Enchanting

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Hearing his call, Mu Qingyou chuckled softly. She adored the eccentricity and unconventionality of her dream husband. When he excitedly suggested a role-reversal, she knew he was a cunning old fox with many wicked thoughts lurking in his mind.
"Mmm...so tight...does it feel good to be played with?" Her tongue swirled in and out of Huangfu Xuanzi's anus, Mu Qingyou smacked her lips a few times, leaving several kiss marks of varying sizes.
"Mmm...so good...good man..." Huangfu Xuanzi writhed his seductive buttocks with pleasure, anticipating further advances from the woman.
Perhaps Beitang Mo was right; he'd been playing the role of a homosexual for too long. He was used to having his anus penetrated. Although his purely masculine psychology still made him resist the touch of other men, the satisfaction of having his anus played with by the woman he had long desired made him wish he could die in her arms.
"You shameless slut, you're really in a hurry..." Mu Qingyou chuckled wickedly as she forcefully inserted three fingers into the man's open anus, slowly thrusting them in and out with the help of slippery saliva.
"Oh... ah... you used three?!" When he felt the pleasure mixed with a slight pain as his anus was stretched open, Huangfu Xuanzi turned around in confusion, only to find that this woman was even more wicked than he had imagined. She was actually using his anus as if it were a woman's elastic vagina, recklessly possessing it, without caring whether he could bear it.
"Slap! Slap!" Hearing the man's dissatisfied protest, crisp slapping sounds came from Mu Qingyou's palms landing on Huangfu Xuanzi's buttocks. She deliberately thrust in deeply again with fierce force, making the man unable to bear it and begin to sob softly.
"Ouch... you rascal... be gentle..."
"Gently?" Mu Qingyou raised an eyebrow.
He had been playing with her so happily just now, why didn't he think of being gentler? He almost bit off her nipple, and now that a perfect opportunity for revenge was before her, how could Mu Qingyou let him go so easily?
Although she knew it was a dream, the woman was completely lost in it. Her husband in the dream was playful and fun. Beautiful and wickedly charming, he made her reluctant to wake up.
It was truly a long and enchanting erotic dream—
"You slut! Do you want me to use three fingers to fuck your ass?" Mu Qingyou asked enthusiastically, while pretending to pull all her fingers out. She only used her thumb to gently stroke and press his open anus, refusing to satisfy his increasingly intense desire.
"Yes! Come in quickly! You rascal!" Huangfu Xuanzi panted and raised his buttocks a little higher, anticipating the beauty's rough treatment.
She made him feel so good, so good that he was addicted, and he probably wouldn't be able to leave her body in the future.
"I knew you would be so wanton!" Mu Qingyou pursed her alluring lips and wrapped her arms around the man's waist. Two stunning beauties, their fair skin and delicate bones intertwined wantonly. She pressed her entire soft body against his back, her breasts rubbing and squeezing in a suggestive circular motion before slowly moving downwards.
"Oh...you...you!" He was unbearably itchy from the friction of her soft breasts, and when her erect nipples moved to his buttocks, Mu Qingyou increased the intensity of her movements, deliberately using her nipples to write and scribble on his buttocks.
"Ah...uh..." Huangfu Xuanzi's body tensed and began to convulse, no longer able to hold the strand of hair in his mouth, letting it stick to his lips, smeared with his saliva.
Seeing the increasingly deep red of his skin, a sign of arousal, Mu Qingyou seized the opportunity and forcefully thrust four fingers into his anus.
"Uh...no!!" Huangfu Xuanzi felt his rear end suddenly stretched open by the thick object, the tender flesh inside writhing and rubbing against the woman's supple fingers. A strange pleasure mingled with the pain, for this time, it was no longer the disgusting man who had entered his private body.
"Do you like it? Husband..." Playing with the man's anus, Mu Qingyou, to deepen his pleasure, reached forward and massaged the small hole on his glans with her fingertips, spreading the clear, hot fluid that oozed out along the groove at the round end.
"Call me again, baby..." Tightening his passage, Huangfu Xuanzi gripped the sheets beneath him, his breathing quickening.
"Husband...husband...husband!!" Mu Qingyou called sweetly, finding that she didn't dislike calling this illusory man such an intimate term. On the contrary, she felt honored to possess such a beautiful man in her dream.
So she thrust her fingers more and more wildly, penetrating Huangfu Xuanzi's rear with vigor. The saliva he couldn't swallow flowed lewdly from the corners of his mouth. Crescent Moon Eyes narrowed in pain, her grip on the sheets tightening...
"Husband... is it comfortable?" Her nimble fingers rubbed and pressed against his engorged member, forcing him to raise his head and let out low, beast-like growls.
"Oh... baby... baby!"
The man's breathing grew heavier, the air thick with the sweet scent of lovemaking. Suddenly, a snapping sound rang out as one of his fingernails, embedded in the sheets, broke off. Huangfu Xuanzi roared, his tight anus contracting rhythmically with Mu Qingyou's sweaty fingers, finally reaching climax...
Mu Qingyou swiftly pulled the man's limp body into her arms, letting him lean against her chest, drenched in sweat. Her jade-like hand tenderly stroked the back of his head, offering solace after his orgasm.
"Did you have fun, husband?" She gently kissed Huangfu Xuanzi's forehead, her face unusually pale.
His needs were met, but the lust ignited by the aphrodisiac still burned fiercely within her. Any further delay, and she feared she would foam at the mouth and go mad like Huangfu Fuyun had. Just as she
was struggling to push her limits, the man in her arms suddenly opened his alluring eyes. His fingertips touched her pulse, and then he swiftly flipped her over, pinning her body beneath
him. His handsome face loomed large before her, and she realized, her pupils dilated, that his fingers were probing towards her private parts… “My wife, leave the rest to your husband,” a coquettish voice whispered in her ear.
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After being gently pushed onto the bed, Mu Qingyou felt herself becoming increasingly drunk.
Her body was covered in frozen flower petals, the broken sap seeping into her translucent skin, giving her a rich fragrance.
Huangfu Xuanzi's hands, caressing her, were so warm, while the petals he rubbed against her body were so cold. Her body felt like it was burning on fire one moment, and as cold as if she were soaking in an icy lake the next.
He pressed her down beneath him, his hands roaming over her entire body. The air was filled with the scents of fresh roses, ylang-ylang, and musk… all aphrodisiac, seductive aromas.
Mu Qingyou let herself close her eyes, lost in the splendid pleasure, oblivious to everything. All she could hear was his deliberately hot breath and his low, husky whispers.
"Little darling, does it feel good…?" His long fingers parted her pink vulva, and Huangfu Xuanzi scooped up a handful of broken petals, melting them inside her. Her labia mingled with the real petals, making it impossible to tell which was more vibrant, which more delicate and alluring.
"It feels good… mmm…" A cool sensation spread between her legs, followed by his warm fingers. Long, slender fingers slowly probed into her opening, then gently thrust in and out, drawing out the wetness inside and making her vulva glisten.
"Do you prefer me inserting it this way or this way?" A wicked smile played on his lips as Huangfu Xuanzi used two fingers together, inserting them into her soft, moist opening from different angles, teasing the folds within. His long tongue approached her lips, licking them incessantly as if he couldn't get enough of her taste. Occasionally, following the rhythmic "sizzle" of his fingers, he would invade Mu Qingyou's mouth with his tongue, entwining with her passionately.
"Not enough...more..." Before she could answer his question, a warm current uncontrollably surged in her lower abdomen. Mu Qingyou involuntarily hugged the man's smooth skin, her thighs rubbing against his waist, touching his jade stem. She desperately craved his further penetration.
"Husband...give me...give me..." Mu Qingyou, controlled by the aphrodisiac, gasped heavily, her soft moans growing softer with each breath. Seeing the woman's flushed face and the thin, damp sweat constantly seeping from her snow-white skin, even the cool flower petals couldn't suppress the flames of the aphrodisiac within her.
Huangfu Xuanzi pursed his lips and got off the bed, his beautiful face gleaming with a wicked light.
He pulled her, coaxing her. He made her raise her buttocks high, facing away from him, lying face down on the bed. Her legs spread wide, allowing the man to slowly push the smooth, rounded ice bead he had been holding in his mouth into her burning little hole with his fingers.
The cold, foreign object rolled inside Mu Qingyou's body, stimulating her tender flesh to contract and try to expel it. The perpetrator, however, maliciously threatened that if it fell out, even more and larger ice beads would be inserted.
"No… Husband!" Mu Qingyou bit the bedsheet beneath her, her hips swaying uncontrollably. To Huangfu Xuanzi, her gleaming white buttocks were practically a temptation to violate him.
He loved her like this, no matter how clever she was. Once she fell into his grasp, she would submit to his schemes, swaying her hips and waiting for him to penetrate her!
He wanted this little fox, because he himself was an old fox who had been lonely for too long…
"Suck on my treasure, just like you'll suck on me later," the man sighed expectantly.
Taking a deep breath, his jade hands scooped out handfuls of flower petals from the ice bucket and kneaded them onto Mu Qingyou's body, leaving trails of red marks. The pressure was varied, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, as he gently pressed against her breasts. While kneading, he pressed his own penis against her vulva, which was held by her labia as he moved back and forth. Her icy, wet vaginal fluid dripped down her opening and onto his enormous pink shaft.
The Huangfu brothers were all exceptionally gifted in their sexual organs. Huangfu Ying's penis was unusually large, comparable to Mu Qingyou's ankle. Each time she held his desire and endured his rough thrusts, Mu Qingyou felt a sharp pain as if the folds of her vaginal canal were being completely flattened.
Huangfu Xuanzi, while his penis was only the thickness of a normal baby's arm, not as exaggerated as his elder brother's, possessed a beautiful, vibrant color and astonishing length. As he rubbed against her labia with rhythmic back-and-forth movements, his head repeatedly passed past Mu Qingyou's navel, extending towards her breasts.
"Husband...melting...melting..." She felt the icy beads in her vagina shrinking until they melted completely and trickled out of her opening. Mu Qingyou turned around and looked at the man behind her pleadingly.
"Is that so? Then let me check." Her handsome husband smiled, his crescent-shaped eyes sparkling. He stopped riding her outside her opening. He slowly inserted his fingers into Mu Qingyou's wetness, wriggling and trying to remove the melted ice water.
