[Fantasy] Midsummer Evening: The Hunt for Beauty by the Sailboat (Complete) - 10-12

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Chapter 21 Plane Crash

Just as Qiao Jinfan was looking for an opportunity to be alone with Su Jinxuan, a sudden tremor came from the cabin. He frowned, but didn't think much of it. It's normal for airplanes to sway and vibrate during flight; even a little turbulence can affect the flight. It wasn't a big deal; some planes even shook from start to finish. So, after the shaking stopped, Qiao Jinfan continued with his business. However, another violent jolt followed immediately.

Except during takeoff and landing, airplanes usually only experience up-and-down turbulence during flight, but this time it was swaying back and forth. Qiao Jinfan's body jolted, almost throwing him out of his seat. This time, not only did his expression change, but the passengers on the plane also became agitated. Many people hurriedly asked the flight attendants what was happening. The plane's announcements kept repeating that the plane was experiencing turbulence and that everyone should not worry. But looking at the anxious figures of the flight attendants rushing around, Qiao Jinfan felt that things might not be so simple.

Could it be a bird that flew into the engine? Or maybe it's some old, worn-out part that malfunctioned? It's no wonder Qiao Jinfan thought this way; how many plane crashes have there been in the past two years? Everyone says airplanes are the safest mode of transportation in the world, but if something really happens, an airplane is definitely the most dangerous. There's nowhere to run. The turbulence continued, wave after wave, more violent than the last. Passengers frantically gripped the handrails, their expressions tense. An eerie, oppressive silence fell over the cabin.

One second… five seconds… ten seconds…

“Boom!” A loud bang came from the right wing. Almost in the blink of an eye, the wing engine burst into flames. “Damn it!” Seeing this, Qiao Jinfan's heart sank. The engine was on fire; the plane was beginning to fall.

Screams and cries filled the air. Several flight attendants' faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly shouted something to the passengers, seemingly telling them to fasten their seatbelts. Suddenly, the oxygen masks dropped from above. Usually, during the pre-takeoff interval, closed-circuit television broadcasts safety instructions and escape procedures. Even if you haven't watched it, haven't you seen it in movies? Everyone gasped. Qiao Jinfan's first thought wasn't to reach for the oxygen mask, but rather two words—"It's over." The oxygen masks had dropped; this thing was practically synonymous with "all perishing."

The plane began its descent. Qiao Jinfan grabbed an oxygen mask and put it on, then pulled out a life jacket from under his seat and put it on as well. Chaos erupted in the cabin, with urgent instructions constantly coming over the intercom to put on life jackets and oxygen masks. Qiao Jinfan vaguely heard a sentence in English: "Engine malfunction. An emergency landing seems to be imminent." However, judging from the plane's trajectory, the pilot seemed to have lost control of the aircraft, which was plummeting at almost a 45-degree angle. Could they possibly land successfully under these circumstances? Below them was the ocean!

Two thousand... sixteen hundred meters... threeteen hundred meters...

The plane's altitude was getting lower and lower. Looking out the window, the outline of a small island seemed to appear below. It was called an island, but there wasn't a single tree on it, and it was hard to make out. It was probably just a large reef. The plane circled as it descended, seemingly preparing to make an emergency landing on the island, or perhaps on the sea around the reef. However, the chances of a successful emergency landing in this situation were almost zero. Not only did the passengers around them have little hope, but Qiao Jinfan did too. In this critical moment, some people had already unbuckled their seatbelts and left their seats, running straight to the emergency exit. Jumping now might not be an option, but waiting until the plane was about to land would increase their chances of survival. Many people thought so.

Five or six people started banging on the door, trying to escape. One flight attendant was nowhere to be seen, and another quickly stopped them, muttering warnings not to open the door. In this situation, waiting for an emergency landing was the safest option. Jumping out of the emergency exit would be fatal due to the airflow, and since there was no fire inside the cabin, the door should not be opened unless absolutely necessary. Besides, opening the door would severely impact the cabin's occupants due to the significant pressure difference.

The plane's intercom repeatedly urged everyone to remain calm, but how many people could stay calm when faced with imminent death? This wasn't just empty talk.

"The plane is about to make an emergency landing. Everything will be alright, please don't worry!" a flight attendant told the anxious passengers.

A passenger yelled at the flight attendant, "Don't worry what? The engine is on fire! Open the door now, or we're all done for!"

"The door won't open! What's going on?" a young man suddenly shouted.

"Where's the emergency exit over there?" another passenger asked urgently.

"That won't open either!" A foreigner and five young men struggled and twisted at the emergency exit for a long time, but couldn't open it. It seemed there was something wrong with the emergency exit, and everyone panicked even more. They

couldn't even jump out of the plane? Even if they jumped, the chances of survival were almost nonexistent? What could they do? Just sit here and wait for the plane to crash?

"Boom!" The plane shook again, and the flight attendant was thrown off balance. Many people standing also fell down. The flight attendant shouted, "Please return to your seats, fasten your seatbelts, don't panic, everyone return to your seats."

Seeing this, Qiao Jinfan smiled bitterly. He couldn't believe that he had only been reborn for a short time, and now he was about to die again. At this moment, two women gathered around Qiao Jinfan, who was not far from the emergency exit. One was Fujiwara Shizuka, and the other was Su Jinxuan, the chief flight attendant of this flight.

Qiao Jinfan gripped the two women's hands tightly, meaning he would never let go, even if it meant death. The two women were completely moved. If Su Jinxuan's previous submission was due to Qiao Jinfan's tyranny and the power of the Qiao Group, now her heart was entirely with him. True friendship is revealed in times of trouble.

Just then, the plane shook again. Qiao Jinfan glanced down and saw they had passed the reef. Without hesitation, he grabbed Fujiwara Shizuka with one hand and Su Jinxuan with the other, and forcefully broke open the lifeboat. After they escaped, the plane began to lose control, and fire started spreading upwards from the rear cabin.

When they jumped out of the lifeboat, they discovered a typhoon was approaching. They had no choice but to enter the sea first. Once in the water, the two women became visibly tense, clinging tightly to Qiao Jinfan's arms and legs.

After diving only fifty meters, Qiao Jinfan stopped. The deeper they went, the greater the pressure became, and any further and their ears would be shattered by the shockwave.

Worried they would run out of strength and separate from him, Qiao Jinfan had to change tactics. He wrapped one arm around Su Jinxuan's slender waist and the other around Fujiwara Shizuka's shapely buttocks. With both hands exhausted, Qiao Jinfan had to rely on his legs to move.

This was the most critical moment; the farther they escaped and the deeper they dived, the less dangerous it would be. Qiao Jinfan concentrated his inner energy in his legs, which immediately took effect. His legs moved like phantoms, rapidly striking the seawater, propelling them forward like a propeller.

In their intense tension, the two women could clearly sense that this wasn't swimming; it was practically flying in the sea! Even more exaggeratedly, Su Jinxuan could see fish swimming desperately above them, constantly being overtaken by them.

Was this even human? The beautiful woman, Su Jinxuan, thought with a mixture of shock and delight.

Fujiwara Shizuka, on the other hand, was quite obedient. As soon as she entered the water, she rested her head against Qiao Jinfan's face, carefully monitoring his breathing. The moment he showed signs of gasping for air, she would immediately put an oxygen mask over his nose. She could feel their rapid movement, but Fujiwara Shizuka wasn't overly excited; being with Qiao Jinfan was enough.

The typhoon arrived earlier than Qiao Jinfan had anticipated. After swimming for less than two minutes, the sea began to swirl violently, a huge whirlpool directly absorbing everything visible in the water, including fish and reefs, almost all of which were swept towards it.

Anyone who has studied typhoons knows that although a typhoon appears on the surface of the sea, there is usually an even larger and more ferocious typhoon beneath it, moving simultaneously from above and below, sweeping away everything in sight.

The typhoon was even stronger than Qiao Jinfan had imagined, especially in the underwater section. Even though he had swum over a hundred meters, he could still feel an almost irresistible suction force. The seawater was being whipped into increasingly larger whirlpools by the whirlwind, constantly expanding in volume.

At this point, Qiao Jinfan and Su Jinxuan beneath him were in a slightly better position, but Fujiwara Shizuka behind him was already breathing heavily. If he hadn't been holding Fujiwara Shizuka tightly with one hand, and if she hadn't possessed such strong willpower, she probably would have been forcibly sucked into the typhoon long ago.

With no other option, while desperately trying to escape, Qiao Jinfan had to divert some of his inner energy, channeling it into the two women's bodies through his grip. The gentle, warm energy instantly spread throughout the two beauties' bodies, easing the discomfort caused by the seawater pressure. Coupled with the continuous supply of oxygen, the two beauties' anxiety and fear lessened considerably.

They certainly understood where this warm aura came from: Su Jinxuan's slender waist, Fujiwara Shizuka's shapely buttocks. The power emanating from that large hand was so strong, almost magical, that warmth emanated from it, flowing and warming their entire bodies.

The two beauties were much more comfortable, but Qiao Jinfan was much more distressed. His originally abundant true energy, having been divided in half with them, inevitably required him to slow down to maintain balance. However, the ever-increasing suction and vortex constantly reminded him that if he didn't desperately try to escape, even with his superior skill, he would be swept into the raging typhoon. In this perilous situation, Qiao Jinfan could only use a secret technique to fully unleash his potential, or rather, to preemptively deplete his energy to maintain speed while continuously accelerating.

Under the combined effects of the typhoon and the whirlpool, Qiao Jinfan, who could previously swim fifty or sixty meters per minute, could now only manage twenty or thirty meters per minute. It wasn't that he wasn't trying hard enough; it was simply that the presence of two women in front of and behind him increased the gravitational force by almost one and a half times. Moreover

, Qiao Jinfan was simultaneously channeling his inner energy into them and fighting against the whirlpool's suction, so how could he possibly go fast? The two women, enveloped in warmth, couldn't sense their speed or the danger, but Fujiwara Shizuka remembered that they had been in the water for several minutes, and Qiao Jinfan hadn't breathed. Fujiwara Shizuka laboriously removed her oxygen mask and shoved it over Qiao Jinfan's nose. Caught

off guard, Qiao Jinfan was stunned for a moment. He hadn't even had a chance to breathe in the oxygen he had been holding his breath when Fujiwara Shizuka beside him was struck by the sudden increase in pressure. Bubbles began to uncontrollably appear on her small mouth and delicate nose, and her body was trembling.

Moved, and not wanting Fujiwara Shizuka's kindness to go to waste, Qiao Jinfan took a deep breath, letting a large amount of oxygen enter his lungs. He then swiftly withdrew his arm from Su Jinxuan's and quickly put the oxygen mask back on Fujiwara Shizuka's face.

Qiao Jinfan's movements were so rapid that Su Jinxuan had barely felt her waist loosen when his large hand was back around her, his warm breath filling her body once more. With the oxygen mask back on, Fujiwara Shizuka could finally breathe deeply, and her earlier shortness of breath was quickly relieved.

Qiao Jinfan also benefited greatly. The oxygen entering his lungs greatly nourished his body, which had been sustained by internal energy for a long time, giving his exhausted true qi a chance to catch its breath. In such a critical moment, any support was invaluable.

But… how long would this typhoon take to pass? Logically, it should only take five or six minutes to pass through this area, but why did he feel the whirlpool's pull continuing to intensify? Even if he kept increasing the distance between himself and the typhoon, would it still be the same?

Of course, now was not a good time to think. The only thing Qiao Jinfan could do was try his best to swim out of this dangerous area and completely escape the terror of the typhoon. However, it was clear that he wasn't so lucky this time. Qiao Jinfan originally thought he was moving further and further away from the eye of the typhoon, but what he didn't know was that the typhoon wasn't moving straight ahead as he imagined. Instead, somehow, it was following right behind him, moving to the side along with him.

After swimming desperately for another two minutes, Qiao Jinfan's legs were incredibly sore and weak. It wasn't because he was tired from swimming, but purely because the suction force of the whirlpool behind him was constantly pulling on his legs, making it require even more effort to kick the seawater each time.

Su Jinxuan was incredibly nervous. She was horrified to discover that countless fish, regardless of size, that had been swimming forward with them were now strangely moving backward. Even many fish in front of them were quickly retreating past them. Su Jinxuan immediately understood the magnitude of the difficulties they faced. But upon closer inspection, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she felt no pressure at all. Even the attraction she had felt earlier had vanished under the influence of the warm aura.

All of this… must be thanks to him!

The beautiful woman subconsciously looked at Qiao Jinfan. She had to admit that being held in his arms in the dim, dark seabed, feeling his warmth, was a truly blissful experience. At this moment, Su Jinxuan had completely fallen in love with Qiao Jinfan. In the face of life and death, she had abandoned all ethical constraints, wholeheartedly savoring this happiness.

Remembering Fujiwara Shizuka's actions, Su Jinxuan also reached out and placed her oxygen mask over Qiao Jinfan's nose. This time, Qiao Jinfan was much more adept. After a slight pause, he quickly took a breath of oxygen and then swiftly covered Su Jinxuan's face with the mask. He suffered much less than Fujiwara Shizuka had.

The oxygen entered his lungs and brain, instantly clearing his mind. After at least ten minutes of frantic swimming and running, they still couldn't escape the super typhoon's onslaught. Qiao Jinfan gradually realized that the typhoon was moving in the same direction as them, and was even chasing after them. Otherwise, how could one swim five or six hundred meters and still not escape a whirlpool and cyclone?

Just as he was pondering how to change direction, a tremendous force suddenly pulled him from behind. Qiao Jinfan was the first to be hit. He had already given most of his protective inner energy to the two beauties, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the diving goggles of the woman beneath him.

Su Jinxuan's beautiful eyes widened in horror. Although the impact of the seawater quickly washed away the blood, the red stain on the diving goggles was still visible even in the darkness of the seabed. Could it be that he couldn't hold on any longer? Before this terrifying thought could even finish, she saw Qiao Jinfan pull Fujiwara Shizuka from his back and turn her to his lap.

With all his might, he moved Fujiwara Shizuka from his back to his front, and the two women were now facing each other, each with one arm around the other. They were both intelligent women and knew that Qiao Jinfan must have a reason for doing this, so they quickly stretched out their arms and hugged each other.

Qiao Jinfan was overjoyed by their obedience. He quickly wrapped his arms around them, unfastening the straps of their oxygen tanks and pulling the two women, who were facing away from him, tightly into his embrace. Frankly, this position wasn't suitable for their escape; rather… it was like they were clinging to each other like a rock, defending themselves.

Yes! That was Qiao Jinfan's plan. He realized that the typhoon was hurtling after them, and changing direction again would be difficult. The sudden increase in pressure, which caused Qiao Jinfan to cough up blood, also served as a wake-up call.

At this point, Qiao Jinfan was nearing the end of his strength. If he forced a change of direction, he would likely lose all his power and be swept into the whirlpool before escaping its diameter, resulting in the deaths of all three of them. Therefore, it was better to take advantage of the remaining third of his true energy and deliberately move forward, letting the typhoon sweep them in. The worst outcome would be to be completely destroyed within the whirlpool, while the best outcome would be to be swept to the surface and eventually land in the nearby sea.

Being in the sea would eliminate any fear of falling from a great height and allow them to escape the typhoon's attack, offering a sliver of hope. The chances of success were slim, but not insignificant either.

The force of a typhoon originates from the seabed and travels to the surface. The power of a typhoon lies in its rotational nature, which lifts objects high into the air before slamming them back down, rather than allowing them to swirl at the bottom – this defies the laws of rotation.

Faced with mortal danger, Qiao Jinfan is always extremely cautious, but in the most perilous moment, he is willing to gamble with his life…

Just seconds after Qiao Jinfan had tightly embraced the two women, having deliberately withdrawn his inner energy to protect them, the vortex's pull relentlessly drew them into the massive black vortex storm.

Qiao Jinfan discarded the women's oxygen tanks. With oxygen masks and goggles protecting them from the seawater and pressure, and now, with their bodies intertwined, his inner energy provided them with energy, preventing their organs from malfunctioning due to lack of oxygen.

"Boom... Crack..." The three entered the eye of the storm, various explosions echoing in their ears. The whirlwind was like a knife cutting through them; even with their inner energy protecting them, they could feel their clothes being torn to shreds in an instant.

Faced with such overwhelming power, Qiao Jinfan could only try his best to strengthen his inner energy again and again, no longer caring about whether it would weaken or cause him to lose his martial arts skills. Right now, he had to use all his strength, otherwise, what would be the future? ...

"Bang!"

Finally, Qiao Jinfan, who was almost suffocating, felt the pressure suddenly ease. A forceful thrust pushed them out of the typhoon. Flying a hundred meters in the air, Qiao Jinfan took about half a minute to recover from the dizziness. As the wind and rain lashed his face, hot, salty air kept entering his nostrils, but at this moment, Qiao Jinfan felt that this was the best smell in the world. The feeling of being able to breathe freely was wonderful!

A large amount of air entered his lungs, nourishing his nearly depleted internal energy. This allowed Qiao Jinfan to immediately see into the distance. He was currently at a high vantage point, and with his internal energy exhausted, he could barely see the sea in the twilight. The once sizable islands seemed to have vanished into the thick curtain of rain; were it not for the occasional flashes of lightning, they would have been completely obscured by darkness.

