[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 8

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Chapter 33: Duan Yu Practices Swordplay.

The two embraced and drifted off to sleep happily.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaoyu opened his eyes and felt something between him and Gan Baobao. Looking down, he saw an innocent and adorable smiling face—it was Zhong Ling. This little girl had somehow gotten there.

Gan Baobao quickly woke up as well and found Zhong Ling between them. Her heart filled with sweetness. Zhong Ling seemed to be dreaming of something happy, her face radiating bliss.

"Ling'er must have dreamt of you. Look how happy she is," Gan Baobao whispered to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Yes, look how cute our daughter is. In a few years, she'll be a stunning beauty like her mother," Zhang Xiaoyu teased Gan Baobao.

"You're so annoying! Ling'er isn't your daughter. She's my daughter!" Gan Baobao protested. "Yes, yes, Ling'er isn't my daughter. She's my wife, okay? Mother-in-law, I wonder if your son-in-law satisfied you last night?" Zhang Xiaoyu said, his heart pounding even faster. It was so exciting!

"Ugh, you're so mean!" Gan Baobao blushed and quickly covered her face with the blanket. Since being nourished both physically and mentally by Zhang Xiaoyu, she'd become more and more like a little girl, as if she'd returned to her teenage years.

Zhong Ling was woken up by Gan Baobao pulling the blanket over her head. She squinted her eyes and said coquettishly, "You guys won't let me sleep properly! Ling'er is so sleepy." Zhang Xiaoyu reached under the blanket and gently patted Zhong Ling's bottom. "If you don't get up, the sun will be shining on Ling'er's bottom." Zhong Ling's eyes immediately became glazed after being patted by Zhang Xiaoyu. "Mother, you're bullying Ling'er! Ling'er came to make love to her husband yesterday, and Mother told him to rest well for the night, but she secretly came to meet him." This girl, she got aroused just from a pat on the bottom.

Gan Baobao knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't talk to Zhong Ling and continued to bury her head in the sand.

"My darling Ling'er, tonight your husband will definitely pamper you. I promise Ling'er won't be able to get off the table tomorrow," Zhang Xiaoyu said with a lewd grin.

Zhang Xiaoyu rolled over between Gan Baobao and her daughter, embracing them and groping them extensively. He still had to help Duan Yu practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword today, and someone could come looking for him at any moment. Zhang Xiaoyu didn't dare to actually do anything. His recklessness last night was partly due to being irresistibly seduced by Gan Baobao, and partly because he knew the monks from Tianlong Temple wouldn't come that night. After satisfying his desires, the three got up, dressed, and left the room together.

They encountered Xin Shuangqing and her apprentice, along with Mu Wanqing. Mu Wanqing, inexperienced in matters of love, was completely unaware of this. So, she felt nothing, only that the sounds from last night had made her feel hot all over. Xin Shuangqing and her apprentice, however, were seasoned veterans. Having been tormented all night, they looked at Zhang Xiaoyu with resentful eyes, making him feel like a sinner for all time. Being a man isn't easy, being a man with many wives is even harder; one must treat everyone equally! Zhang Xiaoyu quickly stepped forward, embracing one woman in each arm, his hands resting on their ample buttocks. He kneaded them while whispering in their ears, "Tonight, your husband will surely love you both well. You've suffered these past few days; it's all your husband's fault." The two women weren't jealous by nature; their earlier expressions were merely for Zhang Xiaoyu's benefit. Hearing his words, they chuckled.

Zhang Xiaoyu then took Mu Wanqing's hand, looking at her flushed face, and couldn't resist kissing her. Mu Wanqing was so embarrassed she dared not look at anyone. Her heart pounded wildly.

Yu Mei brought water for everyone to wash their faces, and Zhang Xiaoyu's expression instantly darkened. The women were bewildered; he had been perfectly fine just moments before, and now his expression had suddenly changed. They all stared at him.

Zhang Xiaoyu pulled Yu Mei over and made her sit on his lap. His face darkened as he asked, "Who told you to do these things? Don't you have any servants? Even if you don't, we have hands and feet and don't need anyone to wait on us. Yu Mei, you are my wife now. I have never treated you like a servant. Do you know how heartbroken I am by doing these things? Even the slightest bit of hardship or grievance makes your husband uncomfortable. In my eyes, all my wives are the same. Even if you were a princess, I wouldn't want you if you didn't have the right attitude. As my wives, all you have to do is make yourselves happy. All the suffering and hardship will be borne by your husband. Even if the sky falls, your husband will hold it up for you. Remember that?" "Husband!" Yu Mei excitedly turned and hugged Zhang Xiaoyu, feeling incredibly sweet and happy. The other women, with tears in their eyes, also went to Zhang Xiaoyu and hugged him, their hearts filled with pride and admiration. Zhang Xiaoyu immediately turned into a mummy.

In this era where women had no status, Zhang Xiaoyu's words could probably make half the women in the world fall for him.

The group huddled together, silently savoring the warmth of their large family.

At that moment, outside the door, someone else had also heard Zhang Xiaoyu's words. Dao Baifeng, having received the news yesterday, had rushed to Tianlong Temple with Duan Yu that evening, and this morning had come specifically to call everyone for breakfast and dinner. She had only heard Zhang Xiaoyu's shocking words and was immediately captivated by them. Dao Baifeng was a woman of strong character; her refusal to allow Duan Zhengchun to have multiple wives and concubines was a rebellion against the unequal status of men and women in society. But now, she was deeply moved by Zhang Xiaoyu's words, her face filled with infatuation. Perhaps only a man like him was worthy of having multiple wives and concubines. He was a man who truly understood women, loved women, and was worthy of a woman's lifelong commitment.

Dao Baifeng snapped out of her reverie, suppressing her excitement, and knocked on the door.

The warm atmosphere inside was interrupted by a knock on the door. The women quickly released Zhang Xiaoyu, but this moment was already deeply etched in their hearts, a beautiful memory they would never forget.

Gan Baobao opened the door and saw Dao Baifeng. Both of them were somewhat embarrassed. Dao Baifeng went into the house and told Zhang Xiaoyu and the others to go eat, then went back first. She really didn't dare to look at Zhang Xiaoyu; she was afraid she would be attracted to him, which was too dangerous for her, the Princess Consort of Zheng Nan.

After washing their faces and getting ready, they went to eat.