"Oh? It's really melted."
"Oh...husband...you're making me feel so good..." Feeling the long fingers inside her constantly squeezing, poking, bending, and digging, making "sizzling" and "plop" sounds, Mu Qingyou's hips twisted more and more wantonly.
"That's about enough..." Huangfu Xuanzi's face was tense, his male restraint had reached its limit. He quickly grabbed a handful of ice from the bucket and ruthlessly stuffed it all into Mu Qingyou's already open pink hole. Then he lifted the entire bucket of crushed ice and flower petals high and poured it all over the woman's delicate body.
In an instant, her body and head were covered in cool, dripping liquid, and four or five ice cubes slid into the narrow passage at the same time. Mu Qingyou screamed in panic, before she could even struggle. A scalding hot object immediately pressed against her vagina and thrust straight in, bringing her to an instant orgasm.
"Ah... um... no..." Between the woman's clitoris and the man's penis, the gradually melting ice cubes separated them, and Huangfu Xuanzi's head felt a chill first. Ignoring her shivering from the cold, he gripped her buttocks with a sinister expression and began to thrust wildly.
"You're finally mine!" The pink penis kept going in and out of the wide-open orifice, greedily swallowed and released by the wet vagina. The spasming passage after the orgasm tightly clung to the thick penis, and each thrust made a loud "plop plop" sound. The penis squeezed out the melted fluid wave after wave from the opening, until only the still-warm vagina and the penis remained, glued together in a rhythmic piston-like motion.
"Oh...oh oh...you slut...I'll fuck you to death!"
Huangfu Xuanzi, like a madman, gripped the woman's buttocks tightly, thrusting wildly and unsatisfiedly inside her vagina, the fluid dwindling with each thrust. The slippery, lustful fluid rubbed against the flesh again and again, repeatedly entering and exiting.
The woman's body, illuminated by the candlelight, appeared translucent; beads of sweat or water gathered on her skin, flowing down in streams.
Each time the tip touched the woman's clitoris, Huangfu Xuanzi would quickly sway left and right before withdrawing, then continue thrusting shallowly. This was to enjoy the intense licking of the small mouth deep within the passage, the licking sensation on his lower back that made his spine ache.
"Ah...your penis is making me so numb..." With the lewd beast pounding her thighs from behind, Mu Qingyou felt like she was turning into a medicine pot. The doctor was relentlessly pounding the herbs in the large grinding jar with a hot iron pestle, crushing the leaves. She swayed back and forth, her breasts undulating alluringly, responding to the man's penetration.
Gradually, a large puddle of lewd fluid accumulated on the floor.
Huangfu Xuanzi stood by the bed, close to the edge. To help her adjust to his length, he inserted his penis a little deeper with each thrust, trying not to hurt her. After
nearly half an hour, a small part of his penis was still sticking out, connecting to his smooth lower abdomen. His thighs hadn't even touched the woman's buttocks once. He craved even closer contact.
"You slut...oh...I'll fuck you..." Huangfu Xuanzi gritted his teeth, suppressing his desire to penetrate her completely. Only when the pain from Mu Qingyou's cervix being pressed against gradually turned into an unbearable itching emptiness did the man finally let out a roar, using all his strength to thrust straight in, forcefully pushing open the narrow slit of her vulva, squeezing the entire head of his penis into her uterus. Only then did the complete union of man and woman produce a loud slapping sound.
The fact that his penis could fully enter the woman's passage excited Huangfu Xuanzi even more, and he swayed his waist rapidly, each time plunging to the very root of her narrow water hole, as if he wanted to play with her to death, creating loud "slap slap" sounds throughout the room.
"Ah ah... Husband... You'll break me..." Mu Qingyou couldn't bear it and tried to escape, but he cruelly held her down.
"...You slut... I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death!" Huangfu Xuanzi half-closed his crescent-shaped eyes, his lips filled with thick, hot breath.
"Ugh... No more... It's too deep..." Mu Qingyou cried out in pain.
"You want to move, don't you... I'll let you move as much as you want!"
Seeing that she was still struggling, he was very displeased and pushed her onto the inner bed. He knelt on the bed, pressing against her vagina, thrusting rapidly with small, rhythmic movements while supporting himself on her back, forcing her to crawl slowly across the bed as they joined forces.
"Slap... slap... squelch... squelch..." Her juices dripped onto the sheets, forming irregular streaks, as she crawled weakly on her back like a dog, being thrust into from behind. Her vagina, still wet from her orgasm, was thrust into again, the man's white thighs slamming powerfully against her buttocks.
"Ah... umm..."
"I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death!"
The aphrodisiac made her shamelessly engage in intercourse with the man. They crawled along, their moans rising and falling.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Mu Qingyou's knees were completely weak and her vagina was swollen and numb, she finally heard Huangfu Xuanzi's passionate shouts.
"I'm going to shoot my cunt... I'm going to fill your cunt with my cum!"
"Ah, mmm!!"
The man's penis throbbed tightly inside her, and streams of hot, powerful fluid shot into Mu Qingyou's body.
"Suck it in, don't let a single drop spill out!" Huangfu Xuanzi said fiercely, biting her ear.
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. "White gauze dress, green silk skirt, how can it make me lose my soul? This life is a dream of lotus flowers, in the next life I will still be the protector of flowers..."
The first ray of morning light shone into Xuanzi Tower, and Mu Qingyou subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, but she heard the man's hoarse and beautiful murmur in her ears.
The candle on the table had long since burned out by midnight, its wax dripping onto the surface, a fitting testament to their passionate and unrestrained lovemaking the previous night.
A fiery red gauze nightgown lay loosely draped over Mu Qingyou's naked body, while Huangfu Xuanzi, wearing a man's undergarment, lay beside her, a smile on his face.
His slender fingers caressed and kneaded her jade-like skin with tireless tenderness. Huangfu Xuanzi, propping his head up, realized he utterly loved waking up beside her.
"Mmm..." Her body felt weak and sore, as if she'd been soaked in vinegar. Mu Qingyou forced her alluring eyes open a crack, only to be met with the man's magnified, handsome face.
This was a dream! This was a dream! This must be a dream!
Clenching her fists, Mu Qingyou's almond-shaped eyes widened in shock.
Her heart pounded wildly. The moment she fainted from the poison, she had already anticipated the shocking things she might encounter upon waking. Who poisoned her? Whom did they intend to harm? These questions would all be answered if she hadn't died.
But she was already certain that Huangfu Xuanzi was a homosexual, so she never expected to wake up in his bed.
What had they done?
She sat up abruptly, feeling a chill on her chest. The thin fabric easily slipped open, revealing her two round breasts. She quickly covered her breasts with her arms, but the man only looked at her indifferently. His eyes held no lust, as if he, like her, was simply a woman.
This look reassured her slightly. He—after all, was still a homosexual.
But looking down, she saw the various red marks on her almost naked body, and the bruises and purple welts covering Huangfu Xuanzi's fair skin. All of this was undeniable evidence that their relationship was more than just friendship. The man
was cunning.
After toying with Mu Qingyou all night, he had hypnotized her, allowing her to only remember the moments when she "raped" him. So, at this moment, as Mu Qingyou desperately tried to search for the cause and effect in her mind, all that filled her was the erotic memory of her bullying Huangfu Xuanzi with her savage claws. It made her so annoyed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to disappear into and end it all.
The arrangement of the erotic dream was meticulously planned, one step at a time; the so-called "turning the tables" was actually a fox's two-birds-with-one-stone strategy. Huangfu Xuanzi not only created the scene to satisfy his sexual fantasies but also prepared the best excuse for himself after the beauty woke up.
"I saw you collapsed outside the window, poisoned, so I carried you in to help you detoxify. Unexpectedly, after the detoxification, you grabbed my sleeve and wouldn't let me leave. And then..." At this point, the man paused, his jade-like hand involuntarily tightening his grip on his clothes. It was as if he feared she would pounce on him again, driven by her bestial nature.
Damn it!
Mu Qingyou pursed her red lips in resentment. It must have been because she had spied on him so passionately that the aphrodisiac in her body had taken effect again. He was so beautiful, so beautiful that she coveted him. She knew martial arts, while he appeared refined and weak; he was sure he couldn't withstand her forceful advances.
Remembering her passionate licking and kissing of his anus, remembering how she herself had used four fingers to penetrate his rear, Mu Qingyou looked up at Huangfu Xuanzi's swollen, bitten lips, forcing herself to take a deep breath, then calmly asked—
"Did I hurt you?"
Hearing the beauty's question, her fair face flushed instantly. Huangfu Xuanzi coughed lightly, a hint of shyness flashing in her calm eyes. Then, in an extremely gentle and pleasant voice, she shook her head reassuringly, "No, it's alright."
No matter how rough she was, she was still a woman, not more savage than his lovers. Huangfu Xuanzi's expression seemed to say it all.
"I'm sorry… I…" She moved uncomfortably closer to him, seeing his pitiful, ravaged appearance, her guilt intensified.
This night raid on Xuanzi Tower could be considered a complete success.
Not only did she confirm he was indeed a homosexual, but she also pounced on her own uncle like a hungry tiger… How was this absurd affair going to end?
Just thinking about it sent a sharp pain through Mu Qingyou's head. She wanted to rub her aching temples with her fingertips, but Huangfu Xuanzi preemptively placed his jade-like fingers on her forehead.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. I know you have the same aphrodisiac poison as Yun'er. I… I won't blame you." The man's voice was soft, and the warmth emanating from his pressing acupoints made Mu Qingyou squint her beautiful eyes comfortably.
Grasping his slender hand, Mu Qingyou gazed at his crescent-shaped eyes, marveling at the wonders of creation, while also remembering something very important.
"Why is there poison on your window paper?" She stared intently at his face, her expression serious.
Wasn't this strange?
Since he could help her detoxify, it meant he was most likely the one who administered the poison. Who on earth was constantly spying on him, forcing him to be on guard?
The man glanced at her, then suddenly covered his mouth and chuckled softly.
"Speaking of which, Xuanzi has to ask, why is my sister-in-law dressed in black and peeping at me while I'm bathing and changing outside my window?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingyou's nose started bleeding again. She remembered the image of this man using ointment to care for his penis. That pink...long...rubbed and rubbed in his fair palm...