The three of them continued to fall. Qiao Jinfan looked around for a while before vaguely spotting a small black dot in the distance to the southeast.

"Splash..."

The immense impact sent them plunging dozens of meters into the sea. After absorbing the force of the fall, they slowly surfaced.

"Cough cough..."

The first reaction of the two beauties and Qiao Jinfan after surfacing was, besides gasping for breath, to cough loudly. For those of them who hadn't practiced martial arts, fresh air was naturally much better than internal energy.

"Hahaha... Waaah..."

The two women were now separated, and with Qiao Jinfan supporting them, one in each arm, they only needed to gently kick their legs to keep from sinking.

The first reaction of these beautiful women who had survived was to cry and laugh like this. Their voices were hoarse; this was the only way they could release the panic and tension they had just experienced. All three of them had been stripped of their clothes by the typhoon, so they were now naked, but soaking in the warm seawater, they didn't feel cold.

Under the moonlight, the two pairs of snow-white breasts protruding from the sea, though only half visible, still made Qiao Jinfan feel the beauty of life.

"Alright, stop crying."

Qiao Jinfan tightened his arms around the two women. Now that their clothes were gone, their skin was even smoother and warmer to the touch. He said, "The most important thing for them now is to swim to land or an island. Don't waste their energy until they are completely out of danger."

"Mmm..." Fujiwara Shizuka leaned against Qiao Jinfan's chest. In his arms, she never felt fear.

Qiao Jinfan said gently, "Before we landed, I saw what looked like a small island to the southeast. Anyway, let them get there first."

"Okay." After their ordeal, the two women were completely obedient to Qiao Jinfan, even Su Jinxuan, who had been seduced by him.

"But I don't have much strength left now. The three of them will have to work together and swim slowly. You guys have to try your best!" Qiao Jinfan encouraged them with a smile.

"Ah? Jinfan, you… what's wrong?"

Fujiwara Shizuka was terrified, her face pale, looking at Qiao Jinfan with a tense expression. Su Jinxuan also remembered the blood Qiao Jinfan had coughed up, and how she had barely felt any pain during the typhoon. It was undoubtedly due to the protection of the man beside her… Looking at Qiao Jinfan's still smiling face, she sighed. He had risked so much to keep them both safe, yet he hadn't boasted about it at all.

"It's nothing, just a little tired, but I can still swim normally." Qiao Jinfan looked at them and said, "I'm worried about you two. There's at least a thousand meters to go. Are you sure you can manage?"

"Of course, no problem," Su Jinxuan said.

"Jinfan... you're so tired, let's get started quickly... the sooner we get to land, the more you can rest." Fujiwara Shizuka wasn't interested in the topic and urged them on.

Qiao Jinfan nodded, let go of them, and said, "I'll go first. You have to keep up. Call me immediately if anything happens, okay?"

"Okay!"

With the two women's agreement, Qiao Jinfan stretched his limbs and slowly began to swim using standard technique. The two mermaids followed behind, about two or three meters away, enough to keep each other informed.

In truth, if Qiao Jinfan had any strength left, he would have carried the two women on his back, as he had done initially, and made his way to land at top speed. But the moment he surfaced from the seabed, he realized that his already depleted internal energy was completely gone. His dantian was empty, leaving him as weak as an ordinary person… no, even weaker than an ordinary person. He could even feel his internal organs had been damaged, and his head was constantly spinning and throbbing – clearly a result of overexerting his internal energy earlier.

Maintaining a calm expression was a great effort for Qiao Jinfan, solely to avoid worrying the women. He knew the danger wasn't over yet, and if they discovered his serious injuries and panicked, causing him to make all his efforts futile, he would be devastated.

Having witnessed the two mermaids swim faster than fish, it seemed Qiao Jinfan was swimming slowly to accommodate their pace. They hadn't realized he was already exhausted. Fortunately, the small black dot he saw before his energy dissipated wasn't an illusion. After swimming for half an hour, the dot grew to the size of a fist and appeared before them.

As the typhoon moved away, the power of the wind, rain, and lightning also shifted, leaving only residual force that posed little threat to their movements. On the contrary, the occasional flashes of lightning helped them see the distant island clearly.

As the saying goes, hope fuels motivation. After a series of anxieties and another half hour of swimming, the two women were exhausted, but seeing the island before them instantly boosted their spirits and emotions, and they strove to move towards their goal with Qiao Jinfan.

Chapter 22 Survival on a Deserted Island

Another half hour passed before they finally reached the rocks on the island's shore. The wind, rain, and thunder gradually subsided, which was fortunate, otherwise, the worsening weather would have made movement difficult.

Swimming closer, they realized the island was unexpectedly large, filled with towering trees and mountains. Just its outline alone suggested it was over five or six square kilometers, perhaps even more.

However, this small island also had some strange aspects. There were absolutely no lights on the island, not even the most basic nighttime indicator towers. Furthermore, the island's environment was completely devoid of beaches or breakwaters; jagged, chaotic rocks stretched for seven or eight meters, topped by towering, dense trees. It

looked exactly like an undiscovered island, but that couldn't be possible. Near Macau, even fifty or a hundred nautical miles away, let alone twenty or thirty, were already well-developed areas!

Leaning against the massive reef, Qiao Jinfan confided his concerns to the two beauties. The two shy and reserved women, being naked, were too embarrassed to face Qiao Jinfan and hid behind the reef, listening to his questions.

"The only explanation now is that we don't know where we've been swept away to; perhaps we're no longer within Chinese waters," Su Jinxuan said after a moment's thought.

What she said was quite possible. No one could predict the rotational force of a typhoon, and they didn't know the direction or distance they were swimming at the time; they might have already drifted out of Chinese waters.

"Speaking of which, we were just unlucky,"

Fujiwara Shizuka muttered, already catching her breath. "It's not like we're in the Pacific Ocean, just in the usually calm and sunny inland waters of China. How could we encounter such a big typhoon? Shouldn't typhoons only form in the open ocean?"

"Sigh, in recent years, technological advancements and the widespread use of modern instruments have made our living environment increasingly worse. It's not surprising that large typhoons occur in inland waters," Su Jinxuan said, frowning.

Fujiwara Shizuka opened her mouth and uttered a philosophical statement: "Perhaps this is what happens when you enjoy something more, but you pay a higher price."

Seeing that the two women seemed inclined to continue their conversation, Qiao Jinfan, whose head was already spinning and he felt like collapsing for a nap, had no choice but to intervene, saying, "Why don't you climb the cliff first? Finding a cave there would be better than being exposed to the wind and rain here." "

No...no..." Unexpectedly, this suggestion was met with firm opposition from both women. Puzzled, Qiao Jinfan suppressed his agitation and asked them, "Why?"

"Because...oh...Jinfan, you're so annoying..." Fujiwara Shizuka, embarrassed, ended up pleading.

"Jinfan...we...how can we climb a cliff in our current state?" Su Jinxuan, more composed, shyly voiced their concerns, causing Qiao Jinfan to chuckle.

Qiao Jinfan had completely forgotten that he was facing two shy beauties. Su Jinxuan was one of them, and even Fujiwara Shizuka wouldn't dare to be naked in front of him like this. But where was he going to find clothes for them on this deserted island?

After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Jinfan said, "How about this, I'll carry you up one by one, and you can just cover my eyes with your hands."

"But..."

Su Jinxuan's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to refuse, but remembering that she and he had already been intimate on the plane, she couldn't find a reason to object.

"There are no 'buts'."

Still dizzy, Qiao Jinfan decided to scare them a little. "We just went through the torment of a typhoon, and who knows, there might be water snakes, crabs, shrimp, or something like that, just like them, crawling onto the rocks and shore for shelter. If they see two delicate beauties like you, they might bite you in one bite. Don't be afraid then!"

"Ah..."

Almost every woman, whether young or old, is afraid of these little creatures. The two women, who had been soaking in the water, instantly stood up. If they weren't afraid of Qiao Jinfan seeing them, they would have jumped onto the rocks.

"Okay, you carry us up..."

Fujiwara Shizuka, though frightened, made her decision. After this life-or-death experience, she was determined to marry him. What did it matter if she was seen a little earlier?

Hearing Fujiwara Shizuka's words, Su Jinxuan opened her red lips but didn't object. She and he had already been intimate, and besides, she was also afraid of these things, so she nodded in agreement.

Qiao Jinfan nodded and smiled, then turned and walked a few steps to the two women's side. In the darkness, the two women instinctively cried out in surprise, then turned away. His vision was already somewhat blurry. He casually pulled one of them over and let her lean against his back. Judging from the voice, it should be Fujiwara Shizuka, who was always obedient to him.

Although his true energy was temporarily exhausted, Qiao Jinfan's strong physique still played a significant role in the crisis. He climbed barefoot on the rocks, and although the slightly sharp edges of the cliff cliffs didn't pierce his feet, the slight pain kept him somewhat conscious.

After climbing up the cliff, he saw that the dense trees below actually had considerable gaps. Qiao Jinfan placed Fujiwara Shizuka on the edge of the cliff, kissed her, and said, "Shizuka, my darling, stay here for a while. I'll go get Jinxuan."

"Jinfan... hurry up... I'm scared to be alone..." Fujiwara Shizuka said reluctantly. Qiao Jinfan nodded and smiled, patted her head, and then descended the cliff again.

Having learned from his first experience, Qiao Jinfan quickly carried Su Jinxuan up the cliff again. They hadn't gone far up the cliff, and he had just put the beautiful woman down when Fujiwara Shizuka pounced on him. The slight bump caused Qiao Jinfan's vision to go black, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Jinfan..." The two women's horrified cries reached his ears, and then Qiao Jinfan fell unconscious.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but in the darkness, Qiao Jinfan finally found a place with light. He regained consciousness as he stepped out, his soft groans quickly receiving a response. Fujiwara Shizuka, who had been holding Qiao Jinfan's hand, cried out in joy, repeatedly calling his name.

Qiao Jinfan silently circulated his internal energy, but there was still no response from his body. He began to wonder if his internal energy had dissipated.

"Help me up." After pondering for a while, until he felt tired again, Qiao Jinfan finally let Fujiwara Shizuka help him up and lean against a rock.

Qiao Jinfan opened his eyes and saw that he and Fujiwara Shizuka were in a small cave, about five or six meters deep, two meters wide, and a meter high. The soil on the ground had hardened, as if it had been inhabited by some large wild animal.

The cave was damp and stuffy, making it difficult to breathe. Qiao Jinfan slowly calmed his breathing and remembered that Su Jinxuan was nowhere to be seen. He quickly asked Fujiwara Shizuka.

"Sister Jinxuan saw that you were awake and went to fetch water," Fujiwara Shizuka said, sobbing. "Jinfan... I was so scared..."

"What are you scared of? We escaped through such a difficult time. We're safe now. What are you still worried about?" Qiao Jinfan reached out to stroke Fujiwara Shizuka's head, but he didn't even have the strength.

Fujiwara Shizuka noticed this, her face turning even paler. She gently leaned against Qiao Jinfan, "Jinfan, it's all our fault... If it weren't for us, with your excellent skills, you would definitely have escaped safely."

"Silly girl, they're all in the same boat, they're family. I won't abandon you." Qiao Jinfan smiled. "Why don't you go out and see why Jinxuan hasn't returned yet?"

"Oh, no need..."

A soft voice came from the side, it was Su Jinxuan speaking. As Qiao Jinfan's true energy dissipated, his hearing had also deteriorated considerably; he hadn't even heard her approaching.

Su Jinxuan squatted down in front of Qiao Jinfan, her delicate hands cupping his lips. "Drink..." Her body was still naked, her snow-white skin revealing perfectly shaped, high breasts and two cherry-red nipples, all of which were visible to Qiao Jinfan.

Su Jinxuan's hands couldn't hold much water, and soon, accompanied by the faint fragrance emanating from her hands, Qiao Jinfan had finished all the water, still feeling a little unsatisfied. Su Jinxuan and Fujiwara Shizuka were watching Qiao Jinfan's expression; seeing that he had finished the water, they breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Fujiwara Shizuka quietly asked Su Jinxuan, "Jinxuan-jie, what do we do tonight? On this remote island, are there any wild animals? This cave has no door; what if they get in? Jinfan is injured now, he can't escape..."

Su Jinxuan was clearly worried about this too. She frowned, "We don't have any tools. We can't cut down trees for shelter, let alone make a fire to keep warm... How about we move some stones to block the cave entrance and get through the night?"

"Great idea!" Fujiwara Shizuka clapped her hands happily, "Let's go, let's search the area."

"Wait a minute!" Before the two women got up, Qiao Jinfan, who had been listening to their conversation, quickly called out to them.

“Jinfan…”

Fujiwara Shizuka said coquettishly, “I know you really want to come with us to move the stones, but you’re injured now… Be a good girl and rest. Now it’s our turn to take care of you!”

“I’m not going to move the stones, and you don’t need to go either,”

Qiao Jinfan said softly. “When I came up here, I saw that there are large trees within a hundred meters around. Even if there are stones, they’re just rubble. Even if they’re piled up together, they won’t stop wild animals from attacking.”

The two women’s faces changed. “Then what should we do?”

“Didn’t I tell you?” Qiao Jinfan said calmly, “I’ll take care of everything. I’ll rest for a bit and then start working. You women can just watch from the side.”

“Hmph, don’t look down on me!” Fujiwara Shizuka pouted. “I’m very capable.”

“No matter how capable you are, without experience, you’ll only suffer here.” Qiao Jinfan pulled her down to sit. Fujiwara Shizuka didn't dare to talk back and obediently sat beside him. "Was the reason you fainted just now because you were injured?"

"It was due to overexertion. I'll be fine soon." Qiao Jinfan closed his eyes again. "You two should rest too. I'm going to practice my internal energy for a while. Don't disturb me."

"Okay."

The two women nodded in understanding. They weren't surprised that Qiao Jinfan knew the legendary martial arts. He could swim faster than a fish in the water and even carried them to safety during a super typhoon. He couldn't be an ordinary person, could he? It would be normal for him to have martial arts skills!

The process of regulating his internal energy was much more difficult than Qiao Jinfan had imagined. Not only was his internal energy completely gone, but his meridians were also somewhat shaken. It was certain that his internal organs were injured. If he wanted to recover, it would take at least a month. Putting aside his distracting thoughts, he focused on slowly condensing his internal energy. After countless patient breaths, a wisp of true energy finally remained, condensing in his dantian. One begets two, two begets three, three begets countless…

Gradually, the energy within Qiao Jinfan's body, weakened by the injury, gradually subsided. While the true energy wasn't enough for repairs in various areas, it had at least suppressed the injury, allowing his mind and body to feel lighter again.

He intended to meditate and regulate his breathing for a while longer, but then noticed the two women beside him curling up. Qiao Jinfan remembered that they had been soaking in the sea with him for so long, and now that it was getting late and a cold wind was rising, he worried about them getting cold.

So Qiao Jinfan opened his eyes and slowly stood up. The sound of him accidentally bumping into the cave wall startled the two women who were engrossed in chatting about their adventures that day.

"You're awake?"

Su Jinxuan turned around, but before she could finish speaking, the beautiful woman, tilting her head back slightly, immediately saw Qiao Jinfan's genitals. Her face flushed red, and she quickly turned away, inwardly scolding Qiao Jinfan. Qiao Jinfan smiled helplessly at Su Jinxuan's actions, offering no explanation, nor was it necessary, since they had already been intimate.

"Sit here and don't move around. I'll be back soon." After stretching his body and regaining some strength, Qiao Jinfan gave the two women a few instructions and headed towards the cave entrance.

"Jinfan... run if there's danger..." Fujiwara Shizuka called out loudly, "I'll be waiting for you!"

Qiao Jinfan raised his right hand and waved at her, then disappeared into the darkness without looking back.

By this time, the wind and rain had stopped, and some stars had appeared in the night sky. The weather was perfect for returning from logging. Concerned for their safety, Qiao Jinfan returned to the cave entrance in less than ten minutes, dragging three small trees as thick as his arm.

The two beautiful women emerged from the cave, watching as Qiao Jinfan skillfully and deftly used a angular stone to peel away the bark from two small trees, revealing pale yellow wood beneath. Still unsatisfied, he continued whittling until the trees were only half their original thickness. He then used a hand knife to split them into a dozen or so equal-sized pieces, each about twenty centimeters long.

"Jinfan… are you sure you weren't a lumberjack by trade?"

Su Jinxuan's expression mirrored Fujiwara Shizuka's; they were both amazed by Qiao Jinfan's skill. "It's like a work of art, absolutely amazing!"

Qiao Jinfan shrugged. "Excuse me." He walked between the two women and, at the far end of the cave, began arranging the firewood in a triangular pattern. In the blink of an eye, a complex and intricate structure had been created, the bottom center still hollow.

"Do you need to start a fire?" Fujiwara

Shizuka, who had followed him in, squatted down next to Qiao Jinfan and asked excitedly, "Do you need my help?"

"Sit next to me. Today I'm using an ancient method to start a fire, something you don't usually see." Qiao Jinfan stood up and went outside again. Outside, he removed the dross from the third sapling, keeping only the best parts, and cut it into two large pieces of wood, each eight centimeters wide, thirty centimeters long, and ten centimeters high. He then carried them back in along with the sawdust from the first two saplings.

