[Wuxia] Crimson Fairy

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Li Mochou snatched the baby and dashed forward, disappearing into a cave at the foot of the mountain.

Yang Guo, unsure of her purpose in taking the baby and fearing she

might harm it, rushed inside. The presence of the Dharma King outside the cave made them both extremely wary, so they hurried deeper into the cave. Yang Guo kept a close watch on his back while closely following Li Mochou, worried she might harm the baby.

Reaching the depths of the cave, the light from outside had completely disappeared, plunging them into complete darkness. The ground was slippery and difficult to traverse due to seepage from the mountain walls.

Yang Guo, who could see in the dark, found it easy.

Suddenly, Li Mochou slipped: "Ouch!..." She was about to fall, clutching the baby, unsure how to react.

Yang Guo instinctively caught her, feeling in the darkness that he was holding an exceptionally soft and slender waist.

"Uncle Li, are you alright?" The damp, cool air inside the cave made Li Mochou's senses extremely sensitive against Yang Guo's firm, warm chest. The large male hands gripping her waist made her tremble uncontrollably.

She had always been chaste, and even during her passionate affair with Lu Zhanyuan, she had never been this close. Now, leaning against Yang Guo, her heart trembled, her strength vanished, and she stumbled.

"Uncle-Master, be careful!" Yang Guo cried out in alarm, his hands slipping under her armpits to turn her body and support her as she weakened.

Now, besides embracing the child's chest, their lower bodies inevitably touched, Yang Guo's warm breath brushing against Li Mochou's ear.

"…Ugh…you…" she whimpered, her voice broken.

Yang Guo had never experienced such close contact between a man and a woman. His mind went blank, only his senses remained active, a captivating fragrance filling his nostrils.

"You…you smell so good," he said, inhaling the scent more deeply.

"You…you…how…insolent!" Li Mochou's coquettish rebuke was utterly unconvincing.

"Ah!" Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, pulling away from her. "I'm sorry, Martial Uncle." Li Mochou's legs were still weak, and she could only lean against Yang Guo.

Yang Guo thought for a moment, then swept her up in his arms and walked quickly.

"Martial Uncle, I was presumptuous. I don't know if the Dharma King has followed us into the cave. I can see in the dark, so this way we can walk faster." Li Mochou gave a soft hum, indicating her agreement.

In his arms, the rhythm of her steps inevitably brought her into more contact with him. Her hands involuntarily pressed against his chest, slowly sliding down, her heart overflowing with desire she was experiencing for the first time.

Yang Guo, who had been focused on following the faint sound of flowing water deeper into the cave, suddenly felt a thrilling pleasure surge through his chest.

Looking down, he saw Li Mochou's jade-like hand caressing his chest. He gazed at her face, flushed like a peach blossom, her pearly teeth biting her full lower lip as if she were enduring something. He assumed she was unwell and, not daring to stop, hurried on.

"Uncle-Master, open your eyes. Let's rest here, shall we? Are you feeling unwell?" Placing her on a large rock, Yang Guo, noticing her unusual complexion, asked anxiously.

Li Mochou slowly opened her eyes, and Yang Guo's handsome and refined face came into view. For the first time, she scrutinized this young man so closely, and her heart fluttered.

"Uncle-Master… Uncle-Master… are you alright?…" Yang Guo placed the sleeping infant on the nearby rock, anxiously checking Li Mochou for injuries. The Dharma King's martial arts were formidable; she might be seriously injured.

Li Mochou glanced around and was amazed by the unexpected beauty of the place. They were beside a clear pool of water, with a delicate waterfall at the other end. The water smelled faintly of sulfur, and wisps of steam rose from its surface. It was clearly a hot spring.

Just then, she felt a pair of large hands touching her.

"What...what are you doing?" "Uncle-Master...how are you feeling? Were you injured by the Dharma King earlier?" Seeing his anxious and focused examination of her body for injuries, Li Mochou chuckled.

"Silly boy, I'm not injured!" Yang Guo stared blankly at her smiling face. She was an exceptionally beautiful woman, but usually her face carried a fierce air that made people overlook her beauty. With such a charming smile, she looked as natural as any ordinary girl. Yang Guo could only hear the rapid pounding of his own heart.