After breakfast, Master Kurong summoned Zhang Xiaoyu to help Duan Yu practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Zhang Xiaoyu followed Master Kurong to a secret room. The room was very spacious, and six scrolls hung on the walls. The silk was yellowed with age, and each scroll depicted a naked man with acupoints marked on his body, and the pathways of the six meridians were drawn in red and black lines. This must be the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual. "Six Meridian Divine Sword" is the highest martial art of the Dali Duan family, created by Duan Siping, the founding emperor of Dali. The so-called Six Meridian Divine Sword refers to a martial art where internal energy contained in the fingertips is released remotely, causing the energy to move at extremely high speeds through the air. Its form is simple, its effects remarkable, and its sensations intense, all unparalleled. With prolonged practice, it can produce extraordinary results, reaching the realm of "finger sword," where an invisible sword seems to exist wherever the finger's force reaches. Whether sweeping or pointing, it can injure the enemy. It utilizes the body's natural ability to absorb Qi, rapidly developing human potential. It heals illnesses, increases internal strength and endurance, and lays a solid foundation for internal energy cultivation.

The six swords are: Left thumb—Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian—Shaoshang Sword. Characteristics: Powerful and vigorous, with a force that can shake the heavens and earth, like a storm. Right index finger—Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian—Shangyang Sword. Characteristics: Ingenious and flexible, elusive and difficult to predict. Right middle finger—Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin—Zhongchong Sword. Characteristics: Grand and sweeping, majestic and imposing. Right ring finger—Sanjiao Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang—Guanchong Sword. Characteristics: Winning with its clumsy and unadorned style. Right little finger—Heart Meridian of Hand-Shaoyin—Shaochong Sword. Characteristics: Light and swift. Left little finger—Small Intestine Meridian of Hand-Taiyang—Shaoze Sword. Characteristics: Appearing and disappearing suddenly, with subtle and exquisite changes. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the seven people currently in the secret room: Benyin, Bencan, Benguan, Benxiang, Kurong, Duan Zhengming, Duan Yu, and himself.

Duan Zhengming greeted Zhang Xiaoyu upon his arrival. Duan Yu was grateful to Zhang Xiaoyu for helping him improve his skills. His only wish now was to master the Six Meridians Divine Sword so he could protect his goddess. Dao Baifeng had also explained the matter of Duan Zhengchun to Duan Yu. Initially, Duan Yu harbored some resentment towards Zhang Xiaoyu, but after learning last night that Zhang Xiaoyu had risked damaging his own cultivation to help him, and considering that Duan Zhengchun truly had his own faults—otherwise, Dali might have faced annihilation—and that Zhang Xiaoyu had prevented it all, he felt more at ease.

Practicing the Six Meridians Divine Sword requires a high level of internal energy. Without the fortuitous encounters described in the original story, Duan Yu naturally couldn't learn the Northern Darkness Divine Art and therefore couldn't absorb internal energy. Now, the group surrounded Duan Yu, slowly channeling their internal energy into him. After

channeling an unknown amount of internal energy, when they felt it was enough, Ku Rong told everyone to stop and explained Chapter 1 of the sword manual, the Taiyin Lung Meridian, to Duan Yu. Duan Yu followed the lines on the meridian chart, starting from the Great Abyss, then leaping back to the Chize point, and then down to the Yuji point. His internal energy meandered along his arm, rising to his elbow and then to his upper arm. The energy flowed along the meridians, finally entering the Tanzhong acupoint, thus mastering the Shaoshang Sword technique. He

then looked at the Shaoyang Sword diagram. As Duan Yu focused intently, he suddenly felt a surge of energy rise from his dantian, rushing to his shoulder and arm, following the red lines to the Guanchong acupoint on his ring finger. Finally, the energy flowed back to his dantian along the meridians. He had mastered this sword technique.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the diagram but showed no reaction. It seemed Duan Yu was destined for the Six Meridians Divine Sword, easily understanding its principles.

After resting for a moment, Duan Yu turned to look at the 'Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian Chart'. The meridian originates from the Jiquan acupoint under the armpit, runs three inches above the elbow to the Qingling acupoint, then to the Shaohai acupoint in the depression behind the elbow, passing through the Lingdao, Tongli, Shenmen, and Shaofu acupoints, finally reaching the Shaochong acupoint on the little finger. Duan Yu followed the diagram to circulate his internal energy, and his true qi indeed flowed along the meridian route.

In just half a day, Duan Yu had traversed all the acupoints depicted on the six diagrams. He felt refreshed and had nothing to do. He then looked at the diagrams of the six sword techniques: Shaoshang, Shangyang, Zhongchong, Guanchong, Shaochong, and Shaoze. He saw red and black lines crisscrossing, extremely complicated, and found it difficult to comprehend for the time being. He had reached this point for today. Now Duan Yu's internal energy was sufficient; all he needed was time.

Master Kurong, Master Benyin, and others were also happy for Duan Yu. In the past hundred years, only five people in Tianlong Temple had mastered the "Six Meridians Divine Sword," and each time it took decades of practice. Duan Yu only stayed in the secret chamber for half a day, yet he had already mastered all the methods of internal energy cultivation. How could they not be happy?

After everyone went out and had lunch, Ku Rong and the others took turns teaching Duan Yu in the secret chamber, sharing their new sword techniques and experiences with him. Zhang Xiaoyu, seeing that there was nothing more for him to do, returned to the courtyard to take a bath.

He had been busy for several days and hadn't washed himself. He had to work overtime tonight, so he decided to take a bath first. Should he go eat Wan Qing first, or should he satisfy the Shuang Qing master and disciple first? That was the question.

Chapter 034: Winning Over Wan Qing

Zhang Xiaoyu filled the tub with water, took off his clothes, and went into the tub. On such a hot day, soaking in the cold water was really refreshing. Just then, Yu Mei came to see if Zhang Xiaoyu had returned.

As soon as she entered, she saw Zhang Xiaoyu bathing naked and quickly went over to him.

"Husband, why didn't you call me when you took a bath? I could have helped you scrub your back." Saying this, Yu Mei went to get a towel, but she was in a hurry and tripped over a chair on the floor as she went around the table. She slipped, cried out in surprise, and fell into the tub. Zhang Xiaoyu had just turned around when Yu Mei pushed him down into the tub. Zhang Xiaoyu quickly caught Yu Mei. Yu Mei pressed herself against Zhang Xiaoyu, who was naked, and his masculine scent filled her nostrils, making Yu Mei's body go weak. Come to think of it, since leaving Wanjie Valley, the two hadn't truly been intimate. Although Yu Mei had never initiated contact with Zhang Xiaoyu, that didn't mean she didn't need it.