Seeing Qiao Jinfan sitting there, using his soaked, sharpened edge to carve a groove in the large block of wood, the two women finally reacted. Fujiwara Shizuka smiled sweetly with admiration, "Wow, you're going to start a fire by friction?"

"That's right."

Qiao Jinfan put down the block of wood with the groove he had carved, stuffed it with soft sawdust of varying sizes, then held a sharpened stick in his hand and inserted it into the groove. The next moment, he rubbed the stick together with both hands, causing it to rotate and rub against the sawdust in the groove.

Starting a fire by friction depends on speed. As long as the stick rotates quickly enough, the friction between the stick and the rough groove generates enough heat. Then, in this relatively enclosed space, the temperature rises to a certain level and sparks are produced, causing the thin layer of sawdust to ignite first, and then igniting the groove.

In less than a minute, wisps of smoke began to rise from the recess. As the smoke grew larger, the two women's beautiful eyes nearly popped out of their sockets… Then, when a wisp of fire appeared in the dark cave, two delighted cries echoed throughout the cave.

The rest was much simpler. Qiao Jinfan placed the burning wood blocks under the wooden frame he had just erected, and soon a roaring fire blazed in the cave.

"Pop!"

Only when the flames reached high did Fujiwara Shizuka finally relax, excitedly kissing Qiao Jinfan on the cheek: "Jinfan, I love you to death…"

Although Su Jinxuan didn't express any extreme reaction, she gave Qiao Jinfan a beautiful thumbs-up, while also asking with a question, "Didn't we just have a violent storm outside? How come the trees you found can still burn?" "

Many of the surrounding trees are decades old, with very developed canopies, so the smaller trees sheltered beneath them aren't affected much. Besides, I only took a piece from the middle; if it didn't catch fire, I'd have to sleep in a tree tonight," Qiao Jinfan joked.

The heat in the cave had subsided considerably, replaced by a cool breeze. Luckily, Qiao Jinfan had started the fire in time; otherwise, the two women would have definitely caught a chill.

It wasn't safe to sit within a meter of the fire, so Qiao Jinfan had the two women sit to the side, and he sat down beside them. The burning fire gradually warmed the cave. Leaning against the cave wall, everyone remained silent for a moment, but Su Jinxuan smiled cheerfully.

"Jinxuan, what's on your mind?" Fujiwara Shizuka leaned on Qiao Jinfan's shoulder and asked her lazily.

“I was thinking, before, let alone appearing naked in front of strangers, even sitting in a cave was a first for me,”

Su Jinxuan said easily, looking at the crackling fire. “But this is good. I don’t have to think about anything, and the worries weighing on my mind are gone. If only every day could be like this.”

The two women chatted happily. After checking his strength, Qiao Jinfan stood up. “You two sit here and rest for a while. I’ll go cut down a few more trees; this amount of firewood isn’t enough.”

“Jinfan… don’t go out…”

Fujiwara Shizuka pulled Qiao Jinfan back. “It’s so late. It’ll be dawn in a few hours. Let them go out when it’s light. It’s so dark; we can’t see anything.”

Qiao Jinfan pointed outside. “It’s only about eight or nine o’clock now; it’s not late.”

“Oh? Really? It feels like so much time has passed?” Fujiwara Shizuka said suspiciously. “You don’t have a watch; how can you know so accurately?”

"When your teachers taught you wilderness survival skills before, didn't they tell you how to tell time without a watch?" Qiao Jinfan asked her in return.

"No," Fujiwara Shizuka stuck out her tongue. "How could we have imagined they'd be in this situation?"

"Maybe even the teachers themselves don't know..." Su Jinxuan added, stirring things up.

"You're all pampered people. If it weren't for today's unexpected event, you would never have fallen to the point where you need to tell time yourself." Qiao Jinfan smiled faintly. "I'll be right back, don't worry!"

With that, Qiao Jinfan went out again. After a while, he returned dragging a few small trees. Following the same method, the three of them sat around the fire. Gradually, the two women felt tired and fell asleep, while Qiao Jinfan continued to practice his internal energy by the fire, slowly recovering his strength.

The next morning, Qiao Jinfan finished his internal energy cultivation. After a night of practice, his strength had recovered somewhat. He opened his eyes and saw the two women still fast asleep. His stomach rumbled. He realized that he and the women hadn't eaten all night and must be hungry. He stood up, remembering he was still naked, and picked a few leaves to cover himself.

Then, Qiao Jinfan went into the woods. He broke off a long, tough branch, sharpened it with a sharp stone, and planned to use it as a javelin for hunting.

Hunting sounds easy, but in his previous life, Qiao Jinfan was a complete city dweller. Although he had lived in the countryside for a few months as a child, he had only ever tried climbing trees to pick wild fruits and gathering wild vegetables and mushrooms in the woods…

He had never hunted before. Therefore, although Qiao Jinfan did see some small animals like rabbits, pheasants, and roe deer along the way, they all ran away before he could prepare himself. Several times he even saw giant snakes thicker than his thighs, which terrified him so much that he didn't dare to move. Fortunately, they didn't attack; they just lazily swam past.

Of course, the biggest problem was that Qiao Jinfan was injured and his strength was less than a tenth of what it used to be. Otherwise, even though he had never hunted in the wild before, catching some birds and beasts would have been a piece of cake.

Qiao Jinfan searched aimlessly for a long time, thinking that the two women had already gotten up. At this moment, he was too tired to walk anymore, so he slumped down and sat down to rest under a big tree with its gnarled roots...

Suddenly, a fat roe deer ran over on its own and stopped brazenly not far in front of Qiao Jinfan, staring at him without moving, as if it didn't take Li Weijie seriously at all.

Qiao Jinfan immediately held his breath, very slowly raised the wooden spear, and then aimed at it and hurled it with all his might...

Ah! What good luck! Unexpectedly, Qiao Jinfan's clumsy throw actually pierced the roe deer, pinning it to the ground. One-tenth of the force represented less than one-tenth of the speed.

Qiao Jinfan quickly pounced on it, pulled out the spear, and stabbed it a few more times. It struggled a couple of times and then lay still. He excitedly picked up the dead roe deer and weighed it; it actually weighed four or five pounds.

When Qiao Jinfan proudly carried the roe deer, which he had already skinned and cleaned in the pool, back to the cave, the two women had indeed already gotten up. Seeing the roasted roe deer meat, their mouths watered instantly.

The aroma of the roasted roe deer was irresistible, and the three hungry women crowded around it. Surprisingly, they had such good appetites that they ate almost half of the four- or five-pound roasted roe deer. Afterwards, the two women, covered with leaves, went to the river to wash themselves before returning to the cave.

Chapter 023: Encountering Danger by the Lake.

Back in the cave, Qiao Jinfan looked outside. It was still early. He said to the two women, "You two stay in the cave. I'll go outside and check the terrain, and maybe see if anyone else is stranded on this deserted island like us."

The two women initially objected, but after Qiao Jinfan's persistent persuasion, they realized they would only be a burden if they came along. So they stopped insisting on going, only telling Qiao Jinfan to be careful.

Qiao Jinfan left the cave and soon reached the highest point of the deserted island. Looking down, he saw only the vast ocean all around. He knew that the three of them alone could not possibly escape the island. So he slowly descended, hoping to find any survivors, even though he knew the chances were slim. Sure enough

, his efforts paid off. On the beach on the other side of the island, Qiao Jinfan vaguely saw someone lying there. He ran over excitedly. Lying on the beach was a woman. Qiao Jinfan looked closely and saw that she was very beautiful. Her face was like the autumn moon, her figure was voluptuous, her eyebrows were naturally dark, her lips were naturally red, her eyes were like autumn water, her fingers were slender, her hair was like clouds, her face was as white as snow, her wrists were round and fair, and her arms were soft and not bony. She exuded a graceful and charming aura. Even unconscious on the beach, she was still elegant and moving.

Qiao Jinfan couldn't help but kiss the woman on the cheek. Perhaps it was this gentle kiss that brought her to consciousness. Startled, Qiao Jinfan quickly pulled his mouth away. After a while, the woman opened her eyes. Turning around, she saw a man covered by leaves staring at her. The woman was immediately terrified. She quickly checked herself and found her clothes were still intact, which reassured her.

Realizing this woman was no ordinary person, she quickly calmed down and turned to Qiao Jinfan, saying, "Sir, thank you for saving me. You must also be a passenger stranded on this deserted island after a plane crash! My name is Bai Su. What's your name?"

Upon hearing the woman's words, Qiao Jinfan immediately realized what she meant and quickly introduced himself, "My name is Qiao Jinfan, and you are Bai Su, sister. You wouldn't happen to be Bai Su, the wife of the famous explorer Wesley, would you?"

"Oh! You've heard of me and Wesley too!" Bai Su said with interest.

“Of course I’ve heard of your great reputation, but while Mr. Wei is talented, capable, and has decent martial arts skills, he’s just a bit too…” Qiao Jinfan suddenly realized that it wasn’t right to speak ill of his wife in front of her, so he quickly apologized, “Sister Bai, I’m so sorry, I…”

Bai Su wasn’t angry; instead, she smiled sweetly and continued Qiao Jinfan’s words, “Wesley is talented, capable, and has decent martial arts skills, but he’s just a bit too self-important, isn’t he? Actually, you’re not the only one who says that; many people have said it, even I have. But, as the saying goes, it’s easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one’s nature. I’m afraid he can’t change. But then again, if he really changed, he wouldn’t be Wesley anymore, wouldn’t you say?”

"Sister Bai is truly amazing!"

Qiao Jinfan clapped his hands in praise and laughed. "Everyone says Wesley is a brilliant detective, but actually, I think Sister Bai is more meticulous, calm, and gentle, and has even better reasoning abilities than Wesley. I'm not just making this conclusion, but your popularity with readers definitely surpasses Wesley's!"

Bai Su was quite pleased to hear Qiao Jinfan's praise, though she didn't say anything. After a while, Bai Su regained some strength and said to Qiao Jinfan, "Mr. Qiao, let's go to this deserted island and see if there are any other people stranded on this island like us."

"Okay!" Qiao Jinfan replied, then said to Bai Su, "Sister Bai, please don't be so formal, just call me Jinfan!"

Bai Su wasn't one to stand on ceremony, and the two of them walked together towards the deserted island. As they walked through the dense primeval forest, they encountered several giant snakes that were thicker than Qiao Jinfan's thighs, which frightened them so much that they dared not move. Only after the giant snakes left did they dare to continue.

After walking for a while, the two finally emerged from the primeval forest and were greeted by a canyon. As soon as they entered the canyon, a chill swept over them, instantly making them feel refreshed to the bone. The stream flowed gurglingly, and there were countless small waterfalls of various shapes and sizes, like a water curtain descending from the sky, with a drop of tens of meters. On the innermost cliff, the water dripped down from time to time like a pearl curtain, and the sound of the water was melodious and pleasant, like a song that never stopped. On the sunny cliff to the left of the waterfall, some white and yellow wildflowers bloomed, truly giving the feeling that "the canyon has four seasons, and the weather is different every ten meters". Drinking a mouthful of the clear stream water, it was refreshing and invigorating.

Beyond the canyon lay a lake. Sunlight slanted across its surface, creating a misty haze. The lake resembled a giant steamer. Suddenly, the mist slowly dissipated, but distant areas remained shrouded in mist, like a scene from the beginning of time. Forest birds arrived, flying from the distant mountains that seemed to reach the horizon, over the surging clouds, in small flocks, screeching loudly as if they were guests attending a grand ceremony, joyfully rushing towards Yan Du Chi like arrows.

Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su were both stunned. They hadn't expected such beauty on this deserted island. The lake was like a crescent-shaped, clear, and translucent jade stone, lying amidst the towering mountains. What captivated them wasn't its color, but its tranquility—the surface was a transparent, crystalline blue, calm as a mirror, with few ripples. The distant peaks behind it resembled a beautiful goddess atop the mountains.

This place was like a fairyland on earth, yet Qiao Jinfan felt that such a fairyland was not of this world. The blue lake lay quietly beneath the blue sky, layers of pine forests covering the distant mountains. The distant peaks cast clusters of shadows on the lake's surface. The mountains tightly surrounded the lake, like a strong and stern elder brother, lovingly protecting his gentle and pure fairy sister.

The sky was transparent, the lake water was transparent, and breathing the air from the lake made one feel refreshed and clear-headed—a freshness and clarity perhaps not so pure in the mortal world. This place was like a fairyland on earth, and Qiao Jinfan felt that this fairyland had transported people away from the mundane world.

The two slowly walked closer to this jade-like, smooth expanse, touching the lake water, which was icy cold. The pebbles on the shore were clearly visible. "Water that is too clear has no fish," and no aquatic life could be seen in this lake, perhaps because the water was too cold.

At this moment, this lake is no longer an unattainable saint; she is approachable and lovable, a beautiful mortal woman. Her soul comes from the pristine snow and ice atop Yandu Peak, crystal clear and transparent. After so many arduous journeys, flowing through meadows, forests, and pebble beaches, gathering countless mountain streams, she finally arrives before us as a beautiful lake. Her beauty is not in heaven, where the beauty of paradise is innate and unpaid. Her beauty, refined, condensed, and settled over so many distant times, belongs to the real and tangible world of mortals!

It was already noon. The fog had lifted, the clouds had parted, and the sky was clear and sunny. Yan Du Pond shimmered like a large, sparkling piece of crystal glass under the sunlight. If the sunlight were any stronger, the lake water would resemble countless shattered pieces of glass, fragmented and dazzling. The temperature was still rising. The sun, like a fiery red wild fruit, hung high in the sky, instantly melting the large clouds, as if one could smell the acrid odor of burning chemicals.

If it weren't for the woman he had just met beside him, Qiao Jinfan would have loved to jump into the lake for a good swim. Qiao Jinfan turned his head and saw that Bai Su beside him had the same idea, but she had obviously remembered that Qiao Jinfan was there. So Qiao Jinfan quickly made an excuse to go and look around, and hurriedly left the lake.

He hadn't gone far when suddenly, a huge dark cloud obscured the dazzling sun. A strange, cool breeze swept through the mountains and waters. Qiao Jinfan quickly turned around and saw that the lake was already rippling. A rumbling sound echoed from the center of the lake, and towering waves surged forth. Worried about Bai Su's safety, he hurriedly ran back.

When he reached the lakeside, he saw Bai Su struggling to swim to the shore, but the waves were surging, and no matter how much she thrashed about, she couldn't get close to the bank. Wave after wave crashed against her back, yet it felt as if a giant hand was pulling her up and down with the waves.

Seeing this, Qiao Jinfan immediately jumped into the lake. If anyone were looking at the surface, they would have seen a huge figure emerging from beneath the water, rapidly swimming towards them from the center. After a while, the previously connected unidentified objects split into two, one after the other, submerging beneath the surface. About two minutes later, the two unidentified objects disappeared underwater.

The entire lake churned like a stormy sea, becoming increasingly turbulent, with raging waves crashing wildly against Qiao Jinfan's head. Qiao Jinfan felt utterly exhausted; humans are always so small in the face of nature. He finally spotted Bai Su struggling helplessly in the water and, with all his might, grabbed her arm. She gasped for breath, clutching at him like a lifeline.

"Jinfan, why did you come down here? This lake is strange. I can't go on. Leave me behind! You can swim back yourself!" Bai Su whispered, panting heavily.

"No, I'm here! I'll protect you with my life!" Qiao Jinfan breathed heavily.

At that moment, a colossal wave crashed down, and no matter how hard Qiao Jinfan struggled with Bai Su, they were swept up like two leaves and thrown far away. Then, a huge whirlpool appeared at the bottom of the lake, like the gaping maw of a water monster, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su whole.

Qiao Jinfan held Bai Su tightly, helplessly letting the whirlpool pull them both downwards. All around them was a murky, bluish-green lake. He vaguely saw a giant dragon resembling a plesiosaur from Jurassic Park, its face ferocious, fangs bared, claws outstretched, seemingly savage, its movements eerie. Its belly was white, its body covered in red bumps and spots, its scales layered upon each other. It roared with a deafening roar, its ferocious power unleashing towering waves that blotted out the sky, its tumultuous force enough to tear apart lions and elephants.

Bai Su, her face pale and suffocating, held him tightly, sharing the last breath with him as he kissed her cherry lips.

The world was in chaos, the sun and moon obscured. There are immortals in the world, drifting among the misty mountains and seas. Qiao Jinfan, embracing Bai Su, floats aimlessly, not knowing where he is. What is heaven, what is earth, what is man, what is the unity of heaven and man...

In the beginning, heaven and earth were separated, chaos was opened, pure air rose, turbid air descended, the sun rose and the moon set, day came and night went... The lake water,

soft, smooth, and delicate, surrounded

Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su, gently kissing them, caressing them... The lake water, soft, smooth, and delicate, surrounded Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su, gently kissing them, caressing them...

Suddenly, Qiao Jinfan felt a pain in his foot, followed by a heart-wrenching pain throughout his body. The chaotic whirlpool tore at him, and the deafening roar of the lake monster filled the air. Qiao Jinfan only knew to hold Bai Su's delicate body tightly with both hands, and the two of them were rapidly pulled by the whirlpool to fall to the bottom of the lake.

In the instant of his fall, a joke about falling flashed through Qiao Jinfan's mind: Two mountain enthusiasts went hiking together, and one of them accidentally fell into a valley... The other shouted, "Are you hurt?"