Li Mochou raised her slender white hand and covered his eyes.

"Don't look..." she said coquettishly, feeling extremely embarrassed by the handsome young man's gaze.

Yang Guo grasped her hands, inhaling the fragrance he had just smelled emanating from her sleeves.

He kept sniffing, his breath stirring her heart.

"Uncle-Master..." She frowned slightly, hating to hear him call her Uncle-Master. She pulled his head down and sealed his mouth with hers.

Two inexperienced people, driven by their first stirrings of desire, eagerly sought to experience the irresistible world of passion. Their hot lips met, and Yang Guo couldn't help but suckle at her lips. Li Mochou also extended her fragrant tongue, tracing the corner of his mouth. He took that playful tongue into his mouth, his own tongue meeting hers, their tongues touching the most intimate parts of each other's mouths.

After a long, breathless kiss, they breathed deeply, gazing at each other with affection and smiling. Li Mochou's alluring eyes sent a surge of heat through Yang Guo's lower abdomen, and his breathing became heavy.

He kissed her captivating eyes, cheeks, and chin, sucking on her delicate white earlobe, teasing the back of her ear with his tongue, discovering how sensitive it was, as she involuntarily trembled.

As his mouth moved to her fair neck, their hands became restless.

Her hands slipped inside Yang Guo's clothes, feeling his strong muscles, discovering that even her touch could make him groan. She searched for his sensitive spots with even more pleasure, enjoying his reactions, and chuckled softly.

"You're so naughty." Not to be outdone, he loosened her sash, pulled aside the Taoist robe covering her alluring body, leaving Li Mochou only in a gray bodice. He helped her sit up, took a step back, wanting to see her completely.

Her hands braced against the ground, her bodice barely concealing her fair arms and shapely legs. A bright red mark on her arm caught his gaze, and he bent down to kiss it.

"Guo'er, this... I... I... give it to you..." To hide her shyness, she buried her face in his chest.

Only someone of iron could remain unmoved by such a beauty throwing herself into his arms. Yang Guo showered her fragrant shoulders with countless delicate kisses, his large hands caressing her exposed skin.

"Mo Chou... you're so beautiful..." "Guo'er..." She wiped the sweat from his brow, beads of sweat from passion.

At this moment, they were simply a man and woman drawn together, all worldly grudges and conflicts irrelevant to them. Yang Guo removed the only covering from her body, and seeing her perfect figure, he exclaimed in admiration. At this moment, Li Mochou was at the peak of her beauty. Her curvaceous figure, maintained through martial arts training, combined the unique purity of her virginity with the vibrant beauty of her prime, all in a harmonious and wondrous coexistence.

Yang Guo's erect penis pressed against his trousers. He pulled her close, kissing her deeply, his bare upper body pressed against hers. Yang Guo pressed her lower body against himself, wanting her to feel the excitement he felt because of her.

"Mmm... Guo'er..." Li Mochou wriggled, wanting more contact.

"Don't move... you little vixen..." Her firm breasts were driving him almost mad. She whispered softly in his ear.

"Guo'er, take me, I love..." Before she could finish, he kissed her lips.

He helped her lie down, his hands kneading her full breasts, then lowering his head to take her tender, red nipples into his mouth, loving both of her alluring beauties equally. His hands moved to her virgin territory, covering the full mounds, his fingers probing into the crevice. After the earlier teasing, her vulva was already wet.

"You little vixen, you're so wet!" he said, his fingers playfully roaming between her labia. His other hand was even more unforgiving, caressing and lovingly stroking her breasts.

"Ah...ah..." Li Mochou could only hold onto his arm, moaning incessantly. For the first time, she had experienced such passion. Yang Guo's fingers went further, pinching her nipples and the pearls within her vulva. She trembled violently, about to reach her first orgasm.

He kissed her, swallowing her cries of climax, waiting for her arched, stiff body to relax.

Yang Guo moved between her legs, her alluring vulva glistening with engorged blood. He leaned in and licked the still throbbing opening, gently sucking on the swollen clitoris that seemed to be waiting for tenderness. Li Mochou, who had just come down from the peak of her orgasm, cried out again.

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