Zhang Xiaoyu knew that Yu Mei couldn't change her role in a short time. Having been a servant for so many years and bound by feudal ideas, he would take it slowly and show her more care in the future. This girl was so obedient it was heartbreaking.

"Yu Mei, your body smells so good—" Zhang Xiaoyu said with a wicked grin, his hands climbing up her plump, fragrant buttocks as he tightly embraced Yu Mei. Although Yu Mei was young, her development was remarkably good; in today's terms, she had a youthful face and large breasts, her plump buttocks no smaller than Gan Baobao's.

Yu Mei's heart pounded like a deer's. She tried to struggle to get up, but a pair of strong arms tightly encircled her slender waist, rendering her immobile. Her clothes were completely soaked.

Yu Mei slumped softly into Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, her burning face pressed tightly against his hot chest. As Zhang Xiaoyu's electrifying hands caressed her, Yu Mei felt her body growing increasingly hot.

Zhang Xiaoyu held the beautiful woman in his arms, inhaling her faint fragrance. His breathing grew heavier, and he held Yu Mei even tighter. His erection pressed against her lower abdomen, and he could feel the smooth, delicate skin beneath her damp clothes… Ever since her first time with Zhang Xiaoyu, Yu Mei had longed for his favor every night, only to fall asleep disappointed each time. Although she had anticipated this for so many days, she felt nervous as it approached. After all, it was only their second time. Yu Mei pressed herself tightly against Zhang Xiaoyu, barely daring to breathe, her full breasts pressing against his chest, giving him a strange pleasure. Zhang Xiaoyu let out a soft, comfortable groan, his hands rhythmically kneading Yu Mei's rounded buttocks.

"Yu Mei, today your husband will take a nice bath with you," Zhang Xiaoyu said, standing up and peeling off Yu Mei's soaking wet clothes one by one.

Looking at Yu Mei, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh: In his past life, he had always wanted to see a woman with a youthful face and large breasts, but he had never seen one. He never expected that not only had he seen one, but she had also become his wife.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled at Yu Mei, "Yu Mei, today we'll help each other bathe." After saying that, he began to rub Yu Mei's sensitive areas.

"Husband... this isn't right. How can I let my husband bathe me? If the other sisters see this, they'll think Yu Mei is being inconsiderate." A husband bathing

his wife—Yu Mei and the others had probably never heard of such a thing. "My husband just likes to bathe his wife. In a few days, I'll bathe all of you sisters together. It's only fun for a husband to bathe his wife." Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu say this, Yu Mei no longer objected and began to dry Zhang Xiaoyu's body with a towel in both hands.

Yu Mei bathed every night, so she wasn't dirty at all. Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't really helping her bathe; he was clearly teasing her. His touch made Yu Mei weak and breathless.

Unable to resist, Zhang Xiaoyu picked her up and placed her on the bed.

Yu Mei's eyes were misty with tears, her face flushed. Whether intentionally or not, she swayed her body, causing Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze to be fixed on her full breasts, which heaved in and out, creating wave after wave.

When Zhang Xiaoyu saw the two trembling, shyly erect, cherry-red nipples of her soft, round breasts, barely concealed by her bra, and the faint, dark pubic hair beneath her slender waist, his mouth went dry and his heart burned.

Zhang Xiaoyu stared at Yu Mei's almost incomparably beautiful body, her face flushed crimson. The alluring peaks, rosy cherries, and the hidden valley beneath her bra were even more tempting than if fully exposed. His hands trembled uncontrollably as he grasped her pure, firm, snow-white breasts beneath the bra, like a delicate porcelain vase, easily shattered… The moment he touched her soft, supple flesh, the almost melting sensation sent a shiver through him. He gripped those trembling, proud breasts tightly, reluctant to let go… Zhang Xiaoyu removed Yu Mei's bra and bra, pressing her down onto the bed. Below her slender waist, her smooth, jade-like buttocks were firm yet supple and smooth, her breasts white, straight, round, and long, extending to the base of her vulva. The slightly protruding part was covered with only a thin layer of fine, soft black grass, which shone brightly and slightly translucent in the bright light. Unfortunately, Yu Mei was tightly closed, and Zhang Xiaoyu could not see Yu Mei's enchanting peach blossom mouth.

Yu Mei's breasts were carved from white jade, their translucent, snow-white, soft, and rounded tips adorned with two trembling, shy, cherry-red nipples. Two pink cherries stood proudly atop them, like two luscious red grapes, waiting to be plucked by a discerning eye. Zhang Xiaoyu stared intently, mesmerized, at the slightly undulating, soft peaks of the woman in his arms, at the pair of delicate, innocent cherries, like buds just beginning to bloom.

Zhang Xiaoyu's hands climbed to the top of Yu Mei's breasts, grasping her lovely red cherries and gently kneading them. The small grapes had swelled to a deep red. Zhang Xiaoyu took her left nipple into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth, while his tongue circled the areola. Waves of heat surged through Yu Mei. He couldn't help but slightly open his red cherry-like lips, tenderly licking the corners of his lips, letting out a series of soft moans from his delicate nose.

Yu Mei's two round, white breasts swayed gently with her body's slight movements, the two round, red areolas standing out against her snow-white skin, appearing and disappearing in the lamplight. In the hazy light, a Venus statue carved from white jade suddenly appeared before him, its entire body flawless, adorned with a small black triangle protruding from Yu Mei's breasts. Zhang

Xiaoyu gazed at Yu Mei on the bed; her thick, black hair cascaded over her smooth, bare back, making her delicate skin, glistening with water droplets, appear even more like white jade. Her arms lay flat, revealing the smooth, rounded curves of her breasts, full and proud, their curves exquisitely sculpted. Her slender waist continued down to her navel, connecting with her fair skin on the outside, transitioning downwards and inwards to her snow-white abdomen. Her abdomen had a gentle upward curve, and at the point where her breasts met her nipples, the alluring mounds of Venus that every man desired to see. Yu Mei's skin appeared smooth and glossy, the dark downy hair further accentuating the whiteness of her lower abdomen and breasts.

Yu Mei tilted her long, slender neck back, extending a pair of smooth, white arms—a pose that further emphasized her shapely figure. Her two large, cherry-red nipples were slightly upturned, their bright red areolas beautiful. Her slender waist contrasted sharply with her breasts, appearing delicate and fragile, her curves exquisitely defined. Her flat, snow-white abdomen, smooth back muscles, and full, rounded buttocks were all on full display. And her lower body was particularly striking.

