Soaring lust

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He must have been deprived of women for far too long!

Otherwise, how could a mere fragrance and a simple garment have stirred his heart, made his blood boil, and left him unable to control himself?
Upon encountering this charming young woman he had never met before, he instantly transformed from a refined gentleman into a lecherous scoundrel. Who knew she was actually his beloved younger sister, whom he hadn't seen for four years!

Worse still, he could never forget his sister's alluring figure… He knew such feelings were taboo, so he sought out a courtesan to distract himself. But for some reason, he always saw his sister's image in the courtesan… And when his father forced him to marry a stranger, all he could do was lament how unfair fate was; even his wedding night held no interest for him…

Que Fengyin, cheeks puffed out, stormed towards the Hehuan Garden, ignoring the maids chasing after her.
Her brother Hao had been gone for so long, and no one had gone out to play with her; she was about to suffocate!

Her heartless father dumped all the work on her brother Hao, monopolizing her gentle and beautiful mother. The two of them were always holed up in their room, making her life incredibly boring.

Since her life was so unbearable, she wouldn't let her father have it easy either! She wanted to see what her parents were doing holed up in their room—"Miss, Master Que has ordered that no one is allowed to enter the Hehuan Garden without permission. Those who violate this rule will have their eyes gouged out and their limbs broken," Aying cried anxiously, pulling her petite body forward.

"Let go!" She shook off Aying's hand and rushed into the Hehuan Garden.

"No! Miss—"

Watching her mistress's figure disappear, Aying didn't even have time to finish her sentence, nor did she have the courage to follow, because Master Que's cold face was truly frightening.

It seems Miss will have to fend for herself…

As soon as Que Fengyin entered the Hehuan Garden, she was captivated by its scenery.

Lush, verdant bamboo grew densely along the wall, its tall branches forming a screen that isolated the outside world. The garden was filled with large, verdant trees, many beautiful, unnamed flowers, and various oddly shaped stone sculptures, railings, and tables and chairs. "

Father's so stingy! He won't even let his precious daughter play in such a beautiful garden."

A faint groan drifted in the wind, catching her attention. It sounded like someone was crying… She frowned and listened intently.

She followed the sound, slowly walking deeper into the garden, the groaning growing clearer… It sounded like… Mother's voice!
Why was Mother crying? Was Father abusing Mother? How dare she! She would get justice for her mother!

Using the flowers as cover, she cautiously searched for the source of the sound.

Suddenly, she was stunned by what she saw. Luckily, she quickly suppressed the scream that threatened to escape her lips, otherwise her father would have discovered her.

Good heavens! Her parents were fighting naked, and right there by an open-air hot spring… She was nearly fainting from the sight.

Her father had her mother pinned down, his hands gripping her breasts tightly, biting and nibbling.

Her mother must be in so much pain to be moaning like that… Her father was so mean, how could he bully her beautiful, gentle mother!
Wait! This doesn't seem like… a fight!

Her father's satisfied expression was like savoring a delicacy; he wasn't missing a single inch of her mother's skin, and judging from her mother's expression, she seemed to enjoy it… What was going on?

Good heavens! Her father wasn't even sparing her mother's private parts, how disgusting! So filthy… But… her mother's moans were so strange! Like she was in a state of extreme ecstasy, constantly begging her father to enter her.

Enter… enter where? She was increasingly confused by the adults' behavior. Strangely… her body suddenly felt so hot, as if… a strange emptiness needed to be filled.

Good heavens! Que Fengyin's eyes widened, her mouth agape in shock. How could her father have such an ugly and thick penis?
Father… how could he insert that thick penis into Mother's body, and keep thrusting in and out? And Mother's fair and slender legs were tightly wrapped around Father's waist, as if afraid that Father would leave her body, and she even raised her body to welcome him.

Judging from her parents' appearance, they seemed to be very comfortable and enjoying it… a fire seemed to burn in her heart.

Her hand unconsciously reached towards her private parts, and the moment she touched that hidden clitoris, a tingling pleasure, like being electrocuted, surged through her limbs, and she quickly withdrew her hand in fright.

Was she sick? Otherwise… why did she have such a strange feeling?

Just now, Mother kept begging Father to go in, and Father kept eating Mother's place, was it because… it brought that strange feeling?