Only to hear an echo from the abyss: "I don't know, I'm still falling..." And he and Bai Su, just because they looked at the lake, both of them lost their lives here. Their vision went black, and they knew nothing more...

Qiao Jinfan felt himself floating up to the summit of the mountain. The peak was covered in snow and ice, with sheer cliffs on three sides. Looking into the distance, the continuous mountain peaks rose and fell, a vast and desolate scene. Those mountains that usually looked majestic would appear particularly small. In this situation, the feeling of being on top of the world must have arisen spontaneously.

Below him stretched a misty, verdant mountain landscape. Entering the Golden Summit, kneeling before the gods and Buddhas, all worldly thoughts vanished instantly. His mind went blank, his heart was cleansed, and his soul purified. Before him blazed golden light, behind him a vibrant sunset, bathing him in a crimson glow. He felt as if he were flying through the sky, the world utterly silent, only the flow of light and the embrace of color.

"Jinfan, Jinfan! Jinfan, don't die! It's all my fault!" Amidst Bai Su's choked cries, Qiao Jinfan coughed, spitting out a mouthful of lake water,

and slowly awoke. "Jinfan, you're awake, Jinfan!" Bai Su rushed to Qiao Jinfan's body, tears streaming down her face, kissing his forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks.

"Sister Bai, are we in the underworld?" Qiao Jinfan gasped, feeling a surge of vibrant energy coursing through his meridians, life force flowing back into his limbs.

"Jinfan, don't worry, this isn't the underworld, we're still alive!" Bai Su was completely oblivious to the wolfish glint in Qiao Jinfan's eyes. She continued talking to herself, "You said you'd protect me even if it cost you your life! Jinfan, what's wrong? Let's see where we are, okay?"

"Sister Bai, I feel terrible..." Qiao Jinfan looked at Bai Su's pink short-sleeved shirt and white trousers, which were soaked and clung to her body, becoming almost transparent. Her full, high breasts and her exquisite, translucent body were vaguely visible, their curves fully revealed. He breathed heavily, then suddenly hugged Bai Su tightly, wildly kissing her cherry-like mouth, wantonly sucking and biting her soft, smooth tongue.

Bai Su, panting heavily, lay limp on the ground. Her full, round breasts, the purplish-red nipples against her snow-white skin, were particularly alluring, as if defying Qiao Jinfan. Qiao Jinfan couldn't resist bending down, greedily licking and sucking those purplish-red nipples. There was no milk, but he could smell the rich, fragrant scent of a mature, beautiful woman's milk.

Bai Su, panting, wrapped her arms around Qiao Jinfan's waist. Qiao Jinfan gathered all his energy again, touching her plump, rounded body with his own, tentatively searching for the mystery he had longed for. He wanted Bai Su to feel his hardness; he wanted to find a wonderful valley where he could completely release himself.

Panting, moaning softly, the flames burning fiercely could only be extinguished with water.

Qiao Jinfan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was breathing heavily, thrusting haphazardly without any direction. Bai Su was panting and moaning softly. She looked at Qiao Jinfan's flushed face, as if he would die of lust if he couldn't release his pent-up desire. She remembered that in the lake earlier, if Qiao Jinfan hadn't risked his life to save her, he wouldn't be in this state. Finally, Bai Su gritted her teeth, then reached out her delicate hand and gently grasped Qiao Jinfan's engorged and grotesque member, guiding it forward.

Qiao Jinfan finally achieved his goal and almost roughly entered Bai Su's beautiful valley. He felt his lower body being surrounded by waves of fluid. He could feel Bai Su's warmth, her softness, her spasms, and her trembling.

Bai Su had never given birth, so her vagina was still quite tight and had amazing suction. Qiao Jinfan kept performing various techniques from the "Mastering the Woman's Heart Sutra," many of which were positions that Bai Su had never even heard of before. Bai Su felt waves of pleasure coming her way, so she gradually cooperated with Qiao Jinfan's movements.

Waves of pleasure washed over Qiao Jinfan. He thrust wildly, his body drenched in sweat. Their breaths and cries seemed to fill the silent space. Each powerful thrust made Bai Su's breathing rapid, each thrust bringing her a sensation of pain mixed with pleasure. The moment of dizziness was fast approaching. The final, intense onslaught arrived. Qiao Jinfan's body was no longer under his control. He numbly and relentlessly pounded into her, violently and almost brutally assaulting her. Bai Su surrendered herself, arching her full, rounded body in response. The fusion of fire and water erupted completely at the last moment, like a volcano collapsing and the sky splitting open. They soared between heaven and earth in a state of ecstasy.

"Ah!" Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su embraced tightly, letting out the same sound simultaneously. A wave of heat surged unrestrainedly into her deepest depths. In an instant, he collapsed onto Bai Su's snow-white, full body, motionless, only their heavy breathing audible.

It took a long time for them to calm down from their passionate frenzy, still lingering together, too lazy to move, and unwilling to move at all.

"Sister Bai, scold me, hit me!" Qiao Jinfan regained his previous shyness, like a child who had done something wrong. However, this mistake was more unforgivable and irreversible than anything else, unless the victim could forgive him.

"You little rascal, it's too late to scold or hit you now!" Bai Su gently caressed Qiao Jinfan's broad, strong, and muscular chest with her delicate hand, her eyes filled with seductive charm as she coquettishly said, "Besides, I wouldn't bear to scold or hit you!"

"Sister Bai, aren't you angry with me?" Qiao Jinfan was overjoyed to see that the mature beauty Bai Su was not angry at all, but rather so gentle and charming. He couldn't help but gently embrace Bai Su's voluptuous and rounded body, and said softly and tenderly, "Don't you hate me?"

"You little rascal, I hate how rude and impolite you were just now!" Bai Su said coquettishly with her eyes

filled with seductive charm. Seeing Bai Su's shy yet alluring and gentle yet bewitching charm, Qiao Jinfan couldn't help himself. Feeling Bai Su's full and high breasts in his arms, so plump, soft, and elastic, he couldn't help but feel his blood boil and his desire surge again.

"You little rascal, what are you doing again...?" The mature and beautiful Bai Su immediately noticed Qiao Jinfan's unusual behavior and hurriedly pushed him away, panting, "Jinfan, stop fooling around. Look at where we are!"

"It shouldn't be the underworld, right?" Qiao Jinfan said with a laugh, his hands unable to resist lewdly caressing and kneading the mature beauty Bai Su's ample breasts, making her pant and tremble slightly. Only then did he raise his head to carefully observe their surroundings. He had been in a daze, confused and disoriented, and now he realized that it was pitch black and he didn't know where he was. There was a faint light ahead. As soon as Qiao Jinfan stood up, he felt a surge of heat and his true energy flowing through his body.

"Jinfan!" The mature beauty Bai Su called out when she saw Qiao Jinfan.

Qiao Jinfan felt his blood boil and his spirit soar. He couldn't help but let out a long roar, which made the mature beauty Bai Su's ears ring, almost deafening. She hurriedly covered her ears with her hands. Before Qiao Jinfan's roar had even faded, a series of "clattering" sounds followed, and suddenly everything was brightly lit. It turned out that the walls were inlaid with nine polished stone mirrors, like a scene from the American blockbuster "The Mummy." These mirrors redirected a ray of sunlight from the cave ceiling, instantly illuminating the dark cave as if nine huge wall lamps or even searchlights had been installed.

Qiao Jinfan and the mature beauty Bai Su then realized that they were actually in a cave—or rather, a karst cave—and next to where they were lying was a small, clear pool of water.

"It's so beautiful!" the mature beauty Bai Su couldn't help but exclaim in admiration at the beautiful scenery before her.

“Sister Bai, we’re like cavemen now! Back to our roots!” Qiao Jinfan gently embraced the mature beauty Bai Su’s slender waist, slowly exploring the cave.

“Cavemen it is!” Bai Su glanced at Qiao Jinfan, noticing he was only covered by a few leaves, while she herself wore only a bra and panties, their wet clothes clinging to the stalactites. She blushed and nestled shyly in his arms, hesitating as they walked.

The cave’s highest point was over 20 meters, and its widest point nearly 50 meters. There were four main caves of varying sizes, and four branching caves. The passageways were steep, varied in height, and clearly layered. The cave contained all sorts of stalactites, resembling a crystal palace carved from white jade. The finest, purest white marble was called Hanbaiyu (white marble), and the forming stalactites possessed the luster of Hanbaiyu.

Qiao Jinfan lightly pinched the soft, white waist of the mature beauty Bai Su and teased, "Sister Bai, even amidst white jade, your skin is as white as snow, no less!"

"Praise me freely!" Bai Su, her eyes sparkling with spring, nestled against Qiao Jinfan and whispered, "I just love your sweet words!" At this moment, the mature beauty seemed as charming and lovely as a girl in first love.

The caves were interconnected, with caves within caves. Each hall inside was formed by flowing water, the "ceilings" varied in shape—fish scales, water ripples, lotus flowers. The stalactites and stone pillars inside the caves took countless shapes, like tadpoles, catfish, geckos, butterflies… resembling golden bulls, divine turtles, golden snakes, flying eagles… there were bells, drums, fields, wells; immortals, Buddhas, old men, jade maidens… What unfolded before Qiao Jinfan and the mature beauty Bai Su was a mythical world.

Towering, robust jade pillars rise abruptly from the cave floor, like exquisitely carved ornamental columns, supporting the entire cave ceiling. It seems as if removing them would cause the cave to collapse. Hanging cascades of stone curtains resemble waterfalls plunging from the sky to the ground.

The mature beauty Bai Su gently taps them with her slender fingers, producing a tinkling sound. Clusters of vibrant stone flowers bloom among the stalagmites and columns, inspiring endless imagination. Graceful stalactite peaks stand tall, like serene maidens wandering in a crystal palace, their expressions filled with joy and contentment. The domed cave ceiling is exceptionally magnificent. Qiao Jinfan looks up, gazing at the various bas-relief-like stalactite formations—some like chandeliers, some like floating clouds, some like beasts… truly a diverse and breathtaking sight!

The cave is deep and mysterious, with strangely shaped rocks and crisscrossing passages. There are caves within caves and caves above caves, making it mysterious and unpredictable. The stalactites and stalagmites of various shapes are dazzling and beautiful. The stone stalagmites, stone curtains, stone draperies, and stone waterfalls are breathtaking. The stone birds, stone beasts, stone monkeys, and stone Buddhas are lifelike and realistic. The crystal-clear stone flowers, stone fruits, stone mushrooms, and stone grapes are mouthwatering. But what is even more magical is that the stalactites of various shapes emit a colorful light. Although the light is not as bright as sunlight, it is like thousands of luminous pearls installed in the cave, which gather together and illuminate every corner of the cave, making it very clear.

The Heavenly Cave is a tunnel-like cave, small and exquisite, its interior sometimes spacious, sometimes narrow. Some stalagmites are solid and robust, while others are tender shoots and branches developing. In some places, it resembles a row of stone gongs and drums, struck by the white palms of a mature, beautiful woman, producing resounding sounds of varying timbres. Especially striking are the stalactites on the cave walls, small yet graceful, clustered together like peonies in bloom or chrysanthemums vying for attention.

The first stone chamber is a small plaza, about thirty feet square. Although there are stone tables and chairs, the plaza is filled with hundreds of different kinds of swords, spears, halberds, and other strangely shaped weapons—a veritable armory. Remarkably, the blades of these weapons gleam, showing no signs of rust despite the passage of time—clearly divine craftsmanship! The first stone chamber was obviously a place for practicing martial arts!

The second stone chamber was completely different from the first. It was divided into two sections. The first section resembled a meeting room, with a carved long table at the top and four stone chairs on each side—one at the head and two at the foot. There were also about twenty or thirty round stone stools scattered on both sides. The second section was like a reception room, with three stone tea tables and some low round chairs on either side. It was clearly a place to receive guests, but what kind of guests would come to such a place?

The third stone chamber was relatively small, but it was also the most exquisite. It even had carved ceilings and walls, and the floor was also carved. There were also jade carvings of landscapes, artificial mountains, and the walls were covered with landscape carvings. There were also some characters that I couldn't recognize, as well as two bookshelves. I picked up the books, but I couldn't recognize a single word. However, due to their age, these books had not been damaged by wind and rain. They varied in age, including silk, bamboo slips, and tortoise shell carvings. There were some stone cushions on the floor. Although the first three stone chambers were not connected and were each on a higher elevation than the last, there were no stone doors between them. Chapter 24 of

January 16th : A Spring Dream. The mature and beautiful Bai Su looked at Qiao Jinfan with boundless affection. Having experienced the ferocity of the lake and the trials of lovemaking, he was no longer the same; he seemed to have undergone a qualitative leap. His chest muscles were more robust and developed, his biceps were strong, and his six-pack abs were bulging and shiny . Moreover, he exuded an unparalleled aura of evil and dominance. The mature and beautiful Bai Su passionately reached out her delicate hands to caress Qiao Jinfan's cheeks, neck, chest, and abdomen, moving downwards in sequence… Qiao Jinfan's blood boiled instantly, his veins throbbing. Panting, he gazed at the mature beauty before him, Bai Suxue's snow-white breasts proudly erect, her full, high breasts rising like two round, firm white jade peaks, forming a deep cleavage at their meeting point. Two rosy nipples, like tiny love beans, adorned her delicate breasts. Whether it was her already aroused desire or the stimulation from their actions, the alluring areolas, in the center of her pale pink areolas, had unconsciously swollen and stood erect, as if melted by the passion within, their pink hue transformed into an irrepressible, vibrant red, resembling a pair of dazzling rubies. Following the captivating curves of her breasts, her legs descended, passing through her flat, rounded abdomen and slender waist, her long, shapely legs clamped together so weakly, as if they would part at any moment. Her flesh-colored, transparent panties could not conceal the tuft of dark, oily hair. Fine, dense pubic hair clung obliquely to her skin, clearly visible beneath her flesh-colored lace panties, without the slightest disorder. The faint traces of pre-existing secretions made it appear exceptionally dark and glossy. Beneath this lush pubic hair lay the most mysterious three inches of the mature, beautiful woman's alluring body. Against the backdrop of the white marble slab, the mature woman Bai Su's ripe body displayed a breathtakingly beautiful undulation of varying depths and heights.

Qiao Jinfan roared and pounced on her, first wildly caressing and kneading the mature beauty Bai Su's snow-white, full breasts, his palms rubbing and rotating the two hard nipples. His other hand reached between her legs, pulling down her almost transparent lace panties, and thrusting into her wet, secluded valley.

Bai Su clung tightly to Qiao Jinfan's strong body for a while before she slightly recovered from her dizziness. She felt her clitoris throbbing under the force of his powerful thrusts, almost causing her to ejaculate!

"So...comfortable..." she sighed, her beautiful buttocks slamming against the hard object buried deep inside her, and she began to actively reciprocate his pleasure.

Qiao Jinfan clearly felt every change in Bai Su's tender flesh. He felt the layers of flesh tighten first, then twitch and entwine, and at the same time, he felt a warm liquid surge out. He knew that the mature beauty beneath him could no longer resist and had reached the peak of desire!

"Good Su Su, you... how could you be so fast... I only moved a few times..." Qiao Jinfan, filled with a sense of accomplishment, lay on Bai Su's body, which had gone limp, and teasingly breathed into her snow-white ear.

Bai Su didn't know how she had become so weak, but this feeling was so strange, it came so suddenly, that she couldn't even muster the thought of suppressing it.

"Jinfan, you're so amazing!" Bai Su murmured breathlessly, her face still flushed with the afterglow of her orgasm.

"Susu, my Susu!" Qiao Jinfan continued to caress and knead Bai Su's snow-white, full breasts with undiminished interest, then stroked her still flat and soft belly before thrusting forward again with a wicked grin.

"I...I...Jinfan, you...are so good..." Bai Su could only gasp and moan intermittently. At this moment, Qiao Jinfan began to thrust fiercely and powerfully, so powerfully, so fiercely, so wildly, so intensely that she could not speak at all. She could only gasp and moan under the silk bra that Qiao Jinfan had used to gag her mouth. Endless spring water flowed out of her stream in waves...

Qiao Jinfan pressed down on Bai Su and ravaged her wantonly. When he thrust into her, he felt her full petals swallow him up instantly. The warm flesh inside clung to him. He remained still inside her for a moment, swelling and trembling there. Qiao Jinfan felt something novel and breathtaking pulsating within the mature beauty beneath him. He felt her soft, warm buds curling and sucking, a wonderful pleasure almost melting him.

Melting within Bai Su's core, Qiao Jinfan shuddered. In that terrifying moment before he was about to ejaculate, he groaned inwardly, holding his breath and closing his eyes tightly, stubbornly remaining inside her. He remained still for a moment, then felt her awaken, warm fluids pulsating within her. The tight embrace felt like a gentle flame flickering, as soft as a feather, rushing towards the radiant peak. Finally, like a volcanic eruption, it violently trembled and sprayed out, sending Bai Su soaring into the sky once more.

The beautiful young woman, Bai Su, lay on the jade slab, watching Qiao Jinfan's excited expression. Her loving eyes looked down at the statue-like man, Qiao Jinfan, who stood before her like a god with his legs spread apart. She was so excited that her fair skin flushed red, and she breathed heavily, coquettishly glaring at him.