Instinctively, she squeezed her legs together, wondering if he had taken the opportunity to insert that rod into her vagina and stir it around while she was violating him last night. Just thinking about that lewd scene made Mu Qingyou unable to sit still any longer. She quickly rolled off the bed, found her black clothes on the floor, and frantically put them on.
She had to get away from him, she absolutely had to get away from him! Who knew if she stayed any longer and would she suddenly become energetic and pounce on him again?
But all of this only made the man on the bed smile even more.
"Sister-in-law, it's daytime. Are you dressed like this so no one will know you have the ability to fly and disappear?"
That's right…
Mu Qingyou was speechless. Looking at the gradually brightening sky outside, she was at a loss for what to do.
"I have plenty of women's clothes. If you don't mind, Sister-in-law, let me help you get dressed, okay?" The devilish man remained silent for a while, offering the best solution when she was at a loss. His tone was consultative, without any threat, yet it made it clear she had no other choice.
Perhaps, this was Huangfu Xuanzi's brilliance. Cutting off all your escape routes, leaving you with no choice but to obey him.
"Then I'll trouble you, Your Highness." Mu Qingyou nodded shyly.
Looking at herself in the mirror, then at Huangfu Xuanzi beside her, Mu Qingyou was truly utterly captivated by this man.
When she first met Huangfu Xuanzi, he was so gentle and aloof, detached from the world. He was a cold and unassuming man. How could he have transformed in the blink of
an eye into such a bewitching and alluring figure, a truly stunning beauty? Their attire was identical; both wore their hair elegantly styled in a maid's bun, secured with a jade hairpin. The remaining long hair flowed down their slender shoulders, framing their delicate faces. She wore a pale green brocade-trimmed dress, while he wore a flowing, seven-colored robe with tassels.
Both were equally graceful and elegant. Besides a touch of cherry-red lipstick, Huangfu Xuanzi had also used icy blue pigment to draw an alluring peach blossom at the corner of each of their left eyes. When they appeared side by side in the mirror, the scene was like a meticulously crafted masterpiece, their beauty equally captivating.
"So beautiful—" Mu Qingyou murmured, mesmerized.
"Yes, so beautiful," Huangfu Xuanzi echoed, standing behind her and supporting her shoulders, but his praise was reserved only for Mu Qingyou.
If such a beauty didn't end up with him, that would be a true waste. Huangfu Xuanzi smiled, a slight curve to his lips.
"You taught me to be myself." He straightened her collar, his hand lightly brushing Mu Qingyou's shoulder, seemingly friendly.
"You…" Mu Qingyou was taken aback, not expecting his change to be related to her.
"Being Longyang Jun is my own business; I shouldn't care about others' opinions." A pair of flawless arms gently encircled Mu Qingyou's body; the man's eyes held no lust, only deep gratitude.
"Sister-in-law, thank you."
Touched by Huangfu Xuanzi's sincere confession, Mu Qingyou felt ashamed. He truly treated her like a close friend, never complaining even after being taken advantage of. It was she who had come here with malicious intent, trying to probe the truth. Ultimately, her scheming was truly shameful.
Unaware of being maliciously plotted against, Mu Qingyou turned around and gently confessed,
"I came because of Consort Lian." She grasped his hand.
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"Oh?"
He subtly squeezed Mu Qingyou's small hand in return. Listening to her recount the whole story, Huangfu Xuanzi merely raised one eyebrow, not particularly shocked.
"So Consort Lian told you she likes me?" He coughed lightly, his gaze lowered, remaining expressionless.
Inwardly, however, he was displeased that woman was so vicious. With his cunning, he easily saw through Consort Lian's schemes. On one hand, she intended to frame Mu Qingyou as a jealous woman gossiping about the Empress; on the other hand, she lured her to test the truth about his identity as the Dragon Lord.
"Yes," Mu Qingyou nodded gently, but her eyes held a hint of doubt as she looked at Huangfu Xuanzi.
"And I've always been curious whether you really are the Dragon Lord."
"So, has Your Majesty reached a satisfactory conclusion now?" The man's handsome face magnified before Mu Qingyou's eyes, his warm, fragrant breath brushing against her hair. Huangfu Xuanzi pulled her closer to his embrace, half-embracing her as they looked into each other's eyes.
"You are." Mu Qingyou didn't flinch; instead, she imitated the man's playful manner, teasing a strand of his hair in her hand.
"Why are you so sure?" Huangfu Xuanzi moved even closer, their noses touching. Their lips were almost sealed together. And Huangfu Xuanzi longed to kiss her fragrant lips just like that.
“Because when I look at you while I’m sober,” Mu Qingyou chuckled, placing her hand on her chest,
“the beating here doesn’t quicken.”
She lied.
Perhaps to conceal her lust for his beauty, Mu Qingyou didn’t intend to reveal her nosebleed-like reaction upon seeing him. So she told him he was alluring and possessive, but not in a way that evoked the fluttering heart a woman feels for a man.
“Yes, my sister-in-law is truly clever.”
Releasing the beauty from her embrace, Huangfu Xuanzi covered her mouth with a coquettish gesture. But no one noticed the fleeting anger in his eyes.
This little liar, last night she had clearly clung to his neck, vowing to be his husband. Who knew that after the dream ended, she would turn her back on him so easily? Let’s see if he’ll let her off so easily in the future!
“Now you can tell me why you poisoned the window, right?” Mu Qingyou blinked her watery eyes and smiled sweetly at him. She hadn’t forgotten the purpose of her trip.
Something subtle had subtly reminded her.
The initial shock and annoyance of discovering her physical relationship with Huangfu Xuanzi had momentarily clouded her judgment. Now, calming down and reflecting, she realized Huangfu Xuanzi was a strange person.
She had initially trusted him completely, believing him to be genuinely gay. He had been taken advantage of by her by accident, yet he had turned around and tenderly comforted her. But even the most meticulous plans have flaws.
Anyone would be surprised to hear that the Emperor's concubine liked them; how could he remain so nonchalant? Even the most indifferent person shouldn't be so unmoved by such a scandal. His calmness told her he clearly knew everything.
So what did he know? Did he know that Consort Lian liked him, or that someone was using the guise of affection to conceal a sinister plot?
Suppressing the urge to gasp, Mu Qingyou steadied herself, her mind racing.
She was naturally intelligent and kind-hearted, and as a woman even the old fox Huangfu Xuanzi admired, she certainly wouldn't be easily manipulated. Therefore, she was fascinated, interested, and curious. How much of all this was real, and how much was fake?
However, since her thoughts were already in disarray, she might as well go with the flow. She'd hear what he had to say and what he wanted her to see.
"Because I've been being watched all along," Huangfu Xuanzi said, touching his nose and forcing a helpless smile.
"Being watched?" Mu Qingyou frowned. "What happened?"
"Actually, I'm not entirely sure myself." Huangfu Xuanzi glared at her sharp, watery eyes, growing more and more fond of her. Her gentle exterior and shrewd, mischievous spirit were exactly the kind of woman he wanted.
Seeing that Mu Qingyou was determined to find out, Huangfu Xuanzi didn't intend to completely deceive her. So, in a very calm voice, he told her, avoiding the main point, that ever since his identity as the Prince of Longyang was revealed, unidentified people had been sneaking into Xuanzi Tower to spy on him and his lover making love. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he devised a plan to poison the window paper to catch the spy.
"So that's how it is..." Mu Qingyou suddenly understood.
"Understood?" Huangfu Xuanzi smiled harmlessly. "Now you know how dangerous it was for you, right? You almost lost your life."
"Have you found out who's been spying on you?" After a moment of thought, Mu Qingyou stared at the hole in the window paper, puzzled.
"I have no clue yet." The man paused, then shook his head.
This time, he had to lie.
After bothering him for so many years, how could he not know it was Consort Lian who was relentlessly pursuing him? But he insisted on saying no.
This shake meant severing Mu Qingyou's thread of inquiry. Huangfu Xuanzi didn't want her to know too much; Consort Lian had her eye on her. The conspiracy behind this was too complex; he didn't want her to be involved.
What's more—he hadn't forgotten that this little woman was still a treacherous spy from the Xiao Kingdom, betraying his own side.
So, on a whim, he subtly changed the subject, gazing out the window at the blue sky.
"Speaking of which—Yun'er's wedding is in three days."
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"Ah...you...how could you..."
"Why can't I, the King, do it?"
Hearing the moans of a woman and the lewd laughter of a man coming from the King's palace, Situ Xing'er grabbed the attendant who silently walked out carrying a silver platter of fruit. Her originally pretty face was now filled with ugly jealousy.
"Which woman served the King today?" She clenched her snow-white fist and asked through gritted teeth.
"Reporting to Miss Xing'er, it was the female assassin who came to assassinate the King yesterday." Seeing that Situ Xing'er was the most favored woman by Mo Yefeng's side recently, the attendant did not dare to be negligent and could only answer her question honestly.
"Female assassin?" Situ Xing'er tilted her head and thought for a moment. She happened to be there when Mo Yefeng was assassinated. Seeing that the woman, though slender, had an ordinary appearance, she wondered what had attracted the king's attention.
"Did the king say why he favored her?" she pressed, unwilling to give up.
"This… this servant doesn't know. But the king seems to really like her disguised as a man." The servant, startled by her venomous glare, quickly made an excuse and left when he saw Situ Xing'er's stunned expression. Disguised
as a man?
Situ Xing'er was taken aback. Could it be that the king had remembered that woman again? She'd heard that the little vixen
had also disguised herself as a man when she first approached the king. A filthy jealousy burned fiercely within her. She knew Mu Qingyou. She had been serving the king for some time now, and every time he favored her, she had to endure the torment of her man constantly calling out another woman's name. Whether out of curiosity or resentment, she quickly learned about the past between Mo Yefeng and Mu Qingyou. She understood that this Prince Xiao, who never spoke of love for women, was different only towards Mu Qingyou.
Situ Xing'er had never met Mu Qingyou, yet she couldn't help but compare herself to her.
She was confident she was younger and more obedient. More importantly, she was far more submissive than Mu Qingyou. At least she loved Prince Xiao, though that love was mixed with many utilitarian elements. She wanted to be his queen, to conquer this extraordinary, wickedly handsome man.