If so… she seemed to understand why her parents would do such strange things.

No wonder her parents always stayed in the garden and wouldn't come out, and wouldn't allow anyone to disturb them.

Que Fengyin stared intently at her parents, lost in their passion, their heavy breathing mingling with soft, seductive moans as they shifted positions.

Her mesmerized eyes didn't miss a single expression or movement—the flushed cheeks, the pleasure, the alluring allure, the wanton desires—though she didn't quite understand what her parents were doing, she could see they were completely absorbed; otherwise, they wouldn't have continued so long, unwilling to separate.

So this was why her parents didn't like leaving the room!

Only when the sun set did she see her father carrying her limp mother into the hot spring. Even as they moved, their bodies remained inseparable. Soon after, her mother's soft moans echoed again… Only then did she quietly leave the Hehuan Garden.

"Ah—" A gasp escaped from the Zhufeng Pavilion in the dead of night.

Que Fengyin awoke from her nightmare, her long, black hair soaked with sweat, which also stained her clothes.
Her delicate, fair hands covered her burning cheeks, her empty, feverish body arching uncomfortably.

What was wrong with her? Ever since witnessing that shocking scene at the Hehuan Garden months ago, she had been restless at night, tormented by nightmares every night.

How could she have such absurd and shameless erotic dreams? How could the wanton woman in her dream be herself? What was wrong with her?

That day, she had accidentally stumbled upon her parents making love. After returning to her room, she forced the nanny to ask her what was going on, and only then did she learn that this was how things were between men and women.

Although her curiosity had been satisfied, her needs as a woman had been aroused, and her body was burning with desire every night because of the emptiness.

If she dreamed of her parents making love, she could at least deceive herself that she was just frightened, which was why she kept dreaming about that day.
But… she dreamt that she was a greedy, lustful woman seducing her brother Hao, and then their passion ignited uncontrollably, just as her father possessed her mother's body, her brother Hao possessed hers, and she, in her lust, yielded to his pleasure, begging for his domineering love and possession.

After that day, she spent every night in a burning emptiness, hating her own lewd thoughts, painfully trying to escape her beloved brother.

Brother Hao was her brother! How could she have such shameless thoughts about him?

But… her thoughts were like a wild horse, uncontrollable!

Who would save her! Save her from this hopeless abyss of burning lust… She rolled out of bed, changed out of her damp, cold clothes, and went out of her room towards the pleasure garden—now she could only ask her parents for help.

She knew that going now would surely incur her father's wrath for interrupting their intimate moment, but she was their daughter!

They had a responsibility to save their long-neglected daughter…

Chapter Two

The wind whispered in her ears, the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Held in his arms, she was the happiest woman in the world.

Those deep, dark eyes that always made her heart flutter were fixed on her, unblinking, as if she were the only one in their eyes.

Hao-ge's features were sharply defined, handsome and striking, and his sensual lips always stirred an urge in her to kiss him… He gently laid her down on a sea of unknown white flowers, his expression one of utmost reverence as he undressed her.

When she lay naked beneath him, she felt no shyness, only anticipation, a longing for them to become one.

Hao-ge's hands would caress her face, rub her delicate skin, slowly and meticulously exploring her body.
When she couldn't help but protest, his hands slid down her neck and collarbone, covering her proudly erect breasts. He always loved to pinch her pink areolas with his fingers, pulling and twisting, kneading them incessantly until she squirmed in discomfort.

He bent down, his lips and tongue taking her rosy bud into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with abandon, gently nibbling and biting, leaving her head spinning.

Releasing her already erect and blossoming flower, his burning lips and tongue moved downwards, sliding to her flat stomach, swirling around her navel, eliciting soft moans from her, before continuing down her lower abdomen. Her

long-awaited legs parted willingly, eager for his masculinity to fill the emptiness within her, unabashedly declaring her desire.

The man's scorching breath assaulted her secret forest, caressing her trembling bud, making her body weak and shiver.
He teased her clitoris with the tip of his nose, his tongue, nimble as a small snake, gently licking her sensitive nipple, bringing her intense pleasure.

He lifted her hips with both hands, opening her further into his burning gaze. Her aroused clitoris quickly swelled and turned a vibrant red. He opened his mouth and devoured it, sucking, licking, and nibbling wildly until she arched her body, completely surrendering herself.