Zhang Xiaoyu's erection was already throbbing menacingly! Staring intently at Yu Mei's voluptuous beauty, Zhang Xiaoyu muttered to himself, then suddenly pounced on her. Yu Mei felt as if struck by lightning, feeling a wave of masculine scent wash over her. In an instant, the hot body of the man was pressing down on her, so tightly that she felt an unbearable weight, especially her high, firm breasts being squeezed so tightly. She felt a wave of suffocation, and a strange, heavy breathing was right in front of her!

A blush slowly crept onto Yu Mei's snow-white face, her pearly white teeth biting tightly into her tender cherry lips. Zhang Xiaoyu wrapped one arm around her firm breasts, while the other hand slid down to her slightly parted lips. His nimble fingers skillfully found the delicate, sensitive nipple in her still-moist peach garden. Before Yu Mei could react, he began to pinch and knead it with all his might. Yu Mei's snow-white breasts quickly turned a rosy pink, and her two high, red nipples stood erect like ripe grapes. Soon, Yu Mei's breath grew more and more rapid, her high, firm breasts heaving violently; her long, disheveled black hair was soaked with fragrant sweat, fine beads of dew seeping out; her rosy clitoris flowed with a transparent, slippery fluid, her sacred, intoxicating place opening its alluring embrace to the intruder.

Zhang Xiaoyu lay down and felt this perfect body. He kissed her snow-white face, her snow-white neck, her snow-white shoulders, sucking on the two tender, rosy nipples on her snow-white mounds. His hands kneaded every inch of Yu Mei's body. The whiteness and softness of this beautiful body drove Zhang Xiaoyu into a frenzy. When Zhang Xiaoyu's bloodshot eyes finally landed on the dark, light-colored, finely curled pubic hair between Yu Mei's round, beautiful snow-white mounds, he could no longer control the boiling desire within him. He held her soft, delicate beauty, kissing and sucking wildly on her incomparably flushed, gorgeous face like a madman. His rough, large hands, now burning hot, vigorously kneaded Yu Mei's soft, plump breasts. He thrust his already raging member repeatedly into the dark, curly pubic hair below Yu Mei's soft, smooth abdomen, lifting his head to take one of the tender, small, and lovely rosy nipples into his mouth. He savored it slowly... With one hand, he still tightly held Yu Mei's other soft, full, snow-white nipple, kneading it, occasionally using his thumb and middle finger to gently pinch the delicate, adorable, small, rosy nipple, while his index finger lightly caressed the incredibly tender cherry tip... Zhang Xiaoyu could feel the soft, boneless body of the jade maiden beneath him trembling slightly with tension as he caressed her nipple... The contrasting light and heavy stimulations on Yu Mei's beautiful, firm breasts left her bewildered, the intense contrast making the already intense, ant-like pleasure even more vivid and profound, and even more intoxicating. Especially when Zhang Xiaoyu began to rub and knead a protrusion in her mysterious jade valley that she no longer knew existed, Yu Mei felt as if she were being devoured by ants. A series of hot, almost imperceptible, breaths escaped her delicate nose, growing increasingly rapid... Accompanied by a painful moan from Yu Mei, Zhang Xiaoyu's erect, hard, and precise thrust entered the warm, narrow valley of the exquisite beauty. His thick member was tightly enveloped and squeezed by the woman's wonderfully constricted secret passage, leaving no gap, making every movement difficult. Yu Mei's slender, delicate pink vulva was stretched drastically, its original delicate pink now replaced by a deep red.

Yu Mei violently writhed her body, her slender, graceful legs trembling and bending, her buttocks retracting; her slender, delicate hands desperately pressed against Zhang Xiaoyu's thick chest, her long, black hair disheveled and scattered in front of her, her starry eyes hazy, exuding a delicate and pitiful charm like a pear blossom in the rain.

Zhang Xiaoyu's large mouth climbed up Yu Mei's sacred peak, taking the left, tender red nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling it, his tongue occasionally licking it intentionally. "Ah! Mm!" Finally, Yu Mei let out another uncontrollable moan of pleasure, her beautiful face flushed with shy blush, her jade hands spontaneously ceasing their resistance, hanging limply at her sides. Yu Mei gradually lost herself in the surging sea of desire.

Zhang Xiaoyu's lips parted slightly, a glistening thread of fluid escaping from his mouth, sticking to that spot. Without pausing, he took the right, tender red nipple into his mouth, slightly increasing the pressure, nibbling and gently biting. Yu Mei's blushing eyes, filled with burning desire, closed tightly again, her cherry lips emitting a soft moan of longing that seemed to come from the depths of her body. Her previously weak, drooping hands suddenly regained their strength, tightly wrapping around Zhang Xiaoyu's slender waist, sinking deep into his soft ribs. Then Zhang Xiaoyu's lips left Yu Mei's pink lips, only his tongue darting out, slowly swirling around. After a short while, those two points gradually hardened, proudly standing atop those snow-white, sacred breasts.

"Husband, harder..." As she spoke, the beauty's slightly open starry eyes closed tightly again, her rosy lips pressed together. Her face was flushed, radiant with a captivating glow. If Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't understand the beauty's heart's desire at this moment, he would truly be a disappointment. A surprised smile appeared on his face, and he quickly complied with her wishes, beginning his actions. He bent down and lifted the beautiful woman, whose cheeks were already flushed and whose starry eyes were closed, slowly parting her smooth, white legs, letting her straddle him. Throughout, the rounded tip of his large member remained embedded in the beauty's secret passage, never leaving her, the friction and contact between them creating an intoxicating pleasure.

The clone directly found the mysterious source of Yu Mei's essence, successfully striking the tender bud deep within the Eden she longed for in her dreams. Zhang Xiaoyu, standing proudly, finally found a soft, warm, and moist haven at the end of the beauty's mysterious passage. He no longer suppressed himself, thrusting his clone forward, gently yet powerfully pumping in and out… Zhang Xiaoyu stretched out his hands, gently caressing and teasing the soft, fragrant body of the beautiful woman beneath him, and kissing Yu Mei's glistening earlobes, maximizing the stimulation of her desire. Gradually, the beautiful woman felt the full pleasure brought by Zhang Xiaoyu's movements deep within her. After the initial warm-up, the clone began to rhythmically attack her body. Each time it passed the depths of that secret passage, Zhang Xiaoyu would deliberately stop, pressing against the tender core, repeatedly rotating and grinding it. Yu Mei's entire being was completely overwhelmed by those rapid waves of passion.