Amidst the continuous sounds of lewd moans emanating from the room, Situ Xing'er's delicate face slowly turned from pale to a strange crimson. With a smug smile, she casually raised an eyebrow, gazing at the intricate, colorful curtains of the bedchamber.
She would do it; with that method—she could definitely make Mo Yefeng completely obey her!
Unbeknownst to her, a woman stood outside the bedchamber, harboring sinister intentions and brewing a secret conspiracy. Mo Yefeng, still sporting his usual sinister smile, forcefully pushed the strawberry he was holding between his fingers into the woman's passage.
"No...don't..." The female assassin, raised only through martial arts training and missions, couldn't withstand such wicked manipulation. Her usually high-tied hair was now disheveled and scattered on the bed. Seeing her naked body covered in his saliva and glaring hickeys, a wave of humiliation washed over her.
Surprisingly, however, a faint shyness, like a girl about to become a woman, still lingered within her...and even a hint of anticipation at being possessed by this powerful man.
"Suck it tight with your little mouth down there." Mo Yefeng, between her legs, cupped her buttocks and used his tongue to push the strawberry deeper into her passage.
"You...don't..." The sensation of the soft, hard object invading her grew stronger, the strawberry slowly sliding towards her clitoris. She tried to struggle, but her thighs were firmly held in place by Mo Yefeng.
The man's smooth, long tongue tirelessly licked her entrance. Tormented by this tingling, itchy pleasure, the female assassin couldn't help but cry out.
"Don't be afraid." Looking at the woman's tear-streaked face, Mo Yefeng recalled the resolute expression on her face yesterday when she thrust her sword into his heart, a stark contrast to her current demeanor. A
mocking smile appeared on his handsome features.
"Indeed, I'm still no match for her..." he murmured.
His mind and eyes were filled with the image of another woman, Mu Qingyou's face gradually becoming clear in his mind.
The longer she was gone, the more he missed her. Longing was like an impenetrable spider web, trapping him within it, unable to escape. He had always thought the best way to get tired of something was to possess it. But he never expected that after possessing Mu Qingyou time and time again... His body was completely captivated by her sweet taste; no other woman could catch his eye.
Whether this was his fortune or misfortune was unknown.
Only Mu Qingyou, after being tormented to the point of near death by him, could still so stubbornly and defiantly torment his dominance. Only she dared to face his plundering with composure and dignity.
Only she—
annoyed by his endless thoughts of Mu Qingyou, Mo Yefeng's lips suddenly covered the female assassin's entrance, forcefully sucking out the strawberry that had penetrated to the very end.
The vaginal walls writhed, spitting out the squeezed and deformed fruit, slowly letting the strawberry, soaked in her juices, slide into the man's mouth.
"Ah...ah!!" As the strawberry emerged, the woman gripped the sheets beneath her, letting out a wanton cry.
"Eat it, taste your own flavor." He forcefully fed the fruit to the female assassin's lips, pulling her close and making her sit on his lap. He then thrust his large, hard penis into her vagina from below.
"Ah...mmm...mmm..." Forced to chew the strawberry bits mixed with her own juices and the fishy taste, she endured the pain of being deflowered.
The woman whimpered, her body trembling from his thrusts.
"Ah...so deep..."
Her not-so-fair arms involuntarily clung to his broad back, stroking the muscles that gave her a sense of conquest.
He was so handsome, so strong... Sweat trickled down her hairline, blurring her vision but making it impossible to ignore the handsome face with its thin lips and straight nose.
"What? Messed up by me?" Mo Yefeng chuckled, thrusting even harder into her wetness.
"Ah...mmm..."
His member was so savage, so domineering...hot and huge, completely stretching her open.
"Uh-huh!" He thrust in again with force, her soft vulva opening a narrow slit to welcome his head. The man's hot breath sprayed onto the female assassin's neck. He held her in his arms, fucking her hard, like a beast in dire need of comfort, constantly rubbing his hard penis into her body.
"Ah...mmm...ya..." The woman couldn't bear it and bit her lower lip tightly, feeling the man's speed increasing, his purplish-red penis plunging into her vagina with each thrust, making a "plop plop" sound.
The intense collision between flesh and blood caused the huge penis to pull her passage in an accelerated piston-like motion. She looked down at her vagina, which was filled with the Demon Night Wind's penis, like a small mouth constantly swallowing and spitting out, unwilling to let him leave completely. The girl's feelings began to awaken hazily with the rising pleasure within her...
Could it be that he's taken a liking to her, being so intimate with her? Feeling incredibly comfortable from his ministrations, the female assassin closed her eyes tenderly, lost in reverie.
If only she weren't an assassin, and instead followed him...?
This was the allure of Mo Yefeng; very few women who had been with him were not captivated by him, becoming devotedly and fearfully following him. Women longed to be close to him, yet feared his bloodthirstiness. In the end, the King of Valor became a sexy and mysterious legend, a seductive demon in others' dreams.
Unfortunately, while the flowers may be willing, the flowing water is often indifferent.
"Slap...slap..." With the splashing of vaginal fluid, the man's heavy breathing grew heavier.
"Ah!"
A low roar echoed as his silky black hair wildly spread, covering Mo Yefeng's bronze muscles. The man gripped the female assassin's buttocks tightly, thrusting rapidly in small movements for dozens of times, then suddenly withdrew his throbbing member, spraying his thick, white fluid onto her lower abdomen.
The air was thick with the alluring scent of musk, and a thin layer of sweat, mingled with the stench of a wild beast, covered his metallic-looking naked body. His narrow, dark eyes glanced at the exhausted female assassin beside him, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
"You…"
The female assassin trembled at his glare, seeing the man who had just embraced her now radiating a chilling aura.
"Guards—" Mo Yefeng lazily narrowed his phoenix eyes, using his long fingers to pick a cherry from the fruit on the bedside table and chew it.
"Drag her out, cut off her head, wrap it up as a gift, and send it back to the person who sent her."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The guard dared not wait any longer. Though reluctant, he coldly dragged the female assassin off her bed by the hair.
"No!! You can't!" The woman never expected this man to turn so ruthless. Perhaps she forgot that Mo Yefeng was devoid of emotion.
To dare assassinate him? That was blatantly a death wish.
Hearing the woman's wailing grow smaller and smaller, Mo Yefeng impatiently rolled over.
"How boring—"
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"What are you—" Huangfu Ying's displeased voice came from the Imperial Garden.
The princess was getting married, and the chosen husband was none other than the renowned General Han, Beitang Mo. Today, a banquet was being held, with congratulations from all the surrounding small kingdoms, and court officials dressed in their finest attire, waiting to drink this cup of celebratory wine. However, they saw that Prince Huangfu Xuanzi was dressed in a seductive women's outfit, his hair styled in a maid's bun, adorned with a golden hairpin. His charm was no less than any of the women present. He almost stole the bride's thunder. Huangfu Ying felt a throbbing headache and could only call him to a secluded place to ask him what was going on.
"What's wrong?" Huangfu Xuanzi blinked her innocent crescent-shaped eyes, her fair fingers shyly twirling her long hair, her luscious red lips trembling as she answered the other's question.
Seeing Huangfu Ying's face growing increasingly grim, he secretly rejoiced.
He knew that his elder brother's greatest fear was facing the fact that he was Longyang Jun (a man of male chastity). Huangfu Ying was cold-hearted by nature, yet extremely arrogant. He valued royal etiquette and reputation highly. Previously, he had grown an unsightly beard, barely maintaining a masculine appearance. Although he had a secret affair with Beitang Mo, Huangfu Ying could only turn a blind eye. But now, his open appearance in women's clothing was clearly a provocation of his authority. He was curious to see how far this would enrage his elder brother.
And he wanted him to be angry.
"This is utterly disrespectful." Huangfu Ying flicked his long sleeves, his handsome face displaying an unyielding sternness.
"You must be mindful of your status and not bring shame upon the family."
"Bring shame upon the family?" Huangfu Xuanzi smiled sweetly. "What, would it bring shame upon the family if I were just being myself?" Completely disregarding the other's concerns, Huangfu Xuanzi deliberately played with her slender fingers, letting her fiery red nail polish catch Huangfu Ying's eye.
"Xuanzi, I refuse to believe that there isn't a woman you like in the entire Qilin Kingdom. Why must you…have…"
"A homosexual relationship, is it?" Seeing him hesitate, Huangfu Xuanzi smiled and finished the sentence for him.
"Yes." Huangfu Ying sighed, turning away and standing with his hands behind his back.
"As long as you're willing to like a woman, I will spare no expense to help you obtain her." To utter this statement was Huangfu Ying's greatest generosity. This meant that this man, who always clearly distinguished between public and private matters, was willing to use his power to open a back door for his brother's happiness and the reputation of the royal family.
Even if it were just this once, if he could truly achieve it, he would gladly accept it.
Huangfu Xuanzi's dislike of women's makeup and his preference for men's clothing was a long-standing, hidden wound in his heart. Although he couldn't see it, it ached terribly on cloudy or rainy days. A dignified prince actually being homosexual?! If this were openly acknowledged, wouldn't the prestige of his Qilin Kingdom be completely swept away?
"Is what you said true, brother?" Huangfu Xuanzi seemed to be thinking, biting his fingertip.
"It's true." Huangfu Ying's heart stirred; he was overjoyed that his suggestion had elicited a response, and quickly added,
"Whether it's the daughter of a royal noble or a high-ranking official, it's no problem. Even if you fancy a princess from another country, so what? I, the king, will still find a way to get you." The man suddenly turned around, his handsome features displaying a resolute determination.
"What if I fancy a woman, but she's already married?" A gentle breeze blew, ruffling Huangfu Xuanzi's soft hair. The crystal pendants on his ears jingled softly as he slightly pulled back his collar, revealing only half of his fragrant shoulder. His alluring posture was breathtakingly beautiful.
Huangfu Ying was somewhat mesmerized, a suspicious blush immediately appearing on his handsome face, but he inwardly felt a sense of foreboding. If this continued, his brother would truly become a woman! He had to stop it!
"No problem. Even if you steal, rob, or kill, as long as it's the woman you desire, I, the King, will make it happen for you." He suppressed the urge to see Huangfu Xuanzi as a woman, and, as usual, placed his arm around his shoulder as an elder brother to continue his seduction.
"As long as you're willing to like women, all the women in the world are yours."