His long fingers thrust wildly into her flower, rapidly pumping the pool of spring water within, stirring her until she was dizzy and lost all reason.

It was as if she were floating in the sky, surrounded by the blue sky, sitting on his fingertips, riding on his lips and tongue, swirling in the cosmos.

After several rounds of torment, she almost screamed, but he deliberately slowed the speed of his fingers, making her sob from the lack of comfort.

Just as she opened her mouth in frustration to protest his cruelty, he withdrew his lips and tongue, even his fingers, replacing them with his thick, hot, masculine, and wild thrusting in, filling her deeply and powerfully, instantly sweeping away all her impatience, leaving only his brave and rapid rhythm.

A sudden, intense pleasure erupted as Hao-gege's powerful, rapid thrusts sent her to heaven, floating in the misty sky. She couldn't help but scream, her wanton cries filled with the joy and ecstasy of a woman.

*Bang—bang—* The loud slapping sound jolted Que Fengyin awake from her erotic dream. "Miss! Miss…are you alright?" Hearing her mistress's screams, A-Ying rushed over, throwing on a robe to check on her, lest something happen to her mistress, she wouldn't be able to explain to Master Que.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Que Fengyin replied angrily, "I'm fine! Go back to your room and rest." "But—" She was screaming so loudly, it was hard to feel at ease.

"No buts! Go back to your room." Que Fengyin shouted impatiently. That wretched A-Ying, interrupting her erotic dream again!
"Yes!" Seeing her mistress's insistence, she had no choice but to obey and return to her room.

Anyway, her mistress always screamed every night; she was already used to it.

Brushing aside her damp hair, Que Fengyin took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her face and neck, then got out of bed and headed towards the bathhouse in the back room.

As she walked, she took off her sweat-soaked undergarment, arriving at the bathhouse completely naked. She stepped into the tub, letting the cool water soothe her burning body.

Tsk! After four years of dreaming, today she finally dreamt of being with Brother Hao!

But—this progress is too slow!

Stepping out of the tub, she casually took out a towel to dry herself, standing in front of a steel mirror taller than herself, Que Fengyin carefully examined her body.

She cupped her full, snowy breasts in her hands. Hmm! Not bad, they're becoming more elastic and substantial. She smiled contentedly; this was all thanks to her daily diligent massages.

She looked at herself sideways in the mirror. Hmm! Very good, her body was perfectly proportioned, and her curves were firm and upright.

Grabbing a handful of embroidery needles and scattering them on the ground, she diligently used her toes to pick them up one by one.

Her mother said this method could train a woman's vagina, making it tight and elastic.

After finishing with those embroidery needles, she was covered in sweat. Raising her hands and turning around, she looked at herself in the mirror again.
Hmm! Very good. She believed no woman had a more perfect figure than hers.

She was no longer the naive girl of four years ago, but a captivating woman who could make any man's heart flutter.

It was time to return to Yunlongque!

Her empty body needed Hao-gege's comfort and possession; she never wanted to live without his love again.
It was two months later when Que Haotian returned home after completing his routine inspection.

With weary steps, accompanied by the brilliant stars and the full moon, he quietly returned to Yunlongque without disturbing any servants.

Exhausted, he only wanted to soak in the hot spring to relax his tense body and then go to bed for a long sleep.

Returning to his courtyard, Haori Tower, he changed into a simple light robe and headed towards the Mirror Moon Pool on the back mountain.

When the Yunlong Palace was built, a geothermal hot spring was accidentally discovered. The spring water was then channeled into a low-lying area, creating the naturally beautiful Mirror Moon Pool.

Surrounded by rugged rocks, the pool forms a secluded barrier, its beauty obscured by mountain mists. Ancient pines add to its otherworldly charm. Mirror Moon Pool

is reserved for the master's exclusive use; no one is allowed near it except for the servants who come to clean it every morning.
Those skilled in martial arts, with their keen senses, could hear the sound of water being stirred in the darkness, along with a woman humming a tune.
Someone got there first! Que Haotian's brows furrowed in anger. How dare they! Using a hot spring reserved for the master!
Since his parents moved to the Hehuan Garden, and Feng'er lived alone in a villa in the city, Mirror Moon Pool had been used only by him. Today, someone dared to violate the rules; he'd see who was courting death!