Zhang Xiaoyu leaned forward onto the beautiful woman's fragrant body, his hands once again caressing her white, firm breasts. His large mouth sought her fragrant lips again, his ruthless tongue plunging deep into her mouth, chasing after her sweet, delicious taste. Her soft breasts, stimulated by Zhang Xiaoyu, became even more aroused, her body going limp and unable to move. Soon, the beautiful woman's moist vulva turned a rosy white, and fine beads of sweat appeared between her full breasts. Apart from panting and moaning, the beautiful woman was powerless to react, like a pure white lamb, completely at Zhang Xiaoyu's mercy.

As Yu Mei let out soft, melodious moans, Zhang Xiaoyu increased the pressure between their bodies. He gripped the beautiful woman's full, rounded buttocks tightly, his erect penis no longer retreating, but thrusting forward, pressing against the smooth cervix deep within her. He inhaled and exhaled, his lower abdomen contracting and releasing forcefully, releasing his pent-up heat deep into Yu Mei's body. At the same time, Yu Mei felt her inner core contracting and convulsing, a wave of intense pleasure washing over her!

After resting for a while, Yu Mei got up and changed into her still-damp clothes, saying to Zhang Xiaoyu, "Husband, my clothes are soaked. I'll go back and change into something dry." "Hmm, Yu Mei," Zhang Xiaoyu replied, "My husband has many wives now, and sometimes it's inevitable that I can't attend to everyone. I'll try my best to take care of each of you, but if I neglect you, Yu Mei, don't be shy. If you feel the urge or need, just come to me. I'd be happy to share pleasure with you." "Yes, I understand," Yu Mei replied, her heart filled with joy. With a blush still lingering on her face, she left the room. Yu Mei had initially worried that if she actively sought pleasure with Zhang Xiaoyu, he would think she wasn't a good woman. Now that he said this, she felt relieved.

Zhang Xiaoyu lay down for a while, then got dressed and went out. There was still some time before dinner, and Zhang Xiaoyu had nothing else to do, so he went to the secret room to see Duan Yu. After a conversation with Duan Yu, Duan Yu surprisingly wanted to acknowledge Zhang Xiaoyu as his elder brother. Fine, he agreed, but now he could only be the second-in-command; the eldest position still belonged to Kumārajīva. Thinking of Kumārajīva, Zhang Xiaoyu slapped his forehead. He hadn't told Ku Rong about the Six Meridians Divine Sword he'd promised yesterday. He decided to wait until tomorrow.

After dinner, Zhang Xiaoyu intended to satisfy Xin Shuangqing and her apprentice first, then spend the night with Mu Wanqing. However, he noticed Mu Wanqing's expression was off. Xin Shuangqing explained that Mu Wanqing, seeing her master wasn't there, had pressed Gan Baobao for answers. Gan Baobao, no longer wanting to hide anything from her, told Mu Wanqing about her background and the events between Qin Hongmian and Zhang Xiaoyu.

This was also something Zhang Xiaoyu had instructed Gan Baobao to do truthfully if Mu Wanqing asked.

Zhang Xiaoyu told the girls to go to their rooms first, and then took Mu Wanqing to her residence. Zhang Xiaoyu tried to speak several times, but didn't know what to say, pacing anxiously.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's behavior, Mu Wanqing smiled slightly. "Why are you pacing around like that? It's making my head spin." It was easier if someone spoke first. Zhang Xiaoyu took Mu Wanqing's hand and said gently, "Wanqing, are you angry with me?" "Why would I be angry with you? Did you do something to wrong me?" Mu Wanqing countered. "

Uh..." Zhang Xiaoyu was speechless, unsure how to answer. If he felt sorry, it really wasn't anything serious, but if he felt it wasn't his fault, Duan Zhengchun's death was related to him, and Qin Hongmian's departure was also related to him. Ugh, what a headache.

"Alright, don't overthink it. I just can't accept it right now. I never imagined that the master I've lived with for so many years was my mother, and that my father was Duan Zhengchun, and such a bad person at that. No wonder my master has always hated men so much." Mu Wanqing's voice was somewhat low.

"I'm sorry, Wanqing. If it weren't for my carelessness, Duan Zhengchun wouldn't have died, and Hongmian and I..." Zhang Xiaoyu found it hard to say.

"Didn't I say it has nothing to do with you? Duan Zhengchun did so many bad things to practice his skills; he'd get his comeuppance sooner or later. I have no feelings for him whatsoever, and after what he did to me, I never considered him my father." Mu Wanqing's eyes showed no sadness when she spoke of Duan Zhengchun, only a hint of hatred.

These words made Zhang Xiaoyu feel a little better. "Then, your mother, and Hongmian and I..." This topic would have to be faced sooner or later, so why not settle it all today? But he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Well, there was no other way, otherwise Mother would have died long ago," Mu Wanqing said softly, her voice sounding strained.

"So you don't blame me? What do you think, Wanqing? But I won't give you up. Maybe I wouldn't have cared before I didn't know you loved me, but now that I know you love me, it's unacceptable. I won't let the woman I love, who loves me, leave me." Zhang Xiaoyu's tone was somewhat agitated as he spoke to Mu Wanqing with unwavering conviction.

"Are you always so domineering?" Mu Wanqing sighed softly.

"I'm only domineering towards the woman I love." "What about my mother? How do you treat her? Do you love her?" "I... I don't even know if I love her or not, but I have her in my heart." Zhang Xiaoyu answered truthfully.

"Then I want you to choose between me and my mother." Mu Wanqing finally gave her final answer. But this was unacceptable to Zhang Xiaoyu. He truly had feelings for Mu Wanqing, and Qin Hongmian was already his woman. He couldn't let her cheat on him, even if she didn't find another man, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want Qin Hongmian to live that kind of life.

"I won't make a choice. I want both of you. I won't give up either of you. Wanqing, please don't force me." Zhang Xiaoyu felt a pang of sadness.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's pained expression, Mu Wanqing chuckled. "Hmph, if you choose either me or my mother, I won't talk to you anymore." "What? Wanqing, what do you mean? You agree to be my wife along with Hongmian?" Zhang Xiaoyu felt like he had gone from hell to heaven.

"You've already done that with my mother, are you going to abandon her? I love you so much, I can't live without you, so I'll just have to let you have your way. If you treat me or my mother badly in the future, I'll kill you first, then I'll commit suicide." Mu Wanqing said bitterly. "No

, no, if I treat you or Hongmian badly, I won't even need you to do it, I'll kill myself." Zhang Xiaoyu started sweet-talking her again.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Mu Wanqing and gently pulled her into his arms. Mu Wanqing resisted slightly, but soon blushed and closed her eyes.