"Is that so…"
Huangfu Xuanzi smiled, his crescent-shaped eyes curving into a beautiful smile, yet hidden within that smile was a cunning that Huangfu Ying couldn't fathom.
"Then I thank you in advance, elder brother. You must remember what you said today. Lest you deny it again when I want you someday."
"Don't worry, a king's word is law." Huangfu Ying faced him arrogantly, but then saw Huangfu Xuanzi turn and walk in the opposite direction from the banquet hall.
"Where are you going?" he asked suspiciously.
"To change clothes." Huangfu Xuanzi smiled.
The matter with Consort Lian was not yet resolved, but at least he had to give his elder brother face today.
Anyway, he could wait.
When everything settled down, he could personally cut off those unsightly long fingernails...
The princess's wedding was a time of national celebration.
Everyone was drinking a cup of wedding wine for her, wishing her and her husband a long and happy life together. But she, the bride-to-be, was not in the mood, looking listless and bitter. Her delicately painted face showed no sign of sunshine.
When she was bowing earlier, she had stolen a glance outside her veil and saw her elder brother sitting majestically on the high seat. A relieved smile graced his handsome face, as if he were overjoyed to have finally found a good home for his younger sister. Unaware of the guilt hidden within him, Huangfu Fuyun only wondered if his smile was a little too glaring.
Looking at his second brother, dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, his beard neatly shaved, he smiled with such charm that the palace maids were completely mesmerized, practically throwing themselves at him and calling him "Good Brother!"
He laughed! He laughed! He laughed!
"Go ahead and beat you to death! What's there to be happy about in her marriage?
Ask Princess Fuyun why you're unhappy,
and she'll glare at you, wishing she could burn two holes in you.
Happy?
Would you be happy marrying a man you've never even met? Huh? What about the general? Who knows if he has a buzz cut, a hunchbacked face, body odor, and short limbs. And then there's the worst thing a man can have: impotence... Oh dear..."
Thinking of this, Huangfu Fuyun sat on the fragrant couch in the bridal chamber, sniffling with deep sorrow, looking at the wedding quilt with an urge to set it on fire.
She knew Mu Jue was married.
Last time, Qing'er risked her life to bring Yin Wuyou's waist token to Jinyun Palace to find her, and she realized she had been completely defeated by this beautiful woman who was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. She had grown up in the deep palace, spoiled and willful, and had even been raped by her own brother. How could such an unclean body be worthy of a devoted man like Mu Jue?
So, despite the bitterness in her heart, she maintained her composure and smiled, offering her blessings. She kindly explained all the misunderstandings between them to Qing'er, hoping they would have no more troubles.
Love triangles are never destined for a happy ending. To achieve happiness for others often means sacrificing one's own future. But she was willing to make that sacrifice.
Seeing that she was about to become a wife, she swallowed her bitterness and resignedly picked up the red veil she had thrown on the ground in her anger, covering her head again. A princess's marriage was not a game; she didn't want to put Huangfu Ying in a difficult position.
So be it—
she obediently assumed the posture of a dignified bride. Huangfu Fuyun's long eyelashes cast shadows on her fair face, her crimson lips trembling as she forced a weak upward curve. If happiness was destined to elude her, then she would no longer fight for it…
If her husband loved her, she would stay by his side, respect him, and live a simple life. Otherwise, as the leader of the underground assassin organization of the Qilin Kingdom, she would never be weak and allow herself to be slaughtered. The way of husband and wife is mutual respect, and whether or not they are in love depends on both of them maintaining it.
As she was pondering this, she saw the crescent moon hanging like a hook outside the window, and the noisy atmosphere gradually dissipated. However, heavy footsteps of a man came from outside the door, startling Huangfu Fuyun.
Good heavens… is it a man or a beast, so rude?!
Unaware that he had been despised by his new wife, the drunken Beitang Mo hummed an off-key tune and staggered towards the door of the bridal chamber, carrying a struggling, heavy object.
The man with a silver ring on his left ear kicked open the sturdy door with a dashing kick.
“Help!” the “heavy object” on his shoulder screamed.
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"Don't call me 'little darling'~" The man raised his large hand and patted the girl's buttocks a few times in an ambiguous manner, revealing a set of white teeth. His handsome face, besides the slight flush of intoxication, was filled with a lewd desire for indulgence. "
Later, your brother Beitang will definitely make you feel incredibly good!"
The man said, his feet moving swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close to the bed
. Hearing the footsteps, although puzzled, Huangfu Fuyun subconsciously sat up straight, waiting for the prince consort to lift the veil. Unexpectedly, the bed dented with a thud, and a "thing" of unknown origin rolled down beside her.
"Waaaaah~~ Prince Consort, you can't rape me..." The "thing" crawled around on the bed a couple of times, crying and snotting, almost soiling their wedding quilt.
Rape?!
Princess Fuyun was stunned, raising one of her delicate eyebrows.
What happened? "Who's raping whom?"
"Don't worry, every girl I've slept with has praised my sexual prowess. In the end, they all beg me to come back for more."
Beitang Mo lifted the "thing's" chin, scrutinizing the little maid whose face was smaller than his palm. He found her not particularly beautiful.
But he'd taken a liking to her at first sight on the way to the bridal chamber. He, Beitang Mo, loved women like this—soft and boneless, like little rabbits. The more powerless they were, the more seductive they became when stripped naked and pinned to the bed. Seductive enough that he couldn't resist fucking her again and again, making her scream and cry.
"Tsk… Can you wipe your snot? How am I supposed to kiss you with that on your face?"
With his drunken eyes, he looked at the little "thing's" slovenly face with disgust, casually pulling off Huangfu Fuyun's veil and roughly wiping it on her face like a handkerchief, completely unaware that someone else was sitting next to her.
With her veil no longer obscuring her vision, Huangfu Fuyun was greeted by a bright light. But when she curiously turned to look beside her, she gasped in anger.
A beast!
Worse than a beast!
Not only worse than a beast, but an idiot!
This man in his bright red wedding robes, behaving like a pig or a dog, was none other than her husband! On their wedding night, this damned man not only failed to observe marital propriety, but also forcibly abducted a palace maid into their bridal chamber with malicious intent. Did he even respect her, the princess,?!
Seeing her red veil now smeared with snot on his dark, calloused hands, Huangfu Fuyun flew into a rage. She leaped from the bed and kicked him in the backside.
"You dare!"
"Ah…you!"
But this man, though outwardly drunk, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Without even turning her head, she casually reached out, and her small foot, adorned with gold-embroidered shoes, replaced her red veil in his fingers. The filthy fabric landed right on their wedding quilt, making her eyes nearly pop out of her head. So
dirty! How could she sleep?
But—his agility was incredible!
"Oh…so there's someone here? Sitting there motionless, I thought she was a lamppost!"
He lazily followed the lotus-like foot in his hand upwards, and Huangfu Fuyun's angry, delicate face was fully reflected in Beitang Mo's unrestrained phoenix eyes. He was already furious at being threatened by Huangfu Xuanzi into marrying this spoiled princess, and this time he was deliberately trying to give her a hard time, so even his tone when speaking to her was indifferent.
Tsk…upon closer inspection—
not bad figure.
She had a good bust, a good butt, and such a slender waist; he could easily pinch it with one hand.
She was truly beautiful.
A fair, oval face, her skin barely darker than snow. Her stubborn, bright red lips, like a tiny ingot, were now drooping in anger, almost like a crescent moon. Her eyes were quite beautiful, two clear springs of just the right size.
But her temper… well…
Looking at Huangfu Fuyun's raised chin, her nose almost pointing to the sky, her beautiful eyes glaring at him angrily, his initially slightly amazed handsome face gradually showed disappointment. Such a beautiful woman was actually a shrew! What a pity… what a pity…
Seeing the groom staring at her as if she were naked, both lewd and obscene, Huangfu Fuyun really wanted to punch him. But when she glared back, she felt guilty.
He was so tall… so strong…
she barely reached his stomach; even her two handsome brothers couldn't compare to this damned man's physique.
Seeing that the elegant red robe specially tailored for him by the royal tailor not only failed to soften his rugged temperament but also accentuated his untamed wildness in the stark contrast,
Huangfu Fuyun silently marveled inwardly. How could there be such a wild man?
To be fair, he was quite handsome. No, actually, he was extremely handsome. His sword-like eyebrows reached his temples, and his phoenix eyes were imposing. His high, straight nose was perfectly straight, and his lips were so thin they were almost nonexistent, giving him a dashing and handsome appearance. But both the silver ring on his left ear and the hideous scar on his right cheek made his new wife hesitate to approach him.
The man had a head of bright, slightly reddish hair, the color of which resembled a bottle of wine imported from another country. He was like an untamed red-maned steed, and one glance was enough to tell that not just anyone could ride him.
Then look at his skin, darker than bronze, and the stigma of a warrior etched by wind and sun on the battlefield. He was clearly a dangerous barbarian, his entire being like a raging sandstorm, ready to devour anyone at any moment.
Good heavens—
was this really her husband? Fuyun swallowed cautiously.
Intimidated by Beitang Mo's imposing presence, Huangfu Fuyun felt a slight sense of awe towards him. But then she saw him appraise her appearance, then shake his head and sigh as if he'd swallowed a tortoise, and her anger flared up again.
"Let go of my foot!" The spoiled princess's temper was unstoppable.
"You kicked me first, and you haven't apologized to me yet." The man raised an eyebrow, his grip tightening.
"You bandit, trying to do such a despicable thing in my room, and you have the nerve to ask me to apologize?" Hmph! He'd accused her first. No class, minus ten points.
"If I'm a bandit, then who are you?" Beitang Mo stroked his smooth chin. "Aren't you my wife, this bandit's wife?"
"Knowing I'm the dignified Princess Fuyun, you still dare to be so insolent in front of me!" Fuyun retorted, her teeth grinding.
This man was doing it on purpose; she knew he had no good intentions. Cunning and treacherous, minus ten points.
"Hehe," Beitang Mo suddenly released her foot, his disgusted expression as if he didn't want to touch her at all. "Who cares?"
"I already guessed you were such a fierce and shrewish woman, but I've never been interested in shrewish women. A moment of pleasure is worth a thousand pieces of gold; I'd better find some fun." Saying this, he turned his head away from her, his lustful phoenix eyes fixed on his little prey on the bed.