He approached the pond silently and saw a light blue robe lying on a large rock. Underneath the robe was a black silk bodice, embroidered with a stunningly beautiful image of a naked female form in moon-white silk thread.

What an alluring bodice!

Women rarely used black silk for bodices, let alone with such a daring design. He wondered what kind of girl owned this bodice, and how she would look in it.

He… unconsciously felt a surge of curiosity and a desire to follow her.

Picking up the bodice, a delicate, elegant fragrance filled his nostrils. The black bodice encasing a snow-white, delicate body—a beautiful image flashed through his mind, igniting a sudden lust, and causing an uncomfortable swelling in his groin.

Good heavens! A delicate fragrance, a blouse, and a woman he'd never met before—yet his blood was surging, he felt a burning desire, an unquenchable torment… He used his lightness skill to leap onto a large rock, looking down at the ethereal figure in the pool.

Confucius said, "Do not look at what is improper," and he always considered himself a gentleman, refusing to commit such a despicable act as peeping at a woman bathing. But he couldn't suppress the raging lust within him; this gentleman had no choice but to become a lecherous man.

Moonlight shone on her flawless, white skin, reflecting a warm, lustrous glow. Her long, black hair was coiled atop her head, with only a few playful strands

clinging to her graceful neck. His piercing eyes were fixed on her slender figure. Unfortunately… the woman in the pool had her back to him, preventing him from seeing her face clearly… Turn around! Turn around! A thought surged within him, urging the woman to turn around and reveal her true face.

With such a beautiful back and a voice as melodious as a nightingale's song, the woman in the pool must be an unparalleled beauty!

If he could have a night with her, it would be an intoxicating, soul-stirring experience… Images of their lovemaking automatically flashed through Que Haotian's mind.
He imagined her long, white legs entwined around him, bending beneath him, moaning softly, reaching a paradise of bliss together… The lewd thoughts in his mind only fueled the lust he was trying to suppress, causing him to gasp for breath. He suppressed his painful gasps, careful not to disturb the beauty in the pool.

Unreleased desire tormented him, for the first time in his life he experienced such a fierce, burning passion.

Forced to act, he had to relieve himself. It was truly inhuman torture! He demanded compensation from the beauty in the pool.
He was a strong, normal man, his noble status and handsome, refined appearance always drawing women to him. His
busy work left him no time for women; aside from physical needs, he rarely approached them—having witnessed too many scenes of women vying for his attention, even resorting to unscrupulous means to get close to him, he had come to despise women as inferior creatures.

Those chivalrous women of the martial world and young ladies from noble families, all wanting to lure him, this fat sheep, had become shameless and promiscuous; courtesans saw him as their savior, freeing them from their servile lives, and served him with utmost devotion. But… aside from the wealth and power his status represented, how much of it was genuine?

Apart from his mother and Feng'er, no other woman could catch his eye. But now… a woman of unknown identity and appearance has stirred up an overwhelming surge of desire within him.

Watching the oblivious woman leisurely playing in the water, he secretly resented her sluggishness. If he weren't afraid of frightening her, he would have already jumped into the pool to become a pair of lovebirds, unleashing his raging lust.

No woman had ever influenced him like this before; if he could hold her in his arms and possess her in full pleasure, it would be an indescribable state of ecstasy!

As the pace of his caresses quickened, Que Haotian reached a fever pitch, his hot, white semen spraying onto the rocks. His suppressed, low growls echoed in the silent night, exceptionally clear—startling even the slender figure leisurely enjoying the hot spring.

"Who?! Who's spying on me?" She turned around, searching for the lewd rogue.

Seeing the expected figure standing silently by the hot spring, her heart pounded wildly.

Four years had passed, and she finally saw him again—the man she had longed for day and night!

In the darkness, she felt a burning gaze watching her, and a satisfied smile curled at the corners of Que Fengyin's lips.

Without turning around, she knew who was spying on her. Only their family of four was allowed to enter Mirror Moon Pool. Since her parents moved into the Joyful Union Garden, they had lived a secluded life, and besides her, only her brother Hao was permitted to enter.

That burning gaze, searing her skin, filled her with inexplicable, passionate ecstasy. She had waited four years, just for this gaze brimming with passion.

It was… the gaze of a man looking at a woman.