Zhang Xiaoyu slowly kissed Mu Wanqing, from her forehead to her eyes, nose, and finally lingering on her fragrant lips, while his hands pressed against her full breasts. A refreshing scent of virginity wafted through the air, stirring a ripple in Zhang Xiaoyu's heart as he continued to gently kiss Mu Wanqing's lips.

Looking at Mu Wanqing's pure and innocent appearance, Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't resist lowering his head and taking her delicate earlobe into his mouth, lightly licking it a few times with his tongue, whispering in a very low voice, "My dear wife, I love you!

" "Husband—I love you too!" Feeling the man's sincerity, Mu Wanqing was moved. Zhang Xiaoyu turned and pressed Mu Wanqing beneath him, and unknowingly, their clothes were gradually stripped away. The last shred of clothing covering Mu Wanqing was finally removed, revealing a beautifully sculpted, lustrous body completely naked before his eyes. Freed from her restraints, her breasts stretched forward more firmly, like exquisite works of art carved from white marble, their reflections shimmering with a hazy jade-like luster under the lamplight. Her skin was smooth and delicate, her mature, firm breasts adorned with two striking rosy nipples. Her slender waist, barely large enough to be grasped in one hand, her smooth, snow-white abdomen, and her graceful, long, snow-white legs were all breathtakingly beautiful and alluring. Especially striking were her two soft, full breasts, their delicate, exquisite nipples a lustrous rosy hue, radiating a captivating glow. These, combined with the surrounding alluring pink areolas, resembled two shy, unopened flower buds, delicate and bashful. Mu Wanqing's pure and proud body was completely exposed, helpless and tragically beautiful, like a snow lotus ravaged by the cold wind, ready to be plucked.

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head, burying his face between Mu Wanqing's full, fragrant breasts. A sweet milky scent filled his heart, and Zhang Xiaoyu's heart fluttered. He used his hot lips to bite Mu Wanqing's exposed, trembling, round nipples. He took one into his mouth and suckled like a child nursing. As he suckled, he licked the sensitive nipples with his tongue, occasionally gently biting them with his teeth. This made Mu Wanqing feel a tingling, itchy sensation, which gradually spread throughout her body, a numbing pleasure vibrating through her skin.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt his heart pounding, his heart pounding, his desire rising, and his penis becoming even more engorged and hard, throbbing as if it were about to burst. He parted Mu Wanqing's legs, intending to insert his penis into her honeyed orifice.

"Husband, don't do this, I'm not ready yet." Mu Wanqing saw that Zhang Xiaoyu was about to take the final step and hurriedly stopped him.

"Oh," Zhang Xiaoyu thought, feeling frustrated, but he still stopped.

"Husband, don't be angry. Actually, Wanqing has long wanted to give herself to you, but right now I'm worried about my mother. Once I find her, I will definitely give myself to you, and I will even persuade her to come with me to accompany you." Mu Wanqing quickly explained, afraid that Zhang Xiaoyu would be angry, but her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

What? Zhang Xiaoyu was extremely provoked by Mu Wanqing's words. Mu Wanqing actually had such thoughts in her mind. It was too provocative, too wicked.

Chapter 035: Shuangqing Guangpei Zhang Xiaoyu was already aroused by Mu Wanqing, and now she was provoked by her words. He couldn't wait to take Mu Wanqing for himself, but Mu Wanqing had already said that, and Zhang Xiaoyu was not one to force a woman.

"Alright, husband, you should go and accompany Sister Shuangqing and the others. I need to rest too." Mu Wanqing knew that Zhang Xiaoyu must be feeling very bad right now, and said understandingly.

"Wanqing, you should rest well. I'll go see your mother in a couple of days and make sure your wish comes true soon." Zhang Xiaoyu finished speaking, gave Mu Wanqing a goodnight kiss, and then went to find Xin Shuangqing and her master. He was very angry; anger is bad for your health.

Arriving at Xin Shuangqing's room, Zhang Xiaoyu pushed open the door and went in.

"Husband. You've come!" Xin Shuangqing was sitting on the bed, seemingly lost in thought, when she saw Zhang Xiaoyu come in. She felt a surge of excitement.

Zhang Xiaoyu carefully looked at his elegant and charming master, and he was also a little excited: "Master, did you miss your disciple?" "Husband, please don't call me master anymore. It's not good if others hear it. I always feel strange." Xin Shuangqing would uncontrollably shout "Disciple, disciple" when she was at her most excited, but she would change immediately afterward.

"Really don't want to stop? Then Master must control herself during our next intimate moments." Zhang Xiaoyu laughed shamelessly.

"Shuangqing, have you missed me these days?" he said, his gaze burning as he looked at Xin Shuangqing's high, full breasts. Seeing Xin Shuangqing blush and remain silent, Zhang Xiaoyu knew she still didn't want to give up on that kind of thing.

Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's explicit words and seeing his wolfish eyes gleaming with a green light, Xin Shuangqing blushed deeply, her heart pounding. These past few days had truly been tough on her. At her age, so sexually active and with an inherently alluring nature, she felt uncomfortable if she didn't have Zhang Xiaoyu's touch for even a day, let alone so many.

These past few nights she'd even had erotic dreams, the seductive scenes in her dreams leaving her blushing and her heart fluttering upon waking. Even her lower body was wet. The man in her erotic dreams, of course, was Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Hmm." Xin Shuangqing responded softly, then added, "So you do care about us? These past few days, Guangpei and I have been waiting for your favor every day, but you haven't come. You could have had all the sisters with us." Zhang Xiaoyu felt a pang of jealousy. It seemed he couldn't give them individual attention anymore; sleeping together was the way to go. However, with more women around, he might not be able to attend to everyone. Should he teach them something so that they could comfort each other when he couldn't take care of them? Zhang Xiaoyu thought wickedly, while an image of Xin Shuangqing and Ge Guangpei, master and disciple, entwined in each other flashed through his mind. To have them perform in front of him later was just too damn lewd.