"Come here, my sweetheart~ let me give you a kiss~" His large hand reached for the little "thing's" chest.
The little "thing" watched the show for a while before realizing that the demon's attention had returned to her. She frantically dodged the man's predatory claws, letting out pitiful cries, "Princess! Save me! The Prince Consort... the Prince Consort he..." Waaah... the Prince Consort was going to rape her!
"It's you, Little Taro!" Only then did Huangfu Fuyun realize that the "thing" Beitang Mo had forcibly brought in was actually her personal maid.
What a disaster!
This girl was only thirteen years old this year. Tonight, she was supposed to wait outside to see if she and the Prince Consort needed anything before consummating their marriage. Now, well, there was a need, but it was only for this lecherous Prince Consort.
"How dare you! Let her go!" Daring to touch her person! You're courting death, deduct ten points.
"If you let her go, will you serve me? Damn it, I don't want to mess with a woman." Beitang Mo glared at her and continued to knead the soft flesh in his palm.
Huangfu Fuyun was furious. This man was a complete scoundrel.
Seeing that Beitang Mo completely ignored her, she disregarded her composure and grabbed the man's long hair, tearing his neatly tied ponytail to shreds. She did this solely to stop him from causing trouble on her turf.
"Hiss...you'll go bald!" he shrieked, his iron arm sweeping out and pulling Huangfu Fuyun onto the bed as well. His body, hard as a fortress, immediately pinned her down.
"You damned woman, you'll remember this!"
"Little Taro, hurry up!" Taking advantage of Beitang Mo's distraction, Huangfu Fuyun quickly gave the maid a meaningful look.
"Yes...Princess!" The girl, who had been terrified, snapped out of her daze upon hearing the order and stumbled off the bed, running away without looking back.
"Take your mess with you." Beitang Mo nonchalantly swept the sticky veil off the bed, roughly tossing the snot-covered bedding over the edge as well. His strong thighs gripped Huangfu Fuyun's delicate body tightly, pinning her beneath him. The woman's fragrant scent filled his nostrils, making his already aroused lower abdomen swell even more.
"You chased away my toy, so it seems you'll have to serve me yourself." Gazing at her slightly open collar from their earlier tug-of-war, Beitang Mo lowered his head, his eyes blazing with lust. He licked her snow-white shoulder hard from right to left. Afterward, he smacked his lips, as if savoring her taste.
Mmm, so tender. He praised her endlessly. It was acceptable for one night.
"Get off me! You big pervert, don't touch me!" Huangfu Fuyun felt a tingling sensation from his licking, a pleasure mixed with rage.
He had just taken advantage of another woman, and now he made it seem like she was a substitute for Xiaoyutou. How could she tolerate this!
Seeing the lewd grin on his handsome face, Huangfu Fuyun decided to use her last resort. She first feigned a kick to his groin, but Beitang Mo scoffed, thinking she had no other skill than to dodge. Then, her pearly teeth snapped open, and she bit his neck, making him cry out in pain and push her away.
"So restless! How can you be so cunning, you woman?"
Watching Huangfu Fuyun flee, Beitang Mo, clutching his bleeding neck, laughed instead of being angry, though his phoenix eyes clearly showed displeasure.
No woman had ever dared to resist her like this before; she was ruthless! Damn, she was really something!
Having grown accustomed to submissive submissiveness, today, provoked by Huangfu Fuyun, he was even more determined to try something new.
He simply lay down on the bed, his long legs bent, leisurely waiting for his prey to run further away.
Let her be smug for a while; in war, even if the enemy rode a divine steed a hundred miles away, he would still catch them and cut off their heads. How could this little woman possibly escape his grasp with just a few steps of what could barely be called a "fast walk"?
To everyone's surprise, Huangfu Fuyun not only didn't run, but arrogantly and swiftly straightened her clothes. When she received Beitang Mo's puzzled look, she sneered, grabbed the exquisite white jade pot from the table, and instantly poured all the wine inside onto Beitang Mo, soaking him completely.
"I'll make things clear to you today," Huangfu Fuyun said, slamming the wine pot down. Facing the man with his head covered in wine, she exuded the majesty of a princess.
"Although we are husband and wife, your behavior is vulgar and your words shallow, displeasing to me, Huangfu Fuyun. From now on, we are merely husband and wife in name only, and will not interfere with each other."
Her haughty tone and every word conveyed: I despise you! She was determined to draw a clear line between herself and this brute. Little did she know, this was precisely Beitang Mo's Achilles' heel.
Beitang Mo was a martial artist by birth, and he admired those with profound knowledge the most, but he also hated being attacked for his lack of literacy.
The last person who dared to openly mock his crude manners was probably already dead. Now, Huangfu Fuyun was personally provoking him, essentially risking his life without realizing it.
"Finished?"
His phoenix eyes grew colder, and Beitang Mo ran his fingers through his long, wet hair. The tangled, curly hair hung wildly down his back, giving him a wild appearance.
A nonchalant smirk played on his lips as he stood up and slowly approached Huangfu Fuyun, who stood by the table. Drips of wine trickled down his long, handsome face, which he licked with a frivolous flick of his tongue. In less than three steps, he was before Huangfu Fuyun.
The intense aura and oppressive presence made Huangfu Fuyun instinctively frown and try to escape, but Beitang Mo grabbed her.
"What do you want?" she asked cautiously, glaring at him, only to see him leisurely pick up another wine jug.
"A return gift," the man said, biting open the lid with his teeth and tilting his hand.
"Ah!" The icy wine poured over Huangfu Fuyun's head. The woman never expected this brute to retaliate with the same insult.
"You bastard!" she cried angrily, wiping the wine from her face, her fragile chin being roughly lifted by him.
"Woman, it seems you enjoy giving orders," Beitang Mo said, tightening his grip on her fingers, deliberately trying to hurt her. However, her wet appearance was still quite alluring.
"Ouch! Let go!" Huangfu Fuyun pounded on his chest, only to find in frustration that she had only hurt her own hands.
"It's a pity you're already married to me. In my eyes, there are only wretched women warming the bed, not delicate princesses." He gently patted her face, no longer hurting her but turning it into a full-blown threat.
"What did you say? I'm a princess?" Huangfu Fuyun stomped on his instep, but to him it was no different than swatting a fly.
"Maybe no one has told you," his thin lips approached her cherry lips, wetting them with a kiss, "that my rule, Beitang Mo, is... when I want you, you have to obediently extend your legs for me to fuck. When I don't want you anymore, you have to obediently watch me fuck other people." "
Serving me well and making me happy is your duty." Beitang Mo turned his head, lightly touching her nose with the tip of his nose. A low, grating laugh escaped his throat.
"Don't even think about it!" Huangfu Fuyun hadn't expected her husband's demands to be so outrageous, worse than those of an ordinary family.
What kind of person was he, daring to treat a woman like this!
"My wife, then I'll let you experience just how much your husband desires!" He swept Huangfu Fuyun up in his arms, ignoring her struggles, and carried her to the bed. The thin veil slipped down to her waist. Her beautiful, smooth breasts, like two freshly baked white buns, swayed and reflected in the bronze mirror, enticing Huangfu Xuanzi's gaze. After
a few controlled breaths, the man's breathing became rapid and uncontrollable.
"Only you are worthy of my beauty. This king desires a beauty like you."
His red lips moved from the woman's shoulder to her collarbone, and Huangfu Xuanzi turned Mu Qingyou over, placing her sideways on his lap. One hand encircled her slender waist, while the other gently and slowly caressed every inch of her skin.
From the moment he first saw Mu Qingyou at Xuanzi Tower, he was captivated by her beauty and purity.
She was like a naive little animal, offering herself up unwittingly, drawn by the allure of her beauty, before he could even capture her. At that moment, he held her hand to prevent her from being poisoned, but unexpectedly, a tingling electric current surged through his fingertips, leaving even the usually composed man somewhat taken aback.
In the end, she wasn't poisoned; she simply gazed at him innocently with those alluring, captivating eyes. Little did she know that he, in turn, had fallen under her spell, bewitched by her unparalleled beauty…
As intelligent as he was, he knew he shouldn't fall into such a ridiculous relationship. To suppress this budding affection, Huangfu Xuanzi deliberately had Beitang Mo send people to investigate Mu Qingyou's background. He wanted to prove that she was like the other women sent from other countries—possessing only a beautiful exterior but lacking any profound inner qualities, merely sent as playthings for men.
However, what he found in the documents made him burst into excited laughter, as if he had discovered a priceless treasure.
Because she wasn't stupid at all; on the contrary, she was shrewd, resourceful, and extremely cunning!
Recalling their first encounter, Huangfu Xuanzi couldn't help but smile. Even he, caught completely off guard, had been fooled by her superb acting skills. This woman was exactly his type.
Outwardly, she possessed the same flawless beauty and captivating allure as him; inwardly, she was exceptionally intelligent, cunning, and unpredictable. From that moment on, Huangfu Xuanzi was determined to have her. In this life, no woman other than Mu Qingyou could catch his eye.
Regardless of her past entanglements with other men, even if they were his brothers, Huangfu Xuanzi had no intention of letting her go.
He wanted her, but this desire required time.
He was as beautiful as her, but he considered himself a few steps smarter. Mu Qingyou was still young; once Huangfu Xuanzi was on his guard, she would find it difficult to truly defeat him. Otherwise, she wouldn't be half-naked now, nearly losing her life, and only able to lie unconscious in the man's arms.
If her intelligence could be called "wisdom," then Huangfu Xuanzi's talent was clearly "cunning."
He was insidious, treacherous, elusive, adept at concealing his true intentions, and extremely patient. He had originally planned to possess her only after completing his long-planned "great undertaking," but today, this little fox, harboring her own wicked intentions, had chosen the path to hell instead of heaven.
No wonder he wanted to savor her deliciousness ahead of time—
thinking this, Huangfu Xuanzi smiled. He positioned Mu Qingyou in front of the mirror so that he could see her seductive allure as he manipulated her.
Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and took her earlobe into his mouth, gently nibbling at its soft texture. Huangfu Xuanzi then wickedly extended his slender, jade-like fingers towards one of her full breasts. He deliberately avoided touching her nipples and skipped over the pink areolas, focusing instead on pressing and teasing the still-dormant nipples.
Then, he watched as the delicious little fruit, stimulated by him, hardened and playfully chased and frolicked with his fingertips.