This is understandable. As the mature beauty Bai Su's husband, Wesley, aged, his physique deteriorated, and he was constantly busy with his adventures, neglecting her. He wouldn't even have sex with her once a month to fulfill his husbandly duties. This left Bai Su, at such a mature age, feeling like a widow, empty and lonely, with nowhere to release her pent-up desires. Her first affair was with such a strong and unparalleled man, especially Qiao Jinfan, whose youthful masculinity was irresistible. Even just holding his large member in her womb, feeling his masculine energy against her skin, gave her an indescribable tactile comfort—what people commonly call "chemistry"!

Mutual attraction between men and women can be divided into three main steps: sight, smell, and touch. Touch, in particular, is the most mysterious and sensitive. Many men and women who are not very familiar with each other or in love can be aroused by the touch of a sensitive part of the other's body, leading to unconditional physical intimacy. This

is especially true for women. If you can find a sensitive spot on her body to arouse her passion and sexual desire, she will be at your mercy. In short, every inch of a woman's skin and organs is naturally sexually sensitive; if you can touch her sensitive spot, you can definitely get what you want.

After several rounds of passionate lovemaking, and several brushes with death, the mature beauty Bai Su felt a slight throbbing pain from Qiao Jinfan's fierce and wild assault, but also a numbing, itchy, sore, and tingling sensation—it was incredibly pleasurable. Especially the pleasure emanating from deep within her body, spreading throughout every limb and bone, was a comfort and bliss she had never experienced before.

Qiao Jinfan and the mature beauty Bai Su were entwined in a passionate embrace, lost in the flames of desire, fully enjoying the forbidden, illicit love, the thrill of infidelity, and the fiery, tender, self-destructive, and soul-stirring pleasure.

Inside the karst cave at the bottom of the lake, Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su fell into a deep sleep, embracing each other. In their hazy state, the eighteen white marble statues in the cave had vanished without a trace, and Bai Su was nowhere to be seen either.

Suddenly, they heard a cry for help. They saw a beautiful woman lying limply on the white marble bed. This woman was one of the eighteen white marble statues. They heard a voice in their ear, "Help me, help me!" Qiao Jinfan was immediately startled. He quickly asked, "Who are you? How can I save you?"

Then he heard the voice say, "My original name was Nie Xiaoqian..." The voice grew softer and softer until he could barely hear what was being said.

Qiao Jinfan was taken aback. He never expected that the statue would actually be the legendary female ghost Nie Xiaoqian. He walked over and stared at Nie Xiaoqian lying on the white marble bed, completely mesmerized. She was so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful… Nie Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes were gently closed; her delicate face was as flawless as jade; her long, flowing hair was loose and alluring; a white dress accentuated her curves, making her alluring; her body lay still like a fairy in spring slumber, beautiful and light… Qiao Jinfan stared at Nie Xiaoqian, his face flushed, his heart pounding. He swallowed hard and reached out a trembling hand to help her up…

At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian seemed unaware of what was happening. Although her pressure points had been struck, she was still flushed with desire. The white veil covered her face, but her cherry lips were panting softly, her face blushing, as if she couldn't help herself.

Qiao Jinfan breathed heavily, unable to resist, he lifted one of Nie Xiaoqian's hands until her fingertips touched his face. With a slight pressure and trembling, her smooth fingertips brushed casually against his face, making him unbearably itchy.

When Nie Xiaoqian's delicate fingertips gently brushed against Qiao Jinfan's dry, burning lips, he could not suppress the surge of passion. He reached out and grasped her jade wrist, taking each of her five fingertips into his mouth, gently sucking and licking them with his tongue. He found them fragrant, smooth, and tender, intoxicatingly delicious, and couldn't put them down!

"Mmm--" Feeling the slight itch from Qiao Jinfan's tongue licking her fingertips, although she couldn't open her mouth to moan because her pressure points were pressed, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but let out a soft hum through her nose. At this moment, she was already overwhelmed by arousal, her breath coming in soft gasps, and desire was rising within her.

Qiao Jinfan saw only a blush spreading across Nie Xiaoqian's jade-like face, her beauty captivating. Though still as pitiful and charming as ever, she had finally lost that aloof, otherworldly air, making her seem like a fairy descended to earth, no longer as detached from the world as before, seemingly untouched by human affairs.

Relatively speaking, Qiao Jinfan clearly preferred to see this side of Nie Xiaoqian, but only in front of him alone, only for him to appreciate!

Qiao Jinfan's hand traced down Nie Xiaoqian's smooth, bare arm, gently caressing her delicate shoulders. He paused there, feeling the soft, boneless texture of her rounded arm with his palm. Simultaneously, he freed his other hand to grasp her wrist, reluctantly withdrawing her slender, delicate fingers from his mouth. Silky lines of moisture still clung to her delicate, pink fingertips, making them appear even more lustrous and alluring, like dewdrops on an orchid.

While guiding her hand to caress his cheek, Qiao Jinfan bent down, lowering his body to kiss Nie Xiaoqian's smooth forehead and verdant eyebrows. His tongue traced and licked along her long, slightly upturned, dark eyelashes, gradually moving to her round, glistening earlobe. His teeth gently nibbled, and his tongue probed the beautifully curved earlobe, satisfied to see the pink blush spread further, quickly enveloping her entire head.

Qiao Jinfan's burning lips swirled down, finding Nie Xiaoqian's fragrant lips. Their tongues intertwined, their hearts overflowing with surging love and passion. Nie Xiaoqian was utterly overwhelmed, her mind a blur of passion, her breath ragged. Her cheeks flushed crimson with shy desire, and every inch of her exposed skin tingled with ecstasy.

At the same time, Qiao Jinfan's fingers, which had been resting on Nie Xiaoqian's shoulder, slowly moved towards her breasts, caressing the virginal peaks he had never touched before. He felt a tremor run through his hand as he touched her breasts; one could imagine the electric-like tingling sensation that surged through Nie Xiaoqian's sensitive, voluptuous body, then spread throughout her entire being, engulfing her like a tidal wave.

Qiao Jinfan's fingers continued to roam over Nie Xiaoqian's breasts, caressing the entire breast and nipple, feeling them grow and protrude in his palms. From her fair chest, smooth cleavage, delicate breasts, to the rosy nipples...

her mouth and nose were filled with a fragrance like orchids and musk, yet her skin was as soft and smooth as cotton. It was strange that Nie Xiaoqian, with her pure and aloof nature, had such soft and boneless skin, warm and fragrant. Every unintentional soft breath and moan was enough to drive one mad!

Qiao Jinfan's hands kept roaming back and forth, each time lingering on Nie Xiaoqian's breasts and the two rosy nipples, gently pinching and kneading, but this still seemed insufficient to satisfy her burning desire.

He heard Nie Xiaoqian's rapid, heavy breathing beside him. Having been through countless battles before, Qiao Jinfan was no longer the unromantic, rude man he once was. He knew how to cherish a beauty, so he gladly complied with Nie Xiaoqian's heart's desire, using both hands to launch a relentless assault on her jade-like body.

When Qiao Jinfan's hands finally gently pulled away the disheveled clothes that had been tangled around Nie Xiaoqian's waist, completely exposing her chaste body to his eyes, his mind went blank. He felt his mouth go dry, and for a moment, he was speechless and unable to move.

Nie Xiaoqian's pair of slender and beautiful legs stretched out straight, and between her legs, a few thin, dark strands of hair swayed in the spring breeze. A delicate pink peach blossom slowly fell, landing precisely in the clump of hair, forming a patch of blackish-red, exceptionally beautiful and charming.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Qiao Jinfan bent down, his hands caressing the smooth inner thighs of Nie Xiaoqian, while his lips sought out the delicate peach blossom. He greedily inhaled the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms, gently parting the petals, his tongue licking the black pubic hairs that seemed to entwine with tender emotions. A strange, intoxicating aroma filled his mouth and nose.

"A land of gentle pleasures, a paradise on earth," Qiao Jinfan thought, but he wasn't in a hurry to explore the mature woman's fragrance emanating from the depths of this dreamlike paradise. He shifted his focus, using both his mouth and hands to caress and kiss her as he descended, until he reached Nie Xiaoqian's exquisite, moon-like feet, where he lingered reluctantly for a moment.

The moonlight, like snow, shone through the cave's stone mirror, casting a hazy, ethereal glow. This light perfectly showcased the exquisite curves of her naturally beautiful feet, imbued with the spirit of heaven and earth. The thin, almost transparent flesh-colored stockings couldn't completely conceal them, revealing glimpses of the beautiful outline of her delicate, red toes. Through the sheer stockings, one could even see the toenails on each jade-like toe and the alluring gaps between them.

Even more captivating was the way Qiao Jinfan's hands moved; Nie Xiaoqian's naked body swayed gently as she lay back, her legs, previously pressed together, subtly parting, revealing glimpses of her pink paradise. The flesh-colored stockings were gradually pulled down, revealing a section of her calves, as smooth as jade, and her rounded, white ankles—a truly breathtaking allure!

The flesh-colored short stockings fluttered to the ground. Qiao Jinfan took a deep breath, his gaze instantly fixed on Nie Xiaoqian's perfectly exposed feet, a beauty that transcended the mortal realm. It was as the ancient saying goes: "Carved jade, entwined with fragrance, cut clouds, sculpted the moon," like a lotus petal emerging from the moon, delicate and radiant with blossoms.

The delicate feet he gently cradled in his palm were snow-white as jade, subtly shimmering with a crystalline luster. The soft, perfect curve of her instep resembled a crescent moon, no more than three inches long, exquisite and charming. Her ankles were slender and rosy, her arches slightly high, her curves graceful and boneless. Her toes were even and neat, like ten slender white scallions, her jade-like, reddish toenails like interlocking pearls.

Her heels, slightly protruding and rounded, tapered inward at the ankles. Due to her long stay in the cave and limited walking, the skin there was no dead skin or calluses, but incredibly smooth and delicate. The entire foot curved into a beautiful arc, exuding unparalleled allure. When

Qiao Jinfan first saw Nie Xiaoqian, her lotus-like steps were graceful and delicate, her slender figure a picture of beauty, like a willow swaying in the wind, so charming it seemed one could lean on her. He had already imagined what kind of breathtakingly beautiful feet this fairy-like beauty possessed, but he never expected that she would have naturally bound feet, shaped like bamboo shoots, soft and boneless, perfectly

fitting in the palm of his hand. Overjoyed, Qiao Jinfan couldn't help but turn his hand over, grasping Nie Xiaoqian's arch with four fingers and gently stroking the sole with his thumb, feeling the soft, supple skin of her foot. He imagined the beautiful ripples that appeared as the skin on her sole contracted due to a slight itch, causing countless ripples to stir within his heart.

Greedy as he was, he wasn't satisfied with just that. He cupped her golden lotus feet in his palms again, his fingers gently pinching her ankles. Gazing at Nie Xiaoqian's delicate toenails, naturally adorned with a ring of rose-red nail polish, their slender, pink appearance so endearing, he couldn't resist lowering his head and taking each toenail into his mouth, greedily sucking on them.

He meticulously licked each one, even occasionally nibbling at the tender tips with his teeth, feeling them involuntarily curl and contract in his mouth. He felt an overwhelming excitement, and his hands involuntarily increased their pressure, greedily kneading her slender, jade-like feet.

Although Nie Xiaoqian's body was limp and unable to move due to the pressure points being pressed, waves of tingling sensation between her toes traveled to her heart and then spread throughout her body, causing her breathing to quicken, her whole body to flush red, and her insteps to involuntarily straighten, forming several adorable creases on the soles of her feet, exceptionally alluring.

Qiao Jinfan savored the sweetness of Nie Xiaoqian's toes, inhaling their faint fragrance. He would suckle vigorously, then lick the tender flesh between her toes and soles with his tongue, then spread her toes apart and lick the gaps between them, until he had sucked every single one of them before reluctantly letting go.

Under his thorough kisses and licks, and with the added moisture of his saliva, the pair of jade-like feet in his hands displayed a different kind of charm than before.

The skin on Nie Xiaoqian's delicate feet, originally as white as jade, was now filled with a vibrant pink. Her tightly closed toes stretched out, each one neatly arranged like a spring onion, slender and long, the tips curving together like a crescent moon. Nie

Xiaoqian's still-moist toenails were translucent, adorned with rosy halos at the base of her toes, shimmering with a natural, healthy glow in the moonlight. Her arches, worn down by the abuse, curved slightly upwards, her insteps arched high, and her slender, rounded ankles, almost concealing the ankle bones, were an irresistible sight.

When Qiao Jinfan, in his heightened emotions, couldn't help but knead them vigorously, faint red marks appeared on Nie Xiaoqian's originally fair and delicate feet. Especially on the insteps, where the taut skin revealed pale blue veins crisscrossing the red marks, a startling sight that evoked a sudden surge of tenderness—a feeling of delicate beauty, as if one were afraid to hold them in the palm of one's hand or put them in one's mouth.

Nie Xiaoqian's heart was filled with shyness. At this moment, her face was covered by a light veil, and she could not see anything. Through the haze, she could only see a man holding her precious jade feet in his hands, lovingly playing with them and even kissing them. Although she believed in her heart that the one caressing her was her lover, she had not seen it with her own eyes, so how could she not feel a little uneasy?

In addition, even her lover, who had entrusted his life to her, would not often casually play with the beautiful woman's hidden jade feet. Now, with the flesh-colored short stockings removed, her jade feet were completely exposed to the slightly chilly spring night air. Although her body could not move, her feet, unable to withstand the stimulation, involuntarily straightened, trembling like helpless flower buds in the night wind.

Extremely shy and overwhelmed by the tickling sensation, Nie Xiaoqian felt her face burning, her heart trembling. Her naked body felt as if it had been set ablaze, burning hot, and her most chaste and private parts seemed to be boiling, involuntarily overflowing with thick, hot nectar, soaking her clothes and the white marble bed between her thighs. She tried to cross her legs and rub them together to comfort and conceal her embarrassing predicament, but she was powerless and could only helplessly endure her lover's wanton and wanton ravaging.

Looking at Nie Xiaoqian's crystal-clear, white, tender, and soft calves, Qiao Jinfan couldn't resist the urge to kiss them. He finally released the beauty's already aggrieved feet, placing them on his shoulders, around his neck, turning his head from side to side, and kissing her smooth and elastic calves in turn.

Forced to part, Nie Xiaoqian's legs were breached, her last bastion of chastity lost. Qiao Jinfan's gaze followed his kisses, lingering on her trembling lips, drawing ever closer. Even in her dazed state, Nie Xiaoqian felt a surge of pleasure, a tingling, electric sensation coursing through her, causing her to overflow with nectar.

Consumed by lust, Qiao Jinfan continued kissing her while simultaneously tearing off his own clothes, his eyes fixed on the two trembling petals between Nie Xiaoqian's legs. His nostrils swelled with the sweet scent of nectar, and he felt an unbearable urge to kiss those lips, now even more alluring and pink after being moistened by the nectar.

In an instant, his face was close to Nie Xiaoqian's flowing paradise. Her lips, wet from the rain, remained tightly closed, forming a thin pink slit, guarding the last vestiges of her purity, refusing any further intrusion or desecration.

Nie Xiaoqian was both shy and anxious, with a hidden, indescribable joy. She could even feel her lover's hot, rapid breath in her most chaste garden. He had never admired her lips and petals so closely before. Was he trying to give her a fresh and exciting experience today? At this moment, a tingling sensation spread through the soft skin between her lips and legs. Although she knew she couldn't see this incredibly shameful scene, Nie Xiaoqian still nervously closed her eyes tightly.

Her starry eyes snapped open again, and suddenly, an indescribable, tingling pleasure surged from her lower body like lightning, making her heart tremble. She was powerless to cry out, unable to resist, only managing a short, rapid moan from her nose. Heavens! Why had her lover suddenly become so enlightened today? Why did he think of kissing and sucking her lips and petals, her honeyed passage?

The moment Nie Xiaoqian's trembling lips were captured by Qiao Jinfan's kiss, their smooth, moist texture seemed to melt into his mouth, filling it with a fragrant nectar.

His hands caressed Nie Xiaoqian's full, white legs, and Qiao Jinfan pressed closer, his love palpable. He extended his nimble tongue, gently parting Nie Xiaoqian's tightly closed lips, licking the warm, smooth flesh within. His eyes, however, could not glimpse the beauty within, for as soon as his tongue withdrew, the lips responded instantly, closing tightly again, displaying astonishing resilience.

Lacking patience, Qiao Jinfan simply gave up. He relentlessly pressed on, his tongue plunging deep into Nie Xiaoqian's flower garden, roaming freely. Suddenly, his tongue touched something hot and slippery. Before he could even savor it, a soft, plaintive cry reached his ears. The soft flesh inside her flower garden immediately convulsed and trembled from the stimulation, contracting and releasing. Nie Xiaoqian's long, beautiful legs, which were perched on his shoulders, straightened, and her flower branches trembled wildly as her juices flowed freely. She had already climaxed a little.

A large amount of thick nectar poured into his mouth, which Qiao Jinfan accepted without reservation, swallowing every last drop. He found it exceptionally sweet and delicious. Still wanting more, he smacked his lips, watching Nie Xiaoqian's pink lips still unconsciously opening and closing, with strands of nectar seeping out, irresistibly tempting him to lower his lips again.