A possessive gaze… a gaze that filled her heart with joy… It was for this gaze that she had painfully left Yunlongque four years ago, leaving Hao's side.

Because she didn't want to be Hao's sister; she wanted to be his woman, a woman possessed and cherished by Hao, like her father and mother, so deeply in love. It was

only after a long talk with her mother that year that she understood her own feelings.

What you think about during the day, you dream about at night.

The shocking image of her parents' lovemaking awakened her awareness as a woman, making her realize that women need a man's love and possession, and that her dreams reflected the true voice of her heart.

She realized that her heart had long been attached to Hao-gege, which was why she had those shameful erotic dreams every night—the deepest longing in her heart.

She yearned to be held tightly in Hao-gege's arms, to be loved like her father loved her mother, and even hoped that one day he would build her another love nest.

Fortunately, they weren't siblings, otherwise she would have been trapped in the tragic love of incest!

But… did Hao-gege understand her feelings?

The burning gaze gradually intensified, like two torches scorching her skin, and her body trembled involuntarily with pleasure.

The mere intensity of his gaze excited her; she… longed for the day she could become Hao-gege's woman.
For the past four years, while other girls learned needlework, embroidery, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, she had been studying bedroom arts and the intricate positions depicted in erotic paintings.

All she wanted was to be the perfect woman who understood men's needs, making Hao-gege unable to leave her.

A suppressed growl held an undeniable fervor. She feigned surprise and turned around, finally seeing the figure she had longed for—

Chapter Three

. "Who are you?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

Their gazes intertwined in the night air, sparks of intense longing illuminating their hearts.

Que Fengyin stared at the same handsome and refined face as four years ago. Time had washed away the immaturity of youth, replaced by the mature composure of a city lord. His once thin frame had become tall and strong.

He was dashing and imposing, his noble aura as free and easy as a god. No wonder beauties from all over the world flocked to him. While she was scrutinizing him, Que Haotian was also carefully observing the stunning beauty before him. He found that his previously released, fiery desire had hardened again.

Was this woman a bewitching enchantress sent by heaven to seduce him? Otherwise, how could she so easily arouse his desire?

Her delicate, oval face was framed by exquisite features, her bright, watery eyes shimmering with a hazy, captivating light, her gaze alluring and alluring, utterly mesmerizing him. Her

lips, naturally red, were like ripe, juicy fruit, making him yearn to devour their sweet, intoxicating sweetness.

The starlight and moonlight reflected in the shimmering water, the mountain mists unable to conceal her alabaster-white skin, her snow-white complexion and flower-like beauty utterly captivating.
He had thought nothing in the world could move his heart, yet this woman he had just met in the pool had done so, making his heart pound wildly.

Her exquisitely beautiful face felt strangely familiar, even a little intimate… What was happening?
He was certain he had never seen her before; such a beautiful woman left a lasting impression.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you this question, young lady?” His wicked gaze fixed intently on her slender reflection in the pool.

Sensing the burning passion in his unrestrained gaze, her exquisite body quickly disappeared into the hot spring, yet she couldn't suppress the slight upturn of her lips in a smile. Her charmingly affected expression made Que Haotian's eyes unable to leave her.

"Aren't you going to turn around?! Don't you understand the principle of not looking at what is improper, young master?" Que Fengyin said displeasedly.
Seeing him staring blankly at her, she felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. She—finally caught his attention!

"Don't you find this question funny, young lady?" Que Haoyao raised an eyebrow, looking at her pretty face with her eyebrows raised in anger, unable to resist teasing this beautiful woman. "Isn't bathing in the open air a way of making it obvious that you want people to admire you?" "You…" Que Fengyin bit her lower lip in anger.

Tsk! Four years have passed, and Brother Hao has actually become a lecher.

Is Brother Hao always so frivolous towards women? Thinking this, her heart ached. She didn't want Brother Hao to have eyes for other women, nor did she want him to treat other women with such frivolousness!

What a beautiful and elegant woman, even her anger was captivating… Que Haotian admired her inwardly.
“What’s wrong with me? Does the young lady think mere appreciation isn’t enough?” He raised his handsome eyebrows, feigning sudden realization.
“Oh… so you want me to accompany you in the water, to play in the water with you, young lady.” “What nonsense are you talking about?” “I’m talking about what the young lady longs for.” He replied with a grin.