Zhang Xiaoyu stared intently at Xin Shuangqing's alluring face and said to her, "Master, don't worry. From now on, your disciple will arrange for us to sleep together as much as possible, satisfying everyone's needs. And I've thought of a good way so that even if something happens to keep me from spending time with you, you'll still be satisfied." Upon hearing this, Xin Shuangqing's body trembled violently, and her heart grew even more excited. "Disciple, are you serious? How can there be such a method? You're not here, so are you suggesting we sleep with someone else?" Xin Shuangqing seemed to have misunderstood. Zhang Xiaoyu quickly explained, "Master, don't think nonsense. You are my women. I don't want to be cuckolded. I'll explain what's going on to you later." "Mm." Xin Shuangqing felt ashamed after realizing she had misunderstood and quickly responded.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Xin Shuangqing's high and full breasts, almost drooling with desire.

"Shuangqing, once I've finished what I need to do, I'll definitely take you to a fairyland, where you can live happily ever after," Zhang Xiaoyu thought, imagining himself as a celestial being who would bring these women up to live with him.

Xin Shuangqing felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this, and gave Zhang Xiaoyu a charming glance: "Yu Lang, you're so good." Xin Shuangqing had assumed Zhang Xiaoyu was going to take them to a secluded place to live.

"Master, let me hold you!" Liu Feng looked at this alluring mature woman. He couldn't resist any longer, taking a few steps forward and pulling her into his arms. Ah, the mature woman! Zhang Xiaoyu held Xin Shuangqing's waist, feeling her soft, plump body, the texture exquisite. He also smelled her delicate fragrance. His heart stirred: "Master, I dreamt last night that we were having fun together." He lowered his head and kissed Xin Shuangqing's moist red lips.

Xin Shuangqing's heart trembled upon hearing this. She had dreamt of herself and her disciple making love last night, never expecting to meet even in a dream.

Zhang Xiaoyu's skillful kiss immediately overwhelmed Xin Shuangqing, her delicate body going limp. She collapsed into Zhang Xiaoyu's arms. Her delicate tongue immediately explored Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth, greedily sucking.

Zhang Xiaoyu kissed Xin Shuangqing passionately. Her body clung tightly to Zhang Xiaoyu, involuntarily writhing. She wanted to relive the beauty of her dream today, not just once, but three or five times—this was what she craved.

"Master, these days yours have grown even bigger. Disciple will work harder, give it a good caress, and other women will be envious," Zhang Xiaoyu smiled ambiguously, then vigorously kneaded Xin Shuangqing's soft, full breasts for a while, making her gasp for breath. Her face flushed like a blooming peach blossom.

"If Yu Lang likes it bigger here, then please make it as you wish. Both of them belong to Yu Lang, to Yu Lang alone," Xin Shuangqing said

, breathing heavily. Zhang Xiaoyu felt proud upon hearing Xin Shuangqing's words. Yes, these are mine, Zhang Xiaoyu's. Others can only admire them from the outside. Zhang Xiaoyu unbuttoned Xin Shuangqing's undergarment, revealing her delicate body to his eyes. Her body was as clear as jade, her skin smooth and tender, soft and boneless. Her dark eyes were clear as autumn water, her cherry lips were red and alluring, and her mature, fair, and delicate breasts were high and firm, round, thick, and soft. They felt wonderful to touch, so white and smooth, incredibly tender. They were so soft that they couldn't be filled with a single hand, yet they were soft, firm, and elastic—it was simply indescribable. Her slender waist, soft and smooth abdomen, and long, even legs were beautiful. The bulging petals between her legs, the dense and faintly visible petals and buds, were an exquisite sight. Her soft, fine hair framed her beautiful, alluring face. Her almond-shaped eyes were half-open, half-closed, revealing a captivating smile.

Zhang Xiaoyu's irresistible hand grasped her soft, smooth, snow-white breasts, kneading and rubbing them. He greedily sucked on her delicate pink nipples, leaving teeth marks on her flesh. The tender nipples, unable to withstand his touch, stood erect on her breasts, trembling slightly. Xin Shuangqing, already aroused, felt her whole body burning with desire. Her eyes were half-closed, she trembled repeatedly, emitting joyful moans. A mature fragrance emanated from her, a faint blend of body scent and intoxicating aroma. Zhang Xiaoyu looked up at Xin Shuangqing. Her beautiful eyes were now half-closed, her breath coming in short gasps. He reached down and touched her lower valley, finding it already overflowing with fluid.

"Mmm... Husband..." Xin Shuangqing felt his large hand on her vulva and involuntarily clenched her fists, trapping his hand inside as well. Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled and said to Princess Yinchuan, who was lying beside him watching him and Xin Shuangqing, "Lie on top of Xin Shuangqing, grasp your large member—it's too big to hold in one hand—and press it tightly against her vulva." He kissed Xin Shuangqing's lips, his hands gently caressing her ample breasts, the pleasure of her swaying hips against his vulva radiating from his member.

Xin Shuangqing held him tightly, enduring his touch and suppressing the boundless pleasure. She had just fully felt the heat of his member, which made her vulva unbearably itchy, and she tried to ease the discomfort by swaying her hips. But the more she moved, the itchier it became; all she wanted now was for Zhang Xiaoyu's large member to penetrate her petals and stop the tingling.

"Husband... um... give it to me... little brother, disciple... oh..." Xin Shuangqing spread her arms around his waist, her slender waist arching upwards, wanting him to satisfy her immediately.

Zhang Xiaoyu leaned down and whispered affectionately in Xin Shuangqing's ear, "Master, I'm coming." He pressed his body forward forcefully, his member disappearing into the dark forest, the head of his member swallowed by the wet, soft petals. As his member penetrated deeper and deeper, Zhang Xiaoyu felt the pleasure of being tightly squeezed by the slippery petals, his hands caressing Xin Shuangqing's body, his lips kissing her cheeks and breasts, his hands kneading her snow-white, tender breasts... her snow-white, plump breasts turned crimson. Waves of milk rippled from her nipples. Zhang Xiaoyu's hand moved from Xin Shuangqing's slender waist, barely able to be grasped, upwards to grab her bouncing, round breasts and knead them vigorously. Her breasts twisted and turned, flushed red. Xin Shuangqing's breasts were plump and heavy, yet soft and yielding. She responded with a coquettish groan. Her breasts and areolas were a mature woman's pink, contrasting beautifully with her creamy skin. "Oh...yes...yes," Xin Shuangqing sobbed, her voice a pout of protest. "Harder...knead it harder," he urged, his movements becoming even more forceful. He increased the intensity of his caresses, the stimulation eliciting a joyful cry from Xin Shuangqing's cherry-like lips. Her dark, glossy, neatly trimmed forest, smeared with nectar, clung haphazardly to her petals. With each of Xin Shuangqing's movements, a gleaming member could be seen darting in and out of her petals, accompanied by a "squeak, squeak" sound. "Oh...disciple...you're so hard...ah...it's killing your master...ah..." Xin Shuangqing gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her cries echoing as she moved her delicate body up and down almost frantically. Her hands moved to her chest, taking over for him who was preoccupied with her own needs. Of course, Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't entirely idle either; his waist moved upwards in sync with her movements, allowing his large head to slam directly into her tender flower core time and time again, bringing her unparalleled pleasure. Her moans were intoxicating: "Ah...disciple...good brother...master can't take it anymore...why haven't you ejaculated yet...ah...still so hard...ah...it seems even thicker...it's killing your master...ah...master...I'm going to be killed by you...ah..." Accompanying her moans were the sounds of "plop...plop" during thrusting and "slap...slap" during impacts, along with his heavy breathing, creating a perfect symphony.