"Look, it's hard." Breathing in his characteristically rough, hot breath, even though Mu Qingyou seemed unable to hear him, Huangfu Xuanzi still whispered intimate details of their intimacy in her ear.
Because he knew in his heart that his skills weren't limited to martial arts and poison-making.
When he turned eighteen, the Medical Sage, seeing him growing increasingly beautiful and sinister, simply gifted him one of his most wicked medical books, allowing him to study and research it himself.
That book recorded the highest level of medical theory: controlling a person's mind through hypnosis, making their physical condition and mental thoughts follow the healer's plan. Used well, it could use psychological suggestion to hypnotize a terminally ill patient's meridians, causing them to heal themselves without medicine. However, if used for evil purposes, this skill would become an extremely sophisticated form of puppetry, completely controlling the hypnotized subject.
At this moment, Huangfu Xuanzi wanted to try this sorcery on Mu Qingyou for the first time, to achieve unprecedented harmony in their sexual intercourse. Mu Qingyou had just recovered from the poison and was dazed and powerless to resist. This made her perfect for the cunning Huangfu Xuanzi to do as he pleased.
He noticed one nipple had been played with until it was bright red, a delicate adornment on her fair breast. Huangfu Xuanzi's fingers then moved to the other side. Only when both nipples were hardened by his manipulation did Huangfu Xuanzi cup his hands in a claw shape, forcefully grasping and kneading the two soft breasts, making the two small fruits rub and roll rapidly in his palms.
"Mmm...uh..." The unconscious Mu Qingyou seemed to feel this intense stimulation, letting out a soft moan in her half-awake state.
"Little thing, is it comfortable?" Hearing her moans, Huangfu Xuanzi became even more unrestrained, kneading her breasts into irregular shapes. Her full breasts were occasionally squeezed between his fingers, leaving red marks that matched the size of his fingers.
"I know you're under the influence of aphrodisiacs and can't live without men." He whispered in her ear, "But now that you've stolen my heart, you have to take responsibility for me." Huangfu Xuanzi extended his long tongue and began licking the woman's earlobe, then thrust his tongue inside her ear, probing it repeatedly.
"Remember, the only person who makes you feel truly comfortable during sex is me..." He gently massaged her nipples with the pads of his ten fingers, his strong legs hooking her feet and spreading them open towards the mirror. With
a "ripping" sound, Huangfu Xuanzi freed one hand to tear off her panties. Poor Mu Qingyou had lost countless pieces of her underwear under such barbaric treatment by men.
When the woman's alluring private parts were fully reflected in Huangfu Xuanzi's deep crescent-shaped eyes, he casually removed the only thing he was wearing—a fiery red nightgown. He pressed his naked body against her back, his hands domineeringly grasping her breasts from behind, his erect penis pressing hard against her buttocks.
Their bodies were pressed together like conjoined twins. Huangfu Xuanzi, aroused, pressed and rubbed his chest against Mu Qingyou's smooth back. While his hands played with her breasts, he hooked his neck around hers, turning them to the side for a erotic kiss.
"Ah...oh...um..." The man groaned, his thighs wrapped around Mu Qingyou's waist, rubbing against her, thirsting for her.
"I want to play with you...play with your little cunt...play with your big tits..." His erect member throbbed between her buttocks.
When Huangfu Xuanzi felt a gush of hot liquid drip from the woman's cleft onto his thigh, he exclaimed "Oh!" and excitedly opened his half-closed crescent-shaped eyes, roughly sweeping everything off the dressing table. He forcefully pushed the woman forward onto the cold surface, then followed suit. His large hands gripped her buttocks, pulling them apart to reveal pink petals glistening with dew.
"Wet already? You little slut, born to be fucked by men!" His lewd laughter was laced with triumphant excitement; Huangfu Xuanzi was determined to be the first man to lead her to the ultimate sexual paradise. He wanted to make love to her properly, to bring her to orgasms no one else could give her.
The thought of this beautiful woman having been with other men filled Huangfu Xuanzi with jealousy. Since he couldn't be the one to deflower her, he would at least be the one she would never forget!
He quickly knelt down, bringing his head between Mu Qingyou's legs, and with a flick of his long tongue, he parted the labia minora protecting her entrance. Sweet, wet fluid trickled from her tender vulva, which Huangfu Xuanzi sucked up every last drop.
The man patiently licked the entire vulva of the beautiful woman, then, adjusting the angle of two fingers, he inserted them diagonally into Mu Qingyou's wetness, thrusting forcefully against the unique, tender flesh at the shallow end, splashing the constantly secreted fluids everywhere with pleasure.
While teasing the woman's vulva with his fingers, the man's exquisite face approached her anus. He gently licked the remaining fluids in his mouth with his tongue, occasionally inserting the tip of his tongue lightly into the tight opening, circling it around the anus.
"Mmm... ahh..." Mu Qingyou couldn't help but tremble as Huangfu Xuanzi wickedly played with her two orifices. Her alluring eyes slightly opened, her body mostly awake, but her consciousness remained under the other's control.
"Scream out, this is your dream." Huangfu Xuanzi maliciously seduced the wanton side of Mu Qingyou's body. "Cast aside your shame and fully enjoy the pleasure I give you. The more wanton you are, the more I like it." As he spoke, he thrust his hand in again. This time, he began to rotate his fingers, which were enveloped by the tender walls, stirring them in a circular motion. He would also occasionally bend his knuckles and tease the inner grooves, enjoying the "sizzling" sounds of the water.
"Ah... umm... so good... I want more!" She had truly forgotten the shame of being played with. Mu Qingyou now only knew that her body was hot and she wanted more. On one hand, the aphrodisiac had completely taken effect, and on the other hand, Huangfu Xuanzi's skills were indeed too superb. He easily aroused her burning desire, making her like a wanton little beast that only wanted to be bullied and possessed.
"How was it? I'm the best, right?" Leaving her anus, Huangfu Xuanzi pressed his tongue against Mu Qingyou's clitoris, parting the foreskin to directly attack the tender clitoris, licking and teasing it lightly.
"You're the best... I feel so numb..." Mu Qingyou involuntarily raised her head, her beautiful black hair swinging in the air in a charming arc. Her clear skin was covered in hot, fragrant sweat, and although her body could support her weight while leaning on the dressing table, her legs trembled weakly, clearly too sore to stand.
"Mmm... so fragrant... so delicious..." Huangfu Xuanzi still held Mu Qingyou's snowy buttocks, using his tongue and fingers to torment her enchanting orifice.
He licked her until she felt completely comfortable, only feeling that the most itchy spot inside her body was being stimulated but it was still far from enough. She needed bigger and heavier thrusts to fully soothe it.
"Hurry up... give it to me..."
Hearing the woman's request, Huangfu Xuanzi narrowed his crescent-shaped eyes, slowly licking the lustful fluid that covered his lips. Laughing, he stepped back, catching Mu Qingyou's gradually sliding body in his arms.
"What do you want?" The man casually kissed the woman's red lips, brushing her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear.
"I want you...I want you..." Mu Qingyou looked at the man holding her in a daze, only feeling that he was so beautiful and familiar. But she couldn't recognize who he was.
"You...who are you?" When her limp body was laid flat on the waterbed in his arms, Mu Qingyou raised her small hand in fascination, carefully and curiously stroking Huangfu Xuanzi's womanly face.
"Who am I?" Huangfu Xuanzi looked at her cute actions and deliberately moved closer. He placed his palm on her chest and slowly kneaded her soft breasts.
"Are you a fairy...?" Bewitched by his beauty, Mu Qingyou smiled foolishly. Her stunningly beautiful face blossomed with an alluring blush, like the first cherry blossom after the rain, making Huangfu Xuanzi almost intoxicated.
"Am I beautiful...?" His hand involuntarily pressed down on her small hand that was constantly exploring his face, and Huangfu Xuanzi slowly pressed his body against hers.
"Beautiful...you're so beautiful..." Mu Qingyou felt her eyelids growing heavier; she longed to see this "fairy" a little longer. But his seductive, deep voice murmured so comfortingly, she wanted it, and she wanted to sleep...
"Sleep...let your body follow me." Helping her close her eyes, Huangfu Xuanzi tenderly whispered in her ear, "Remember...I am your beloved in your dreams."
"Mmm..."
"Ah...mmm..." The air was filled with the rising heat and the musky scent of lovemaking. Huangfu Xuanzi straddled Mu Qingyou's shoulders, rapidly thrusting his penis into her parted mouth.
"Mmm...uh-huh..." As the man's thick, long penis penetrated her, Mu Qingyou felt it sink deep into her throat with each thrust, making her feel nauseous. Yet, she couldn't bear to part with the wonderfully fragrant orchid scent emanating from his penis, and continued to greedily suckle, wanting to drink his semen.
Although the two were clearly engaged in real and unrestrained passionate lovemaking, when Mu Qingyou, hypnotized by Huangfu Xuanzi, opened her eyes again, she subconsciously believed it was all a dream. And the man who was molesting her was none other than her rightful husband.
Because it was a dream, she was braver and more wanton than usual, single-mindedly seeking physical pleasure, captivating Huangfu Xuanzi to the point of utter infatuation.
"Slap... slap..." The man's entire body was flushed with the crimson hue that only comes with lovemaking, his delicate hands pressed against either side of her head. His long, bright red fingernails dug forcefully into the bed, almost tearing the waterbed apart. The two round balls at the back of his penis slapped against Mu Qingyou's chin with each thrust, making lewd sounds.
"Ah... you rascal... you rascal..." Although Huangfu Xuanzi's penis was too long, only a third of it could barely enter the woman's mouth. But just the rhythmic sucking and licking of the head by her slippery little tongue made him unable to resist the excitement that was about to ejaculate. Seeing Mu Qingyou rubbing his exposed shaft with both hands, enjoying it so much, Huangfu Xuanzi was afraid that he would lose control and quickly pulled his saliva-covered penis out of her mouth.
"You rascal...you're going to suck me dry!" Falling down beside Mu Qingyou, Huangfu Xuanzi gasped for breath, pulling her into his arms and biting her red lips as punishment.
"Is that all?" Mu Qingyou laughed, dodging his further bites and nestling against him, tickling him. She happily cupped his handsome face and planted a loud kiss on it.