Que Fengyin’s cheeks suddenly flushed red.

Was her… was her expression that obvious? Startled, she turned her head slightly, avoiding his sharp gaze.

"If you don't leave now, young master, don't blame me for calling for help!" "Go ahead and call! Mirror Moon Pool is in a remote location; you can shout until you're hoarse and no one will come. Besides, even if someone does come, it will ruin your reputation, not mine. Then... everyone will think you're my woman." His wicked smile, like a tempting demon, made Que Fengyin's heart flutter like a deer. Suppressing her elation at his words—"my woman"—she tried her best to appear angry and disdainful.

"Is this how Yunlongque treats its guests?" Que Fengyin sneered. "Peeping at a distinguished guest bathing, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?" "A distinguished guest is someone invited. You came uninvited, young lady; you're nothing but a petty scoundrel." Her disdainful expression made him extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but retort sarcastically.

"I was personally brought back by Lord Que; am I not a distinguished guest?" Que Fengyin shouted. "Your disrespect to me is tantamount to disrespect to the Lord of Que!" "Are you a guest invited by my father?" He didn't believe it!

His father was always arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone, and had no close friends. How could he possibly invite someone as a guest?

He had to find out the woman's true identity!

"So you are the young master of Yunlong Que! May I ask you to leave now, Young Master Que?" "I don't want to leave, what can you do to me?" He was filled with lust and had nowhere to vent his anger. He was extremely uncomfortable and naturally wouldn't leave as she asked.

"You..." Que Fengyin pretended to be angry. "It's fine if Young Master Que doesn't want to leave. Then please turn around and throw my clothes over here." Que Haotian picked up her clothes with gentlemanly manners and handed them to her. He pulled them back when she reached out to grab them.

"You—" "If you want clothes, come and get them yourself." His eyes and brows were full of gloating and mocking laughter. He was waiting for the beautiful women to emerge from their baths and surround him.

She glared at him indignantly, only to see him sitting nonchalantly on a large rock, waiting for Chi Zhonggui to beg him.
His teasing eyes met hers, a pair of bright, resentful eyes locked in a stalemate, staring at each other.
Since he couldn't possess her completely, taking advantage of her verbally was a good way to compensate for the pain of his earlier burning desire.

"Don't want it anymore? What a waste of such a beautiful bodice..." He picked up the black silk bodice, bringing it to his nose and inhaling its cool, delicate fragrance.

"Mmm, so fragrant! If I could fall asleep smelling this every night, I'd have endless erotic dreams." "Shameless!" Que Fengyin cursed, her beautiful eyes secretly harboring a yearning for love.

She enjoyed bickering and teasing with Hao-gege, feeling like they were a pair of lovers playfully flirting… “This isn’t shamelessness, it’s called a wasted youth if you’re not a little flirtatious.” Seeing an unusual blush on her fair cheeks, he kindly reminded her,

“Soaking in hot springs is good for your health, but soaking for too long can have the opposite effect.” “Cat crying for mercy!” she retorted rudely.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness struck her head, which was already somewhat fuzzy from soaking in the hot spring. She quickly grabbed the rocks behind her, almost fainting in the spring.

“Ha!” Seeing her disheveled appearance, he sneered, “You’ve learned your lesson, haven’t you! You wouldn’t… expect me to jump in and play the hero, would you?” “You… dream on!” “Heh! I certainly have a dream.” His wicked eyes revealed a hint of lewdness.

He couldn’t devour her, but he could at least taste her little mouth.

"You won't get away with this!" Seeing through his lewd plans, she defiantly declared, secretly hoping he would actually do the same to her.

Another wave of dizziness washed over her; she knew she couldn't stay in the hot spring any longer.

If it weren't for Hao-gege's love of hot springs, why would she spend every night there just to see him?

Unexpectedly, this had become his weakness to exploit.

Looking at her bright, determined eyes, a satisfied smile curved his thin lips.

It seemed that tonight he would not only see a beautiful woman emerging from her bath, but perhaps also have the chance to kiss her.

"I'll say it again, give me my clothes." She made a last-ditch effort.