After savoring the sensation repeatedly, still unsatisfied, Qiao Jinfan impatiently crouched down on the soft white marble bed, spread his legs, and wrapped them around Nie Xiaoqian's waist and hips. With a slight effort, he pressed his body close to Nie Xiaoqian's open thighs. Instantly, his erect and throbbing member pressed against the space between her swollen and exceptionally beautiful labia, ready to strike.

Struggling to resist the tingling sensation from Nie Xiaoqian's lips gently sucking on the head of his member, Qiao Jinfan breathed heavily and said in a rough voice, "Xiaoqian, whether you know who I am or not, I'm coming!" His voice was somewhat indistinct due to excessive excitement.

Nie Xiaoqian was already lost in the boundless sea of desire, unable to extricate herself. Her reason had been burned away by the inferno of lust, and she was completely oblivious to everything else. Her entire being felt an intense hunger deep within her lower body, and waves of overwhelming desire surged towards her. In her confused and infatuated state, she subconsciously responded in her mind: "You wicked bastard, all I want now is your care and affection. Who cares who you are?"

"Minds are connected," and in response, Qiao Jinfan, unable to restrain himself any longer, inhaled and lifted his hips. With a thrust of his waist, his massive member pierced through Nie Xiaoqian's last barrier of chastity, penetrating to the very depths of her flower chamber, and completely possessing her sacred and beautiful body.

Perhaps because she had already experienced a small climax, or perhaps psychologically, Nie Xiaoqian wasn't fully aware of the pain she would inevitably feel when Qiao Jinfan's little silver dragon entered her. She only felt a slight stinging sensation, and then the emptiness deep within her flower chamber was completely filled. An almost frenzied pleasure instantly overwhelmed all her senses.

"Oh my god! So thick, so big, so long, so hard!" Unfortunately, Nie Xiaoqian's acupoints were pressed, rendering her unable to move or speak. This overflowing pleasure had no outlet, and could only accumulate more and more within her body, spreading everywhere, until her entire skin, even every toe, convulsed with pleasure.

A surge of intense, overwhelming desire welled up within Nie Xiaoqian. The shameful emptiness in her lower body was instantly filled, transforming into a strange, unbearable tingling sensation. With each thrust of her beloved, waves of pleasure crashed against the depths of her being. The irritating, shameful sounds of their impact seemed to echo deep within her heart.

Lost in a blissful ecstasy, she felt a blissful, almost otherworldly happiness. The moment he penetrated her, Qiao Jinfan's mind went blank. Now, this exquisite Nie Xiaoqian was completely his. His heart overflowed with joy.

An unspeakable ecstasy raged within him. Overwhelmed by passion, he thrust his ever-erect serpent wildly, rampaging through Nie Xiaoqian's delicate flower chamber. Fortunately, though the flower path was new to him and deep and secluded, it was filled with slippery nectar, making it easy for him to feast. However, this also made the already muddy path even more chaotic, with nectar overflowing like a flood.

Qiao Jinfan heard Nie Xiaoqian's increasingly rapid breathing beneath him. Though constrained by propriety, he couldn't offer gentle pleasure or cries of accompaniment, but deep within the tight, secluded flower chamber, the fragrant, burning nectar soaked his penetrating serpent. The path was muddy, the trembling stamens gripping and squeezing, each thrust bringing him a soul-stirring ecstasy.

Nie Xiaoqian's starry eyes were tightly closed, her cherry lips slightly pursed. If one ignored the blush spreading across her cheeks, Nie Xiaoqian before them resembled a sleeping fairy, pure and untouched by the mortal world. However, her rapidly flaring nostrils betrayed her ethereal nature, and her faint, delicate moans whispered seductively, revealing a fairy descended to earth, her passion boundless.

Gazing at Nie Xiaoqian's celestial face, far more beautiful than fallen peach blossoms, Qiao Jinfan was filled with lust. His massive member, tirelessly ravaging her flower garden, swelled and lengthened further. Suddenly, its enormous head pressed against something slippery, soft, yet incredibly elastic, a sensation beyond description.

Intrigued, Qiao Jinfan naturally wouldn't let such a wonderful thing slip by easily. He relentlessly attacked, searching for the hidden treasure deep within the woman's flower chamber. Once he struck, the python's head would instantly feel an electric shock-like tingling sensation, an indescribable pleasure that only fueled his relentless pursuit. While

Qiao Jinfan indulged himself, Nie Xiaoqian suffered greatly. The slippery treasure was actually the beautiful woman's delicate flower core, usually hidden deep within her flower chamber. Now, with desire reaching its peak, it was only slightly revealed. It had already been gently licked by Qiao Jinfan's tongue, causing her to experience a small climax. Now, with him forcefully plucking it, she was even more unable to resist.

Unfortunately, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't dodge at this moment and could only endure it bitterly. She felt an intense, tingling sensation accompanied by an electric shock-like tingling as it washed over her like a tidal wave. Overwhelmed by shame, joy, and panic, this already extremely sensitive woman could no longer suppress her feelings. She felt dizzy and her soul seemed to have grown wings and flown away.

In that fleeting moment of ecstasy, her tightly closed eyes snapped open, glistening with tears and a hazy, dreamlike light. She vaguely recognized a face, yet couldn't discern if it was her beloved. Perhaps she didn't care to, even if judging by the sheer size of the python, it was highly unlikely to be him. But at that moment, an overwhelming pleasure gripped her, igniting her passion and making her unable to resist.

At that moment, Nie Xiaoqian felt utterly weak and powerless; her legs convulsed and spasmed, her vulva trembled, and a torrent of nectar gushed forth. Simultaneously, a sensual moan escaped her lips, and she fainted from the overwhelming stimulation.

Qiao Jinfan groaned. His erect penis, under the pressure of Nie Xiaoqian's automatically contracting vulva, experienced repeated waves of intense pleasure, a blissful sensation, further amplified by the abundant, hot nectar. He too was on the verge of climax.

Suddenly, a strange thought flashed through his mind. He forcefully stopped his surging erection, pulling it out of Nie Xiaoqian's alluring flower garden, bringing with it a gush of nectar and streaks of crimson, which fell like peach blossoms in the wind.

Without a second thought, Qiao Jinfan quickly lowered Nie Xiaoqian's legs, which were perched on his shoulders, and cupped her delicate feet in his hands, moving them between his legs to rub against his already intermittently trembling erection. His

engorged and erect penis throbbed between Nie Xiaoqian's slender, verdant toes. The curled toes, nestled between her tender, red soles, formed a winding, secluded path, allowing his large, burning head to sweep across them. Waves of tingling pleasure made his blood boil and his breathing rapid.

Perhaps the brief interruption delayed the surging desire, or perhaps the urge to possess and violate Nie Xiaoqian's jade feet, which had captivated him, overwhelmed everything else. Qiao Jinfan manipulated his throbbing python, which darted back and forth between her delicate toes, playing with them to his heart's content.

The erect python spontaneously secreted glistening mucus, moistening her jade toes, which he had ravaged until they were red. These spaces between her toes, far less soft and tight than Nie Xiaoqian's flower garden, frantically rubbed against the accumulating desire in his heart. He used both hands, changing angles to let his python ravage every inch of her jade feet, leaving behind his own unique marks.

When Nie Xiaoqian's jade feet were closed, they resembled twin lotus flowers; when open, they resembled two crescent moons. The soft, smooth edges of her soles, with their arches, outlined a perfect semi-circle. When closed, they met the natural contours of her flower lips. The python weaved between them, pulling out glistening threads, much like the sight of nectar flowing from a flower.

The enormous python's head slammed against her crystal-clear, jade-like ankle, yet it bounced softly and bonelessly. The slightly firm texture brought the python a mild pain, but it wasn't just that; it was more like an unusual tingling and itching sensation, a bittersweet pleasure. A wave of intense, electric-like numbness washed over him, threatening to engulf him.

Knowing he was about to climax, Qiao Jinfan finally closed Nie Xiaoqian's slender, beautiful feet, his smooth, delicate soles clamping down on his thick, erect python. As he rubbed it back and forth rapidly, he finally couldn't hold back any longer. With a roar, the python throbbed violently several times between Nie Xiaoqian's feet, which automatically rippled with desire, and his semen gushed out.

The pent-up yang essence overflowed from her soles, seeping through the gaps between them and splashing onto Nie Xiaoqian's round navel, her full breasts, and even touching her unconsciously parted pink lips...

But at this moment, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly sat up from the stone bed, her almond eyes wide open and her willow eyebrows raised, slapping Qiao Jinfan hard across the face. He woke up instantly.

Chapter 025 Seeing the Light of Day

After waking up, Qiao Jinfan looked around, but Nie Xiaoqian was nowhere to be seen. Bai Su was still sleeping naked against his chest. Qiao Jinfan gently moved Bai Su away from his chest, then stood up. He looked up and saw that the eighteen nude statues of beautiful women were gone. He was immediately startled, thinking that there were other people in the cave besides the two of them.

Qiao Jinfan quickly looked around, but found no one. However, when he arrived at the master bedroom, he found a silk handkerchief on the desk. Qiao Jinfan went over and picked up the silk handkerchief. The silk handkerchief was very exquisite and had a silky fragrance. The small silk handkerchief had been folded into a four-fold shape. He carefully unfolded the silk handkerchief, which was about the size of two palms.

The silk fabric was embroidered with beautiful little flowers on all four sides. In the center, densely packed, delicate characters were written, the handwriting so refined it seemed to be a woman's. Qiao Jinfan was both surprised and delighted after reading it…

It read: "To my master: You are the chosen one predicted by the Jade Emperor and other great supernatural beings, inheriting the immortal civilization. You are also the master of all the women within the Qiankun Tower. We, the eighteen sisters, have finally awaited your arrival and returned to the Qiankun Tower in success. However, your power is still too weak to open the tower. Therefore, if you wish to see us, simply recite the name in your heart, and we will appear. But due to the rules of the Qiankun Tower and your limited power, only two can emerge at a time, and our stay will be short. We hope you can open the Qiankun Tower soon, so we can serve you forever.

Respectfully submitted by your servants, Bai Suzhen and Nie Xiaoqian!"

After reading the contents of the handkerchief, Qiao Jinfan wanted to try it out, so he silently recited it in his mind. However, after a while, there was no response. Just as he was wondering about this, a clear and sweet female voice came from outside the master bedroom: "Master, this servant is over here. Please come out and meet me!"

Qiao Jinfan was startled. It turned out that there really was someone else in the cave. Although he had already guessed the other party's identity, he still dared not be careless and slowly walked out of the master bedroom.

Two stunningly beautiful women stood outside, both with their hair styled in high buns adorned with pearl flowers. One appeared to be a woman in her late twenties, while the other looked like a young girl of eighteen or nineteen. Both were exceptionally beautiful, with radiant faces, captivating eyes, cherry lips, and skin as white as snow. They were tall and slender, with high, firm breasts, slim waists, and long, jade-like legs. Dressed in white gowns, they exuded an ethereal, otherworldly aura, seemingly shimmering with divine light. The young woman's noble and refined气质 was even more impressive than Bai Su's. Comparing the three, each had her own unique charm and beauty.

Upon seeing Qiao Jinfan emerge, the two women immediately bowed deeply to him respectfully, saying in unison, "This servant, Bai Suzhen (Nie Xiaoqian), greets Master!"

Qiao Jinfan nodded and then asked, "What's the story behind those statues?"

Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and smiled. Nie Xiaoqian then replied, "Those statues are actually a sealing technique. In the past, when the world underwent a great upheaval, the yin energy slowly disappeared, causing most of the female immortals and deities to die. Finally, the Jade Emperor and others used a sealing technique to seal the remaining female immortals and deities into the Qiankun Tower, which allowed us to survive. The women on the first floor are all women who have achieved cultivation and ascended to the Dao Heaven Realm, including many beauties recorded in history, mostly empresses, imperial concubines, talented women, and famous figures, such as Su Daji and Bao Si!"

Hearing the names of these beauties, Qiao Jinfan felt a surge of curiosity. He wanted to see just how beautiful these women were. After hearing Bai Suzhen and Nie Xiaoqian's self-introductions, Qiao Jinfan understood that their identities were indeed as he had suspected.

Bai Suzhen is the White Snake Lady who attained immortality after emerging from Leifeng Pagoda. She then cultivated herself into an immortal and ascended to the celestial realm. Nie Xiaoqian is the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian from Ruolan Temple. Because of her kind heart and perfect merits, she ascended to become an immortal, thus becoming a fairy who ascended from the ghost realm. After all, the heavens are different from the mortal realm. After becoming an immortal, one must detach oneself from the seven emotions and six desires, no longer be able to see one's relatives, and must start a new life. Therefore, women generally regain their virginity after becoming infants or immortals. Thus, these two beauties are still virgins.

Upon hearing that the two women were still virgins, Qiao Jinfan was overjoyed. He now considered the beauties in the Qiankun Tower his women, and any woman would be happy to know her women were still virgins. After a while, Bai Su woke up. She was initially surprised to see the two women suddenly appear, but after Qiao Jinfan's explanation, she felt great sympathy for their plight. The three quickly became good friends. An hour passed quickly, and the two women, knowing it was time to leave, said goodbye and returned to the Qiankun Tower.

Qiao Jinfan felt a pang of reluctance as the two women returned to the tower. Bai Su, naturally noticing this, playfully pinched Qiao Jinfan's waist, causing him to wince in pain and beg for mercy. Seeing his pleading expression, Bai Su smiled and released him.

Just then, Qiao Jinfan's stomach growled twice, and he realized that he hadn't eaten for several hours. Hearing the rumble, Bai Su chuckled, "Little Dragon has entered my stomach and wants food!"

"Husband's hungry, wife, why aren't you cooking?" Qiao Jinfan teased, "If you don't bring me some delicious food, I'll eat you up!"

"There's nothing but rocks and stalactites here, what's there to eat? And you want delicious food too? Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice, you're clearly trying to make things difficult for me!" The mature beauty Bai Su said coquettishly.

"Besides stalactites, there's also human milk!" Qiao Jinfan teased, lowering his head to suckle freely.

"You little rascal, what are you doing? What age are you? You've long since lost your virginity!" The mature beauty Bai Su stroked Qiao Jinfan's hair, panting and murmuring, but unexpectedly, her own stomach also rumbled.

"So my wife's hungry too! Looks like Confucius was right! Food and sex are human nature, the most basic physiological needs for human survival and development!" Qiao Jinfan laughed, slapping the mature beauty Bai Su's soft, white belly with a loud "slap, slap," and chanted, "My stomach rumbles like a drum, when I return with my sword, there will be fish to eat!"

"You little rascal, I only hear my stomach rumbling like a drum, where are the fish? This lake is so big, the water is icy cold, no aquatic life can survive there. How do you think that lake monster dragon survives? What does it eat?" The mature beauty Bai Su pinched Qiao Jinfan's cheek playfully.

"Although the lake water is cold, the pool here is warm! It should be suitable for aquatic life to survive and reproduce!" Qiao Jinfan laughed, getting up and plunging into the small pool, splashing water everywhere.

"Silly boy, even when you're catching fish, you should be quiet! Why are you splashing around so much? Even if there are fish, they'll be scared away!" The mature beauty Bai Su scolded playfully.

“Wife, you’re an intellectual, so naturally you have no experience in catching birds or fish, but you should have heard of the saying ‘fishing in troubled waters’!” Qiao Jinfan laughed and raised his hands, grabbing a large fish in each hand.

The mature and beautiful Bai Su took the fish with great joy, still jumping around excitedly. She found a sharp stone and, in no time, gutted and cleaned five or six large fish.

"Its body is long and flat, with a silvery, fatty belly, it looks like a large, fat version of a knife fish!" Qiao Jinfan laughed. "It's a pity there's no oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, or any kind of roasting or smoking!"

"Perfect for Japanese food!" The mature and beautiful Bai Su said happily, kissing Qiao Jinfan on the cheek. "Honey, when we get back, I'll personally cook you a delicious meal to make up for it, okay?"

The fish was smooth and delicious, and although it had a slight fishy smell, it was still very appealing. Qiao Jinfan hugged the mature and beautiful Bai Su, and the two fed each other, showing their affection and tenderness. They ate with great relish and in a harmonious atmosphere.

"If only we had met before I was married!" Qiao Jinfan sighed wistfully. "Thinking that you're a married woman makes me so sad!"

"Husband, from now on I'll only be yours, okay?" The mature beauty Bai Su hurriedly nestled in Qiao Jinfan's arms, acting coquettishly. "Baby, do you think I'm old and faded, a withered flower?"

"How could I? It's just that not only women get jealous, but men do too!" Qiao Jinfan instantly regained his domineering and wicked demeanor, coldly stroking Bai Su's hair as he said, "If he dares to touch you, I'll kill him!"

For the first time, Bai Su saw the wicked and fierce look flashing in Qiao Jinfan's eyes. Her heart trembled, her body went weak, and she buried herself in Qiao Jinfan's arms, murmuring, "Husband, don't look at me like that, I can't take it! Your eyes are breaking my heart!"