"Ah...no...it's coming..." With Xin Shuangqing's final deep thrust, his penis pressed hard against her tender flower core. She let out a long, drawn-out cry, and a cool liquid gushed from her flower core. Xin Shuangqing collapsed onto him, having reached her climax. Afterwards, blushing, she nestled in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms, quietly enjoying the tranquility after the pleasure.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked down at Xin Shuangqing lying in his arms and asked, "Master, are you satisfied?" Xin Shuangqing glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu shyly. She whispered, "Yours is so big. And so capable, how could I not be satisfied?" "Husband, Master. You're both here. You didn't even call me when you did things. Husband is so biased! Master doesn't love Pei'er anymore! Pei'er is so sad!" Suddenly, Ge Guangpei pushed open the door and walked in, teasing the two of them.

Xin Shuangqing blushed instantly. She hurriedly pulled the blanket over her head, not daring to meet Ge Guangpei's gaze. For the past few days, she and her apprentice Ge Guangpei had been waiting for Zhang Xiaoyu, but today, with Zhang Xiaoyu here, she had eaten alone,

and she felt very embarrassed. Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled dryly. He jumped off the bed, swept Ge Guangpei up, and pulled her back onto it. "There's no need to call. Your master's voice is so beautiful; you'd come as soon as you heard it." Before Ge Guangpei could say anything, Zhang Xiaoyu gently kissed her fragrant lips, sucking on her sweet nectar. Their tongues intertwined passionately, entwining and sucking on her luscious tongue, sometimes entwining with hers, sometimes wandering over her clean teeth, their mouths pressed tightly together. The feeling of the kiss was so wonderful; their tongues lingered, sucking on each other, unwilling to separate.

His hands roamed over Ge Guangpei's body, first gently caressing her jade-like cheeks, feeling the soft and smooth texture of her fair skin. His hands gradually moved down, past Ge Guangpei's straight and fair neck, her round and smooth shoulders, and finally grasped her full, perky, soft and supple breasts, which were easy to hold, and began to caress and knead them.

Ge Guangpei's beautiful, delicate cheeks flushed crimson, and her body felt a wave of weakness wash over her, causing her to slump down. Zhang Xiaoyu stripped Ge Guangpei naked, raised his head, and bit down on the protruding cherries of her snow-white, full, and round breasts, kissing, swallowing, sucking, and biting almost roughly. Ge Guangpei suddenly threw her head back, tightly embracing his head with both hands, as if trying to merge him into her breasts. Her beautiful face was contorted with pain, humiliation, and even more so, an incomparably pleasurable pleasure that spread from her breasts to every part of her body, reaching the depths of her flesh.

Under Zhang Xiaoyu's teasing, Ge Guangpei panted softly, occasionally sticking out her small, fragrant tongue to lick her slightly parted cherry lips, as if she were extremely thirsty. Her flushed skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, making it appear even more translucent like jade. Her slender waist swayed like a snake, responding to Zhang Xiaoyu's caresses. Her shapely, straight, and long legs slowly opened and closed, seemingly still enjoying the pleasure of desire.

The enormous thing that had been resting in the plump, luscious, smooth, and tender valley for so long immediately began to ravage and pound on Ge Guangpei's surging spring tide. The woman-on-top position made Ge Guangpei feel even more novel. The repeated teasing made her unable to resist the rising fire of desire, and she no longer cared whether she could withstand Zhang Xiaoyu's affection.

She only knew to let him kiss, caress, and knead every inch of her snow-white, plump skin, wave after wave of incomparably pleasurable pleasure surging through her limbs and bones. Ge Guangpei's delicate face was flushed, exuding a seductive charm and brimming with spring-like allure. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, her red lips parted as she breathed rapidly, moaning wantonly. Her fair cheeks, as smooth as jade, were flushed with pleasure, her alluring beauty captivating. Her seductive eyes were slightly open, her cherry-like mouth parted, and her sweet voice was like a nightingale's song. Her slender waist swayed, her pink hips moved, and she indulged in the pleasure, surrendering herself to the joy. Suddenly, she cried out, her toes pointing straight, her plump, snow-white body trembling violently, her tender flesh in her secret valley contracting and spasming, and a torrent of spring-like pleasure gushed forth.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but the ecstatic lovemaking ended, and the three of them were now tightly entwined together.

Zhang Xiaoyu, with one on each side, embraced the beautiful bodies of Xin Shuangqing and her disciple Ge Guangpei, chuckling, "Master, junior sister, you two almost killed me!" Xin Shuangqing and Ge Guangpei playfully spat, their faces flushed with blissful satisfaction.

Looking at her master's alluring charm, Ge Guangpei couldn't help but praise, "Master, your skin is so good now, you look more and more beautiful and younger." "You little girl, aren't you getting more and more beautiful too? Look at your figure, it's gotten so much fuller." Hearing her disciple's praise, Xin Shuangqing blushed slightly. Just now in bed, her initiative was no less than her disciple's.

The three of them lingered, savoring the warmth of love, and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning. The sun rose. Golden morning light bathed the earth.

Zhang Xiaoyu and the other two awoke from their dreams, still with one woman in each arm. The two women nestled in his embrace, simultaneously reaching for his manhood.

Remembering the events of the previous night, the three of them couldn't help but smile at each other.

After a while of tender cuddling, Ge Guangpei was the first to leave Zhang Xiaoyu's embrace, get dressed, walk to the window, and open it. A gust of fresh air rushed in.

At this moment, Xin Shuangqing also finished dressing, gently helping Zhang Xiaoyu put on his clothes like a devoted wife.

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