"Want them? Come and get them yourself." He hadn't even seen the full spectacle yet; how could he possibly return her clothes?
"Despicable! Is it proper for a gentleman to bully a weak woman?" "I've never considered myself a gentleman." But I'm not a lecher either! He was surprised by the magnitude of his own change.

In the past, he would avoid any woman's seduction at all costs, but tonight, he was actually actively pursuing her?!
He wondered why he had suddenly changed his ways, but there was no denying it—this woman had a strange attraction for him.
Que Fengyin glared at him, unwilling to back down!

Finally—Brother Hao won. Anyway, she had long considered Brother Hao her man, so she would give him an unforgettable experience!

Que Fengyin suddenly stood up from the pool and slowly walked towards the shore. Que Haotian stared blankly at the vivid and alluring scene before him.
Watching the water droplets drip from her body, jealousy surged in his heart. He was jealous that the water droplets could be so close to her body; he wished he could take her place.

As she gradually approached the shore, her alluring body was exposed inch by inch before him. He scanned her graceful figure from head to toe, his heavy breathing filling the night air.

Que Fengyin let his fiery gaze burn her body and soul without any shame, proud and noble like a queen.
Gazing at the alluring female body before him, Que Haotian's self-control almost vanished, his urge to pounce and possess her almost unbearable.
Damn it! This woman's attributes were far too perfect, causing his manhood unbearable pain.

Her delicate and beautiful face, paired with her flawless and alluring body, made her irresistible to any man in the world. Her
fair and rounded breasts were adorned with crimson stamens, her flat stomach, and her long, shapely legs were captivating.
No woman had ever aroused his desire before, but the woman before him had completely shattered his self-control, making him want to transform into a lustful beast and devour her.

He wanted this woman! No matter her identity, he wanted her, even if his father objected, he would never let her go!
While Que Haotian was stunned by the alluring scene before him, Que Fengyin had already quickly grabbed her clothes, put them on, and prepared to leave. His

graceful figure blocked her path.

"Get out of the way!" She glared at the lecherous man blocking her path, her eyebrows furrowing in displeasure.

"No." Her angry face became even more alluring, dazzling his eyes, yet only strengthening his resolve to have her.
"How could I possibly give up the chance to kiss her?" he chuckled.

"What do you want?" Seeing him approach step by step, Que Fengyin involuntarily retreated, pressing herself against a large rock behind her.
"Don't come any closer!" Trapped in Que Haotian's arms, she screamed in terror, her hands desperately pressing against his chest.
His hot breath brushed against her delicate skin, causing her to tremble slightly. "Let me go..." she struggled to break free.

"No. I will never let go." He tightened his arms, pulling her into his embrace.

"Ugh—" The angry curse that escaped her lips was silenced by his burning tongue.

His domineering tongue chased after her tender tongue, sucking and intertwining deeply and wildly, as if even her soul was being drawn away.
He kissed away her anger and resistance, melting her into his arms, involuntarily responding to his wild demands.

His words, like a vow, were as sweet as honey, seeping into her heart; she only wanted to be intoxicated in his embrace. His
large, strong hands slipped inside her clothes, grasping her full, round breasts. He roughly kneaded her soft, jade-like breasts, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

The woman he was holding for the first time easily ignited his burning desire… “Ah—” The pain in her chest made her cry out, and she angrily pushed him away.

“You… how can you bully someone like that?!” Her bright eyes shimmered with tears, making her look pitiful.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t move Que Haotian’s cold heart.

“Bully?! You’re too kind, miss.” He raised an eyebrow and smiled wickedly, mocking, “Wasn’t it you who responded to my kiss just now?” “I… I was just… startled, that’s why I didn’t refuse you.” She pouted, trying to be playful.

Little did she know that this scene only strengthened Que Haotian’s determination to tame her.

“I won’t give you a chance to refuse!” He kissed her lips again, tracing their contours and exploring the sweetness in her mouth.

With a soft moan, Que Fengyin wrapped her arms around his neck, her alluring body pressing against his strong frame, unconsciously swaying. Que Haoyao groaned, his raging lust driving him to the brink of madness.

His burning kisses followed the curve of her neck, leaving trails of hickeys on her fair skin. He ripped open her clothes, his hands seizing her full breasts, kneading and caressing them mercilessly, which only fueled Que Fengyin's desire.

"Ah—" Que Fengyin's soft cry rang out clearly in the darkness.

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