"My Susu, I've long been captivated by your beauty, and from this day forward, I will make you submit to me!" Qiao Jinfan flipped over and pinned the mature beauty Bai Su beneath him, wildly sucking and biting at her snow-white, full breasts. He thrust himself into her roughly, ravaging her relentlessly, unleashing wave after wave of passionate storms. The

mature beauty Bai Su gasped and moaned softly, yielding to his advances. She was completely devoted to him, inseparable, spending every moment together, intoxicated by his love, cherishing him with utmost tenderness. She had cast aside their more than twenty years of marital affection, treating Qiao Jinfan as her own husband and caring for him like a mother cares for her son, giving him the dual enjoyment of maternal and marital love.

"Jinfan, I wish I could stay here with you forever, isolated from the world!" The mature beauty Bai Su nestled against Qiao Jinfan's broad, strong chest, murmuring in a blissful, intoxicated state.

"How I wish I could be here with you, enjoying boundless spring and endless happiness!" Qiao Jinfan said, stroking and kneading Bai Su's full, rounded thighs. "Like Yang Guo and his aunt Xiaolongnu, carefree and unrestrained, without worldly troubles or moral constraints, indulging in unbridled and unrestrained behavior—that would be a wonderful thing in life!"

"You little rascal, can you really be carefree?" Bai Su asked gently, understandingly. "Jinfan, are we really stuck here?"

"Why can't we get out? This is the bottom of the Valley of Heartbreak, but we can get out!" Qiao Jinfan said with a leisurely smile. "Susu, have you noticed the pool?"

"The pool? What about the pool?" Bai Su asked, looking at the small pool in confusion.

"The water level in the pool rises every now and then, like the tide, rising and falling with the moonrise and sunset," Qiao Jinfan said with a smile, caressing the mature beauty Bai Su's soft, white breasts. "Sister Bai, you are so knowledgeable, you understand the mystery now, don't you?"

"You mean the pool is connected to the lake outside, and we can swim out from under the pool, is that right?" the mature beauty Bai Su asked in surprise.

"Sister Bai, have you forgotten the 'Record of Stone Bell Mountain' written by your great literary figure, Su Shi?" Qiao Jinfan laughed. "Looking down at the deep pool, with the breeze stirring the waves, I feel like this place is like a stone bell inverted in the lake, hollow inside is this huge, unknown cave. As for whether the lake outside is the one we're looking for, I don't know, and I don't know how long we'll have to swim. But I believe, based on my intuition, that we can definitely swim out and see the light of day again!"

"Really?" The mature and beautiful Bai Su hugged Qiao Jinfan with delight and gave him a passionate kiss. Then, slightly disappointed but with a hint of spring in her eyes, she murmured, "Before we leave, let me have my fill of Jinfan shellfish, okay?"

After saying that, her plump and rounded body writhed like a snake as she slowly descended, her soft and smooth tongue tracing across Qiao Jinfan's lips, neck, chest, and lower abdomen. Then, she gave Qiao Jinfan a seductive look and lowered her head to carefully serve him.

Qiao Jinfan's virility returned, and he launched a wild attack. In an instant, panting, moaning, groaning, and muffled roars filled the air as they made love, their passion boundless.

The mature and beautiful Bai Su was elegant and radiant, cheerful and passionate. Her body was voluptuous and full of charm, her peach-like breasts plump, hairy, tight, and sensitive, overflowing with moisture. She was alluring, wanton, and fiery, teaching Qiao Jinfan much about the pleasures of men and women. Qiao Jinfan grasped the lessons quickly, and with his innate talent and potential, he studied the wonders of women, deeply understanding their nuances. He immediately put his knowledge into practice, able to control his desires with ease, precisely managing the timing of a woman's climax. He relentlessly and unrestrainedly ravaged Bai Su's voluptuous body, making her look at him with newfound respect and admiration, regarding him as her most precious treasure!

In this small karst cave, the two of them walked naked together, doing as they pleased, seeking pleasure and enjoying themselves to the fullest. They experienced the wonder of sex and the wonder of desire. Time and again, through the blooming and fading of flowers, in the cave, in the pool, on the white marble slabs, and in the clear spring, they indulged in their desires, using all sorts of positions from the "Heart Sutra of the Woman's Concubine"—standing, sitting, lying on their backs, kneeling, crawling—to have their time and enjoy themselves to the fullest. They lived a colorful and fulfilling life, wishing they could be immersed in the gentle embrace of love all day long, experiencing ecstasy and despair, envying not even the immortals.

Observing the sliver of sunlight above the cave, judging the time, and dressing appropriately, the two took a deep breath and jumped into the pool. The deeper they went, the darker and more gloomy it became, like a bottomless abyss. Bai Su already felt suffocated and hadn't found a way out. She felt an unbearable fear, almost like being on the verge of death, and involuntarily grabbed Qiao Jinfan's arm.

Qiao Jinfan hurriedly embraced Bai Su's slender waist, kissed her cherry lips, and transferred his last bit of inner energy to her. His heart pounded: Was it connected to the outside? Was there any way out? Should they give up and go back up for air? Perhaps if they gritted their teeth and persevered a little longer, they would see the light of victory. Just then, a sliver of light finally appeared on his left hand.

Persistence doesn't guarantee victory, but victory certainly requires persistence. Qiao Jinfan felt completely different from the suffocation and fainting he experienced upon entering. Now, his internal energy continuously supplied their breaths. He leisurely entwined and sucked on the sweet, smooth tongue of the mature beauty Bai Su, his body moving freely as if in water.

Qiao Jinfan's large hand pushed against Bai Su's beautiful buttocks, and she leaped out of the lake, seemingly riding the clouds, splashing water as he gently embraced her slender waist, landing steadily on the shore.

Bai Su's pink shirt and white trousers clung wetly to her body, her beautiful hair cascading down her chest, her figure graceful and her beauty breathtaking. Qiao Jinfan, bare-chested and muscular, his trousers dripping wet, his hair glistening with moisture, exuded a wild and domineering aura. The two of them had finally emerged.

Chapter 26 A Blissful Life

Seeing the blue sky and white clouds again, Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su both felt a sense of relief, as if they had survived a calamity. Thinking about what happened at the bottom of the lake, they were still amazed. If Qiao Jinfan hadn't discovered a tower within his dantian, he wouldn't have believed that everything that happened at the bottom of the lake was real.

Looking at the beautiful woman Bai Su standing beside him, Qiao Jinfan felt a surge of joy. This beautiful woman's heart was completely his. It seemed that his trip to the bottom of the lake had not only yielded a Qiankun Tower containing a large group of beautiful fairies, but also won the heart of this mature and beautiful woman. He felt a surge of excitement.

As darkness slowly fell, Qiao Jinfan and Bai Su realized they had been at the bottom of the lake for a whole day. Knowing that two beautiful women were waiting for them in the cave, and considering how dangerous the primeval forest would be after dark, Qiao Jinfan quickly called Bai Su to join him as they headed out of the forest. Finally, before it was completely dark, the two of them emerged from the primeval forest.

When the two returned to the cave, Qiao Jinfan was overjoyed to see the people inside. Not only were Su Jinxuan and Fujiwara Shizuka there, but two more women had also appeared. These two women were none other than Fu Xuejiao and Ning Xin, the two he had slept with on the plane. The three women sighed with relief upon seeing each other. Qiao Jinfan couldn't believe that the two women, after falling into the sea following the plane crash, had been washed ashore on this island – it truly seemed like fate.

Looking at the five women's stunning faces and alluring figures, Qiao Jinfan thought that even if they couldn't leave the island, it wouldn't be so bad. Having five beautiful women to accompany him forever was a life he had never dared to dream of before. The five women quickly became close friends. Through their subtle questioning, they all understood the relationships between the other women and Qiao Jinfan, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. However, considering that they might have to live on this island forever, having more companions would at least alleviate their loneliness, and their jealousy lessened considerably.

It was completely dark by then. The group gathered around the fire, chatting and laughing. Soon, sleepiness washed over them, and they drifted off to sleep. Qiao Jinfan, however, meditated, circulating his internal energy to both recover his strength and prepare for any potential attacks from wild beasts.

Just as he was meditating, he suddenly heard a hissing sound beside him. Thinking a wild beast was approaching, he quickly stood up and followed the sound. He soon arrived at the source of the sound, but instead of a beast, he saw a beautiful woman – Su Jinxuan.

Having drunk too much water during the day, Su Jinxuan felt an urgent need to urinate and had quietly slipped out to relieve herself. After she finished and pulled up her pants, just as she was about to go back, she bumped into Qiao Jinfan. She felt a surge of embarrassment. Although they had been intimate on the plane and had survived this life-or-death ordeal together, and Su Jinxuan's heart was completely devoted to Qiao Jinfan, any woman would feel embarrassed to be seen urinating by a man.

Seeing Su Jinxuan's shy expression, Qiao Jinfan chuckled. He immediately wanted to tease her, so he quickly put on a stern face and asked, "Jinxuan, what are you doing out so late? What if you encounter some poisonous snake or ferocious beast? The consequences would be dire!"

Hearing Qiao Jinfan's question, Su Jinxuan became even more shy. She said with a hint of embarrassment and anger, "You bad boy! You know perfectly well why I'm out here. Do you have to tell me to be satisfied?"

Seeing Su Jinxuan's embarrassed and angry expression, Qiao Jinfan knew he had gone too far with the joke. He quickly went over, put his arm around Su Jinxuan's waist, and whispered in her ear, "Baby, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have made that joke, please forgive me!"

The earlobe is a sensitive area for women, and the warm breath from Qiao Jinfan's voice brushed against Su Jinxuan's earlobe, making her feel aroused. She quickly pulled away from Qiao Jinfan's embrace and said to him, "Jinfan, let's go back quickly! They might be awake and looking for us!"

Hearing Su Jinxuan's words and sensing her physical reaction, Qiao Jinfan immediately understood that she was aroused. Having finally had a chance to be alone, how could this lecherous wolf like Qiao Jinfan let go of Su Jinxuan, this tempting prey? He said to Su Jinxuan, "Jinxuan, they were sleeping soundly when I came out, they wouldn't wake up so soon. Let's talk a little longer!" Without waiting for a reply, he pulled Su Jinxuan's hand, and the two found a rock to sit on.

Sitting on a rock, Su Jinxuan rested her head on Qiao Jinfan's shoulder and asked, "Little rascal, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Uh!" Qiao Jinfan was taken aback. He had only been casually chatting, mainly to keep Su Jinxuan from going back. But now, this mature and beautiful woman was asking him such a question, which left him at a loss

. However, after thinking for a moment, he finally found a topic and quickly said, "Jinxuan, let's talk about your family!" "There's nothing to talk about about family. I'm your woman now, and I have no feelings for him anymore. If it weren't for our daughter, I would have divorced him long ago. If we can leave this deserted island this time, I'll divorce him immediately and then be your little woman in peace, okay?" Su Jinxuan said with a face full of longing, as if she could already see her beautiful and happy future.

"Of course, that's great! Since you no longer have feelings for him, just divorce him quickly. As for your daughter, you can bring her over and I'll raise her with you. Look how beautiful you are, my darling, I imagine your daughter is just as beautiful!" Qiao Jinfan kept praising her, but in his heart, he was thinking about how wonderful it would be to have Su Jinxuan and her daughter serve him together!

Hearing Qiao Jinfan praise her daughter's beauty, Su Jinxuan felt a sense of pride. She said to Qiao Jinfan, "You're absolutely right, my daughter is even prettier than me, she's the school beauty!"

Hearing this, Qiao Jinfan's heart itched even more. If Su Jinxuan's daughter were here, Qiao Jinfan would definitely push both women down without hesitation and have his way with both of them. But now that only his mother was there, it wasn't bad either. Thinking this, Qiao Jinfan couldn't help but act. He put his hand inside Su Jinxuan's clothes and began to caress her breasts.

Caught off guard by Qiao Jinfan's sudden attack, Su Jinxuan was momentarily stunned. She knew what was about to happen. A woman's shyness made her want to stop Qiao Jinfan's next move, but her physical and emotional needs made her let him do as he pleased. Seeing that Su Jinxuan did not object, Qiao Jinfan gradually grew bolder. He suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around Su Jinxuan's slender waist, kissing and nibbling at her earlobe, whispering, "You are so beautiful."

Su Jinxuan's earlobe was the softest and most sensitive part. With Qiao Jinfan kissing and nibbling it, sucking and licking it with his tongue, an itch immediately spread throughout her body, down to her lower body. She tried to shake her head to get rid of Qiao Jinfan's attack on her earlobe, but when she looked up, her lips met Qiao Jinfan's. They passionately kissed and sucked each other, and Qiao Jinfan wrapped his arms around her snow-white neck and kissed her wildly.

Su Jinxuan had never experienced such a frenzied kiss. She smelled the alluring scent unique to Qiao Jinfan's strong masculinity, her head spinning, her heart pounding with desire. She seemed to lose her senses, as if her awareness had been sucked away by Qiao Jinfan's lips. She thought of nothing more than to fully experience the sensations. At that moment, she felt weak all over, her breathing becoming rapid. Qiao Jinfan's lips were thick and powerful, and during the passionate kiss, he even drew her tongue into his mouth.

Su Jinxuan was completely captivated, her mind and body immersed in excitement. She lost all restraint, forgetting all her worries. Her hands involuntarily clung tightly to Qiao Jinfan's waist, as if afraid of losing him. At the same time, she also sucked hard on Qiao Jinfan's lips.

Qiao Jinfan thrust his tongue into Su Jinxuan's cherry-like mouth, which was emitting soft moans, and stirred it inside. Su Jinxuan couldn't help but open her small cherry-like mouth wide, allowing Qiao Jinfan's large tongue to penetrate even deeper. She felt even more stimulated and responded with her own soft, smooth tongue, pressing against Qiao Jinfan's tongue as it moved up, down, left, and right. After an unknown amount of time, when both of their lips were numb, they finally moved their heads slightly apart, their eyes meeting, gazing at each other tenderly for a long time.

Qiao Jinfan's gaze was so affectionate, so alluring, that it stirred the heart. He looked at Su Jinxuan's beautifully shaped, full lips and her white, strong teeth; a single glance was enough to ignite endless fantasies. Su Jinxuan, too, felt a surge of desire coursing through her body like an electric current. Her heart fluttered, and she couldn't help but call out, "Husband!"

Su Jinxuan's delicate, soft arms tightened around Qiao Jinfan's neck, and she pressed her cherry lips to his, kissing him passionately. She was beautiful... Her lips were rosy, full, and elastic, and during the passionate kiss, they seemed so devoted, intense, and eager. Soft, moaning sounds escaped her throat as she slipped her soft, slippery tongue into Qiao Jinfan's mouth, letting him suckle. With each suck, a jolt of electricity coursed through her body, and she moaned sweetly and passionately. Their soft bodies embraced tightly, their flushed cheeks pressed together, their infatuated eyes fixed on each other, their trembling red lips locked. Su

Jinxuan's beautiful face was captivating; her shoulder-length hair was black and smooth, her cheeks flushed as if painted with rouge, her eyes brimming with desire, her bright red lips slightly parted, her slender, graceful neck swaying with each breath, and her full, firm breasts rising and falling with each breath.

Su Jinxuan's beautiful long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chest rose and fell gracefully with her breath. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her fair and plump skin appeared even more translucent and delicate, almost without a single flaw. Her flawless body, full of the charm of a mature woman, was like a ripe peach. Her beautiful and stunning face, her red lips and pink neck, her firm and full breasts and her plump and rounded buttocks, her figure perfectly proportioned, her skin as smooth as jade and as smooth as cream, her enviable figure was enough to rival any beautiful woman. She was a mature and beautiful woman who would make any man's heart flutter and willingly fall at her feet.

The sight before him stirred Qiao Jinfan's heart, and he couldn't help but pull Su Jinxuan tightly into his arms again. Holding her soft, fragrant body in his embrace, he kissed her sweet hair while letting her full, firm breasts press softly against his chest. At the same time, he began to thrust his burgeoning desire powerfully against Su Jinxuan's flat, soft abdomen.

Su Jinxuan was already lost in passion, her mind racing. She raised her head, gazing at Qiao Jinfan for a moment with her alluring eyes that seemed to drip with moisture, before offering her luscious lips again in another deep, long kiss. This time, Qiao Jinfan's kiss was even gentler, as if afraid of shattering precious porcelain. He gently licked Su Jinxuan's slender, smooth neck and the bare skin of her arms with his tongue. Su Jinxuan, nestled in Qiao Jinfan's arms, tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly open, moaning softly, her full, round breasts rising and falling with her breath.

While passionately kissing her, Qiao Jinfan's hands were also busy. His right hand hung down, caressing and gently kneading Su Jinxuan's round, firm, and elastic buttocks through her clothes. His left hand was raised, stroking her smooth, delicate, silk-like cheeks, neck, and shoulders. He would occasionally twist his body to squeeze and rub her high, soft, and beautiful breasts. His already hard and erect penis would also occasionally strike her lower abdomen and inner thighs.

Under Qiao Jinfan's relentless assault, Su Jinxuan trembled and writhed, panting heavily. She weakly opened her beautiful eyes, giving him a reproachful yet reproachful look, her face filled with a confused and wanton expression. This look was more effective than any aphrodisiac. Qiao Jinfan was also aroused to the point of burning desire, unable to resist. Before he knew it, the thin straps of her dress had been pulled to the sides. Feeling that she was about to be naked, Su Jinxuan could only desperately cling to Qiao Jinfan to prevent the dress from slipping down. However, the weak woman, exhausted, could not resist the man's rising desire. Qiao Jinfan grasped Su Jinxuan's shoulders with both hands and pushed her away slightly, causing her snow-white arms, like lotus roots, to hang down, and her elegant dress to slip to the ground.

