Ning Xia was in such agony that it appeared as though her heart and lungs were being torn apart. Her tiny eyes seemed to shoot daggers at him, and Bo Siyan had no choice but to resist his own desires and caress her tense body, kissing her lips.
"Oooh, you freaking lied to me..."
She felt that even period pains couldn't compare to this pain.
Who said this kind of thing was wonderful, comfortable, and delightful? Were they all deceiving young girls?
Bo Siyan was both anxious and helpless; he hadn't expected Ning Xia to be like a virgin, and so sensitive at that... moreover, as he hadn't been with a woman in many years, it was inevitable that he couldn't quite control his strength.
But asking him to pull back now was rather difficult; he could only try harder to soothe her, "My dear, just endure it a little, it will be okay."
Seeing her in so much pain hurt him too, but seeing her in pain for him filled him with a sense of male satisfaction.
