate brows furrowed involuntarily, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

In the orange glow of the setting sun, her jade-like body swayed back and forth with Chen Bin's movements. Her two full breasts trembled, creating an alluring wave of snow-white flesh.

As she trembled, the two bright red marks rubbed against the clamp, bringing even more intense pain.

This caused the bells beneath the crimson plum blossoms to jingle incessantly, their clear sounds swirling around them. Meanwhile, perhaps due to prolonged use, the desk had become flimsy and soon began to creak. All these sounds combined, echoing in Ling Xiaobei's ears, intensifying her sensations rapidly. Her rosy lips parted slightly, her voice rising in a triumphant tone.

Seeing Ling Xiaobei aroused so quickly, Chen Bin raised a hand and pressed it against her smooth back, burying it in her chest. Ling Xiaobei's chest was already being constantly stimulated by the clamps, and now, with Chen Bin kissing her, it heaved violently.

The bell swayed even more violently, its clear sound growing louder, drowning out Ling Xiaobei's chanting. Seeing the incessantly shaking bell, Chen Bin's anger surged, and he took a step forward.

The sound of collision followed, joining other sounds to create a beautiful melody.

Feeling the continuous bombardment on her heart, Ling Xiaobei's mind was instantly filled with pleasure, and her lips involuntarily opened. Her long, shapely legs trembled violently and quickly blushed.

Her straight legs, encased in white stockings, were gently raised, dangling on either side of Chen Bin, her rounded toes already curled. Seeing her long, beautiful legs before him, Chen Bin casually reached out and stroked them, feeling their smooth, soft texture. Because Ling Xiaobei's body was subjected to the surging onslaught of desire, it quickly became weak and her legs went limp. So she naturally placed one of her beautiful legs in Chen Bin's hands, while the other extended forward, hooking around his lower back. Her lustrous jade-like feet gently rubbed against Chen Bin's back.

This made it easier for Chen Bin's hands to caress Ling Xiaobei's rounded thighs, so he simply placed both palms downwards. Amidst Ling Xiaobei's gasp, Chen Bin grabbed her long, straight, white-stockinged legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders. This made Chen Bin's path forward much smoother, allowing him to directly confront the softest part of his heart.

Ling Xiaobei's delicate body trembled even more violently, her voice tinged with sobs and becoming intermittent. Her upper body gradually leaned back, half-lying on the desk, her smooth, silky back gently pressing against the heavy textbooks.

Many textbooks and test papers had already been pushed aside by Ling Xiaobei, scattering across the floor beside her desk. From her vantage point, the white test papers and pages looked like a flower, surrounding Ling Xiaobei. "Xiaobei, today I finally understand what it means to find beauty in books."

Seeing the stunning sight of Ling Xiaobei lying amidst the books, Chen Bin chuckled, his emotions growing increasingly agitated. "What do you mean?" Ling Xiaobei didn't understand Chen Bin's words, only sensing his movements becoming more intense.

This filled Ling Xiaobei with curiosity, and she instinctively wanted to remove the blindfold to take a look, but then realized that her hands were cuffed. "I'll help you remove the blindfold." Chen Bin saw what Ling Xiaobei was thinking and pulled her lace blindfold up to her nose. Ling Xiaobei's vision was no longer obstructed, and she slowly opened her eyes, the scene before her gradually becoming clearer.

Then she saw her jade-like feet resting on Chen Bin's shoulders, her two slender, beautiful legs standing upside down like jade pillars. At the base of her beautiful legs, the Sword of the Kidney Warrior was studying the paradise scenery, with faint, crystal-clear water droplets splashing out from it.

Because of the close proximity, Ling Xiaobei could clearly see that the sword of the kidney warrior was covered with glistening water droplets. This instantly made her face flush red, and she quickly looked away and lowered her head, only to see her full chest. The two pale gold clips came into view, making Ling Xiaobei finally understand the kind of torture she had endured. She raised her white silk-clad foot and stepped on Chen Bin's shoulder in embarrassment and anger, her voice trembling: "Are you sure this won't hurt me?" "Of course not, at most it will hurt a little. Don't you think it's beautiful?" Chen Bin gently flicked the clips.

Ling Xiaobei's heart trembled violently. Watching the bell sway, she felt even more ashamed: "Beautiful my foot..." But before Ling Xiaobei could finish speaking, Chen Bin's body suddenly lurched forward.

Ling Xiaobei's heart was violently struck, and the words she spoke instantly turned into sobs.

“My big head is actually not as pretty as my small head.” Chen Bin gently stroked the beautiful legs in front of him: “Ling Xiaobei, is there anything else you want to say?” “I said you’re a pervert…” Ling Xiaobei glared angrily at Chen Bin.

But this time, before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted again by a violent impact. "Still want to say something?" Chen Bin said with a light laugh.

Ling Xiaobei was breathing heavily, her eyes were somewhat vacant, and her face was flushed with an intoxicating red, but she dared not speak again.

"Since you're not going to talk anymore, then turn over." Chen Bin gently pulled Ling Xiaobei's beautiful leg away. Ling Xiaobei's delicate body trembled, and she weakly twisted her body, lying face down on the table.