"My husband, you're so beautiful!" Mu Qingyou felt that just looking at him made her a lustful demon, wanting nothing more than to devour him whole. This husband of her dreams was a divine gift, allowing her to experience such exquisite beauty.
"It's a pity you disappeared when I woke up." Regretfully, she let Huangfu Xuanzi hold her gently, relaxing her head on his chest.
Hearing Mu Qingyou's innocent words, Huangfu Xuanzi shuddered. He gently lifted her chin, gazing thoughtfully into her beautiful eyes, and whispered, "If it weren't for the dream, would you want me to be your husband?"
"Yes," Mu Qingyou replied without hesitation, her fingers still in her mouth.
"You're so beautiful, why wouldn't I accept you if you offered yourself to me? Besides Kagura-gege, you're the one who suits my taste the most."
The finger in her mouth was suddenly pulled back, and Huangfu Xuanzi sat up, grabbing the little thing in his arms, his expression somewhat sinister as he whispered, "Looks like I need to let you know his true colors..."
"What husband did you say?" Mu Qingyou wrapped her slender arms warmly around the man's neck, rubbing against him, confused. Every part of this man exuded a delicate floral fragrance, which she loved.
"Nothing." Huangfu Xuanzi smiled seductively, "Come, my darling, lie down properly for me!" He
got out of bed, ignoring his burning erection. To prolong their lovemaking, he needed to calm himself down and play something else with her first.
Mu Qingyou lay obediently on the waterbed, puzzled, when she saw Huangfu Xuanzi pull out a fragrant bamboo tube from behind the screen, filled with ice and cool, colorful flower petals…
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What is this?” Seeing Huangfu Xuanzi place the bamboo tube on the edge of the bed with a mysterious smile, Mu Qingyou felt a little uneasy. He was so beautiful, so otherworldly. But this beauty made her feel that her dream husband exuded a bewitching and sinister aura.
Every glance, every movement of his shone with a dangerous aura, as if every breath and every smirk could kill. She wondered if someone was unfortunate enough to be targeted by him, would they be devoured instantly… Could that person be her?
A chill ran down her spine.
He made her truly feel what it meant to be terrified.
A sinister, chilling aura enveloped her, like an impenetrable net binding her tightly, leaving her at his mercy. She watched as he casually picked a small piece of ice from the bucket with his delicate hand, smiling as he put it to his lips, then gazed at her meaningfully. Like a hunter struck by a cold arrow, Mu Qingyou tried to escape in fear, but his tall figure had already occupied the edge of the bed, leaving her no way out.
"My good girl, come to my arms." Her handsome husband gave her a seductive wink, his eyes brimming with allure. Despite her inner terror, Mu Qingyou's body couldn't resist the temptation, and she obediently crawled forward onto his lap.
"Hmm...so good." Seeing his beloved woman crawling naked before him like an animal, the man's lust was easily aroused. He knelt on the bed, mimicking her posture, his exquisite face turned to the right, his cold lips kissing her warm, moist lips.
"Mmm... Husband... It's cool..." As he fed her the melted ice water in her mouth, the heat in Mu Qingyou's heart transformed into a comfortable coolness.
"Do you like it?" His long tongue continued to invade her fragrant mouth, and he lay beneath her, facing the opposite direction. Their heads were together, and Huangfu Xuanzi began to wantonly ravage Mu Qingyou's cherry lips from below.
"Mmm... I like it... Mmm..." His tongue was lured outside her lips, intertwining with hers in the air, drawing out silver threads and exchanging saliva. Their beautiful eyes gazed at each other's chins, watching their red, hot tongues twist together like braids. "
Good girl... Go get me a piece of ice." The man sucked hard on the saliva on her tongue, smiling as he spoke.
Mu Qingyou obeyed, turning around and scooping a piece of ice from the bamboo bucket, biting it between her teeth and feeding it to him.
"Mmm..." Huangfu Xuanzi took the ice cube, sucked on it for a while, and then began to move beneath Mu Qingyou, who was still kneeling.
His smooth back slid against the waterbed like a python, his red lips, biting the ice cube, traced a path down Mu Qingyou's collarbone, finally stopping at a swaying breast. He erotically bit into the tender flesh of her breast along with the ice cube, sucking and chewing, causing Mu Qingyou to shrink back and moan.
"No! Husband...it's so cold..." The coolness from her nipple and the entanglement of his long tongue made the woman unable to bear it, trying to pull her nipple away from his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Huangfu Xuanzi maliciously sucked even tighter, like a breastfeeding mother, stretching her full, round breast into a high, conical shape in their struggle. The man's teeth stubbornly bit her nipple, causing Mu Qingyou to tremble uncontrollably.
"Husband...let me go..." The woman couldn't resist his strength and could only give in to his every whim. Her tender nipples grew cold and hard in his mouth, which was filled with icy water, and were occasionally licked by his tongue.
Although he couldn't speak, a tense laugh rippled through Huangfu Xuanzi's throat. He swallowed the icy water in his mouth and sucked on the bright red nipples even more vigorously. His large hand also grasped the other breast that had been neglected, tracing the trembling peak with his warm palm, and adding the action of pinching and pulling the nipple with his nimble fingers. He deliberately wanted Mu Qingyou to experience the tormenting pleasure of her breasts being hot on one side and cold on the other.
"Ugh...husband..." A woman's painful sobs filled the air, and Huangfu Xuanzi knew that she was already in unbearable pleasure to have lost control like this.
"Good girl..." He lovingly caressed Mu Qingyou's breasts for a while longer, until the coolness in his mouth disappeared completely. Only then did Huangfu Xuanzi reluctantly release the wet nipples and sit up, holding her. His jade-like hands continued to caress her wonderfully firm and plump buttocks. With his eyes half-closed, the man couldn't help but imagine the wonderful sensation of his abdomen thrusting against her again and again.
"You're such a fun little slut." He affectionately pinched Mu Qingyou's buttocks, kissed her forehead, and placed her on the waterbed.
"Now, let's switch roles."
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What, you mean by switching roles?
Mu Qingyou, with her innocent, large eyes, lay on the waterbed, curiously observing her cunning and beautiful husband. She wondered what he was going to do next. But Huangfu Xuanzi, her sexual mentor, quickly demonstrated how extraordinary their game was!
The cool night wasn't even half over, and the two had been passionately entwined for a long time.
Passion, catalyzed in the purgatory of intercourse, transformed into a bubbling lust. Man? Woman? Gender was irrelevant. What mattered was that they were enjoying the game in this chase.
"Mmm…no…don't rape me!" After a fierce chase around the room, Huangfu Xuanzi, tears welling in her eyes, was pushed down onto the trembling waterbed by Mu Qingyou. Her snow-white thighs crossed, concealing his erection, Huangfu Xuanzi bit her rosy lips, shrinking back into a corner. The innocence and fear on her pretty face only served to make her more alluring.
"Please... good man..." Seeing Mu Qingyou transform into a ravenous flower thief, her petite yet striking figure inching closer to the bedside, Huangfu Xuanzi couldn't help but sob softly, her captivating crescent-shaped eyes brimming with tears. Her hoarse, weak voice, carrying a last glimmer of hope, pleaded for the hunter's mercy.
"Don't even think about running away! Today I'll make you completely mine!" With a wicked grin, Mu Qingyou pounced on the man's body, grabbing his wrist and pulling Huangfu Xuanzi into her arms, desperately kissing his red lips. To intensify the force, she deliberately bit his lower lip, greedily sucking at his unusually cool blood, while precisely pinching and twisting his nipples, forcing him to moan wantonly beneath her.
"Ugh... you're so bad..." A tingling pleasure surged through her chest, and Huangfu Xuanzi's body gradually went limp. He was pinned down by Mu Qingyou in terror, their genitals pressed together. The woman's delicate hands slowly touched his penis, caressing it with a less-than-gentle touch. This made his desire swell even larger and wilder, bouncing up and down, flaunting its unyielding power.
All of this was a scene from a bedroom drama, following the script written by Huangfu Xuanzi.
Mu Qingyou knew that many men's sexual fantasies involved raping women. Because the woman's refusal only fueled the man's animalistic instincts, giving them a sense of conquest. But this beautiful husband's sexual fantasies were uniquely different. After he had seemingly forced her breasts to be played with, this man, looking into her alluring crescent-shaped eyes, seriously demanded that she rape him in return. This truly startled Mu Qingyou.
Before long, the man's alluring body had succumbed, kneeling on the waterbed. His red lips clung to a lock of his hair, trying to suppress his intense cries, but broken moans still escaped from his parted lips. Huangfu Xuanzi, like a rabbit cornered, arched his buttocks in grievance, allowing Mu Qingyou to kneel behind him and humiliate him.
"You rascal... not there!"
His snow-white body was covered in fragrant sweat, swaying and panting with the movements of the beauty behind him. The soft bed beneath them swayed obscenely, making the two people seeking pleasure on the bed feel as if they were on a light boat.
"You think you still have the right to say no?" The woman held an ice cube in her mouth, moving it back and forth over Huangfu Xuanzi's buttocks. The cold, hard object constantly stimulated him, and every now and then she would bite hard on his smooth buttocks, leaving her mark.
"Ah...you rascal...don't bully me..." The bite hurt so much that Huangfu Xuanzi couldn't help but crawl forward in a pitiful manner, only to be grabbed by the ankle and dragged back viciously by the woman.
"Slap!" The woman slapped the man's buttocks mercilessly, punishing his attempt to escape.
"You dare run!"
"Waaah...waaah..." the little lamb whimpered softly.
A cool tongue slid across his anus, swirling back and forth at the pink opening. Just like when he had played with her earlier, Mu Qingyou forcefully spread Huangfu Xuanzi's buttocks apart. Then, she spat saliva mixed with ice water onto the man's anus, thrusting her tongue in and out rapidly, mimicking the rhythm of intercourse.
"Ahhh...you're going to kill me...you rascal!"
Lust had turned Huangfu Xuanzi's snow-white skin a deep crimson, and his previous fierce, predatory demeanor had vanished. Now, his crescent-shaped eyes held a shy yet reproachful glint, waiting coquettishly as Mu Qingyou played with his body using the erotic methods he had taught her.
"Mmm...good man...don't rape me...ah..." The man squinted comfortably, his mouth still uttering intermittent sounds of resistance, completely absorbed in the role.

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