"Ah, Jin Fan..." Su Jinxuan blushed shyly, her entire body flushed. Her curvaceous and slender figure was almost entirely displayed before Qiao Jin Fan's eyes, except for her mysterious strapless bra and silk panties, which concealed her shyly high breasts and mysterious valley. The semi-transparent bra covered her full breasts, and two rosy nipples could be faintly seen. Her snow-white and full breasts formed alluring waves as she gasped for breath. Her full breasts, which had never been exposed before, now stood proudly before him, ready to be touched and kneaded at Qiao Jin Fan's will. The panties, which were cut perfectly and clung to her buttocks, fully presented the most alluring curves of her valley. The carved and hollowed-out design allowed a wisp of fragrant grass to be slightly revealed. The gate of her humble home was now open for him. This secret garden would be revitalized and full of spring under his cultivation and watering.

Qiao Jinfan held Su Jinxuan's almost naked, weak, and feverish body tightly with his left arm, while his right hand impatiently grasped one of her full breasts through the thin, smooth bra. His hand gently and slowly caressed and kneaded it, feeling a wonderful sensation of firmness, softness, and elasticity between his palms, which made his blood boil. Then, he gently stroked the proud peaks of Su Jinxuan's breasts under her bra with two fingers, rubbing and pressing them in circles. He gently pinched Su Jinxuan's engorged and erect nipples with two fingers, gently and skillfully kneading them.

Su Jinxuan was overwhelmed by the strange sensation emanating from her sensitive nipples, her body feeling as if it were being gnawed by insects. Her heart leaped into her chest, her face radiating charm, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her eyes glazed over, and she let out a series of intoxicating moans. Her body was weak and limp, only managing to stay upright thanks to Qiao Jinfan's firm embrace. Waves of indescribable tingling pleasure quickly spread from her mind to her lower body. Su Jinxuan's long-suppressed desire surged back intensely. She tilted her head back, panting heavily, unable to contain her rising lust any longer. Her eyes were filled with a raging fire of desire, her face flushed, alluring and shy.

The alluring shyness on her face captivated Qiao Jinfan. He laid Su Jinxuan down on the rock, and in the soft moonlight, her delicate, ivory-like body, white and translucent, was bathed in a dazzling glow, like a flawless, holy, and noble Venus statue. Her female form, more vivid than Venus's, combined with her ethereal beauty, was captivating. Especially at this moment, her noble and elegant face held a seductive, shy, and expectant expression, making Qiao Jinfan dizzy and thirsty. It took him a while to recover.

Qiao Jinfan removed all his restraints, sat sideways on the rock, reached out with both hands, and said softly, "Jinxuan, you are so beautiful. I am so happy to be able to reach you."

Qiao Jinfan leaned down and gently kissed Su Jinxuan's fair and smooth forehead and straight, high nose. His hands caressed the outside of her body, which was like a perfect work of art, as if he wanted to deeply imprint the moving curves sculpted by God in his mind through his hands. His trembling hands gradually approached the high mounds, found the hook in the middle of the bra, pulled and released, and the cups bounced to the sides, revealing a pair of trembling, white and tender breasts. Although she knew that this moment had come, Su Jinxuan still let out a shy "ooh" and moaned. Subconsciously, her body curled up and turned inward, and her hands involuntarily covered her trembling, snow-white and full breasts to block Qiao Jinfan's predatory gaze.

Her plump, rounded buttocks and slightly curled, smooth legs formed a beautiful and moving arc. No work of art could capture the vividness of this peerless beauty. Qiao Jinfan's eyes practically blazed with desire. His fingers twitched, and he forcefully flipped this flawless, sculpted body of white jade over onto her supine position. At the same time, while Su Jinxuan was covering her chest with her hands and unable to pay attention, he removed the last obstacle from the woman's lower body. This stunning beauty was finally completely naked, lying before Qiao Jinfan's eyes. Her body, originally as white as jade, was covered with a thin layer of blush due to shyness and passion, making her exceptionally delicate and moving.

Her private parts were exposed to Qiao Jinfan without any cover. Panicked, Su Jinxuan could only squeeze her shapely legs together to barely conceal her panic. In this embarrassing situation, she could only worry about her upper body and not her lower body. She let out a moan full of shame, covered her face with her hands, closed her beautiful eyes tightly, and was both shocked and afraid but helpless. At this moment, under Qiao Jinfan's teasing, she had begun to feel aroused.

Seeing Su Jinxuan, usually so elegant, dignified, and virtuous, now completely naked and as delicate as a docile kitten, lying before Qiao Jinfan, awaiting his favor and affection, Qiao Jinfan felt an overwhelming surge of pride. However, he didn't want to devour this delicacy so quickly. Qiao Jinfan wanted to make her anxious and ashamed, to make her tear off the mask of her nobility, to make her open her mouth and ask him to ravage and violate her mature, beautiful, and charming body, and then to satisfy her long-suppressed primal desires with the dragon between his legs.

Qiao Jinfan continued to admire Su Jinxuan's exquisite figure with an aggressively burning gaze. Her soft skin was still so delicate it seemed to break at a touch, and under the soft light, it was white with a rosy glow that seemed to flow. Her high, firm breasts were upright and did not sag, outlining extremely beautiful and moving curves. Her two cherry-red nipples were like freshly peeled chicken heads, or like bright and dazzling rubies. The small, bright red areolas were even more beautiful and eye-catching against the backdrop of her white, jade-like breasts. Her flat, white, tender abdomen was adorned with a charming, small navel. Below her abdomen, there was a thick, dark patch of hair, like a primeval forest, covering a captivating valley, with only a slightly protruding, soft valley faintly visible. Her long, shapely legs were fair and smooth, with delicate and smooth skin. Her whole body was still so well-maintained, plump and rounded, beautiful in every way. She was truly a rare masterpiece of God.

Feeling Qiao Jinfan's greedy, burning gaze brazenly invading her naked body, Su Jinxuan's face flushed, her whole body burning. She felt both anxious and ashamed. Qiao Jinfan knew she craved his indulgence, yet he deliberately tormented her like a cat playing with a mouse, making her feel miserable and embarrassed. But now, despite her burning desire, she was helpless and could only say coquettishly, "Jinfan, haven't you seen enough?"

Hearing Su Jinxuan's seemingly impatient coquettishness, Qiao Jinfan felt immensely triumphant. Preferring leisurely pace, Qiao Jinfan was like a lion pinning down its prey with its front paws, ready to feast his eyes on the most exquisite sights. After indulging in a visual feast, his hands gently caressed Su Jinxuan's silky smooth skin. Time had left no trace on this stunning beauty, now forty-nine years old. Qiao Jinfan lovingly stroked her delicate skin, reveling in its soft, supple texture and the faint fragrance emanating from her beautiful body.

His large hands gently caressed Su Jinxuan's fair, tender feet. Su Jinxuan trembled slightly, but managed to restrain herself, shyly closing her beautiful eyes and silently enjoying his massage. Just as she was beginning to feel the indescribable pleasure, Qiao Jinfan lowered his head and kissed her ankle, opening his mouth to take her slender toes into his mouth, sucking and licking them one by one.

"Oh..." Su Jinxuan frowned, biting her cherry lips tightly, making a sound almost like crying. A strange pleasure surged from her toes upwards, through her slender calves, rounded knees, and full thighs, all the way to her vulva. In an instant, she felt a surge of spring within her, as if her vulva was filled with heat, and the lush grass inside her instantly became wet.

As Qiao Jinfan's tongue licked upwards from her feet, every nerve in Su Jinxuan's body began to stir with excitement. When Qiao Jinfan's serpentine tongue reached the inside of her thighs, Su Jinxuan almost cried out as if she were about to collapse. She tightly closed her beautiful eyes, biting her cherry lips until they turned purple, and her body involuntarily twisted. In her mind, she had completely lost the last shred of willpower. Qiao Jinfan pressed his hand against her waist, his tongue relentlessly moving along Su Jinxuan's full, rounded thighs towards the mound where her legs met.

"Ah... Jin Fan..." Su Jinxuan couldn't help but let out an uncontrollable moan.

Just as Su Jinxuan was so nervous that her whole body was about to boil, Qiao Jin Fan's tongue unexpectedly crossed her moist, eagerly anticipating crevice and arrived at her smooth, soft abdomen. It circled around her alluring navel before licking her pair of full, high breasts.

Su Jinxuan's arms were white and translucent, her shoulders soft and rounded, her skin full and plump, her complexion as smooth as jade, her curves long and elegant. Most striking were her pair of snow-white, high breasts, trembling and full, firm and erect, displaying the mature and voluptuous charm and allure of a stunning beauty and a mature woman. The two red and slightly purple nipples on the peaks were engorged and erect like two grapes, with a pink areola around the top. Between the two peaks was a deep cleavage, making one's heart race and mouth water.

As Su Jinxuan trembled incessantly, Qiao Jinfan's tongue reached the lower edge of her ample breasts, gently and quickly rubbing the lower edge of her snow-white, full breasts with his nose and lips. The entire snow-white, full breasts trembled slightly as a result. Su Jinxuan's round and firm breasts stood up higher than ever before, the red of her areolas expanding continuously, and her nipples were already engorged and hard. Her chest was like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment due to lust.

Qiao Jinfan could no longer restrain himself. He took one of Su Jinxuan's breasts into his mouth and frantically licked and sucked it. At the same time, he grasped the other breast and began to knead and caress it. Su Jinxuan's previously closed eyes began to flutter involuntarily. Two bright pink blushes appeared on her fair cheeks, making her look exceptionally charming and beautiful. Her breathing became rapid and labored. She gasped and moaned softly. Under Qiao Jinfan's constant kneading, her full and firm breasts draped themselves in pink like a shy maiden. Her two bright red nipples stood erect due to the intense stimulation. In her plump valley, clear and viscous love juice was already flowing out.

"Ah..." The sudden shock made Su Jinxuan cry out again. She had no way to release this intense impact, so she could only cover her mouth with one hand and twist her round, jade-like body. This kind of teasing, playing hard to get, was undoubtedly cruel to a mature and beautiful woman in her prime. In less than a few seconds, the pleasure hidden deep in Su Jinxuan's full breasts was fully awakened. With a hint of excitement, a hint of pleasure, and a hint of greed, her desire had become so strong that no one could control it. Su Jinxuan felt her breasts, which were even more erect after being numb and engorged with blood. She trembled and shook her head from side to side, letting out soft moans.

Just as Su Jinxuan was about to descend into madness, Qiao Jinfan's tongue suddenly left her breasts and unexpectedly slid from her lower abdomen to her lower body with incredible speed, reaching the crevice between her jade-like legs. As if she had been thrown into the air, Su Jinxuan's full and rounded thighs stretched taut. When Qiao Jinfan's tongue reached her pubic hair and petals, Su Jinxuan's moans stopped instantly, replaced by violent convulsions all over her body. Qiao Jinfan's tongue teased and flirted with Su Jinxuan's delicate and tender petals.

"Ah..." Su Jinxuan hadn't expected Qiao Jinfan to willingly lick her supposedly filthy vulva. Overwhelmed with satisfaction and emotion, she tensed her lower body, spreading her legs as wide as possible to allow Qiao Jinfan's tongue to penetrate deeper and more easily. She passionately lifted her hips high off the bed, as if trying to clamp his head between her legs, afraid his lips would leave her precious vulva.

As Qiao Jinfan's hands kneaded and played with Su Jinxuan's plump, rounded buttocks, his tongue parting her delicate petals to find the pearl on her vulva, circling it with his tongue, Su Jinxuan convulsed on the bed like a snake. A numbing, sweet pleasure spread rapidly from that point to every corner of her body.

"Ah... Jin Fan..." Amidst Su Jin Xuan's seductive moans, a gush of hot, slippery, glistening liquid gushed from her crimson vulva, splashing onto the thick pubic hair. Her entire body arched violently upwards, trembling intensely. Qiao Jin Fan felt a surge of scalding, sticky fluid erupt from her, immediately making his tongue feel a burning, slippery sensation. It turned out that Su Jin Xuan had reached a wonderful climax even before Qiao Jin Fan's penis had entered her...

"Jinxuan, I love you. From now on, you have to call me husband, okay?" Qiao Jinfan caressed Su Jinxuan's fair and tender cheeks, showering her with kisses. She obediently raised her lips like a lamb, her breath sweet as orchids. Without hesitation, he covered her two fragrant and soft lips with his own. Their tongues intertwined gently, each greedily sucking the sweet saliva from the other's mouth. Qiao Jinfan's tongue entered Su Jinxuan's fragrant mouth, entwining with her soft and smooth tongue, sucking on her soft and smooth tongue and her sweet saliva.

Qiao Jinfan scanned her naked, beautiful body from head to toe, as if admiring a priceless treasure. His hand climbed onto Su Jinxuan's full, soft, cotton-like breasts, and he couldn't resist grasping her exquisitely soft yet firm right breast, kneading and caressing it vigorously. He pinched and twisted the small, slightly upturned nipple between his index finger and thumb, while simultaneously lowering his head to gently bite the other nipple, sucking on it vigorously like a baby begging for food.

Su Jinxuan's delicate nipples felt both soft and pleasurable from Qiao Jinfan's sucking. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, her jade-like face blushed, and her sexy red lips parted slightly. With the surge of pleasure, she breathed heavily and let out a charming low moan. Under Qiao Jinfan's wanton play and teasing stimulation, Su Jinxuan's boneless waist twisted unconsciously, her beautiful face filled with a thousand kinds of irresistible charm, her expression extremely alluring.

Qiao Jinfan's right hand reluctantly left her firm, elastic breasts, roaming over her smooth skin, unwilling to miss a single corner. It glided over her silky, plump belly, heading straight for the verdant paradise. His hand invaded the tender, red petals of her vulva, slightly parted like a clam, between her snow-white legs. One hand caressed and kneaded her full, rounded breasts, while the other slid down her long, snow-white, smooth legs, teasing and stimulating her delicate vulva.

His large palm covered Su Jinxuan's most sacred and soft mons pubis, refusing to withdraw even a step, his fingers expertly moving rhythmically on her tender petals. The stream gushed forth from the ravine, wetting the invading fingers. Qiao Jinfan's middle finger slowly parted the two tightly closed petals and inserted into the secret cave hidden beneath the lush grass. The moment it entered, Su Jinxuan completely collapsed, violently shaking her head and twisting her delicate body. Involuntary moans escaped from her cherry lips: "Ah... Oh... Husband..."

As Qiao Jinfan's fingers kneaded and explored the moist, open beauty, waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to Su Jinxuan's entire body. The originally tightly closed petals opened slightly as if yearning, revealing the tender pink flesh inside. A wave of heat traveled up from her lower body, and the uncontrollable desire within her finally erupted. With a series of soft moans, streams of spring water gushed out from the alluring tender cave.

The waves of tingling sensations made Su Jinxuan's consciousness float away, leaving her utterly disoriented and unaware of the passage of time. The overwhelming tingling and passion became unbearable, and a raging fire of desire burned away all her restraint and reason. Her primal lust had been fully aroused; she gasped for breath, her nimble tongue occasionally licking her slightly parted cherry lips, moaning softly, her skin flushed and covered in glistening beads of sweat. Her slender waist swayed like a snake, unconsciously responding to Qiao Jinfan's caresses.

The relentless surge of carnal pleasure assaulted her reason time and again, until finally her lower body unconsciously twisted and thrust. Her mind was filled only with primal desire, and the unbearable emptiness caused her to abandon all restraint. Her eyes were languid, and she moaned softly, "Ah...oh...husband...please spare me...please...stop teasing me...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Hearing Su Jinxuan finally succumb to her rising desire under Qiao Jinfan's omnipresent teasing and beg him to mount her and ravage her mature, beautiful, and alluring body, Qiao Jinfan felt a kingly sense of conquest. He lay on Su Jinxuan's pink face... He chuckled lewdly, "My dear wife, do you really want me?"

Su Jinxuan shyly opened her beautiful eyes, overflowing with spring-like desire, her gaze filled with expectation. She nodded slightly, her heart filled with deep affection, then closed her eyes again, blushing and coquettishly saying, "You lecherous husband, still teasing and making fun of me? I'll do whatever you want."

Hearing Su Jinxuan's alluring words of surrender, Qiao Jinfan felt a surge of heat spread from his lower abdomen. Unable to resist any longer, he pounced on her incomparably beautiful body. Her crystal-clear jade-like body, beautiful face, captivating fragrance, and intoxicating aura made Qiao Jinfan feel as if he were burning with fire, his erect penis swelling and throbbing painfully.

Qiao Jinfan gently pried open Su Jinxuan's snow-white legs with his knee. Her supine body swayed gently, her high breasts heaving rapidly, radiating an indescribable spring-like aura. He raised his enormous member, aiming it at Su Jinxuan's sexy and alluring vulva. He first gently rubbed it back and forth on the outside of the petals, then teased and provoked the rosy clitoris. Su Jinxuan's honeyed vulva couldn't withstand the stimulation, and shameful spring water gushed out continuously.

"Good wife, I'm going in!" Qiao Jinfan's thick dragon first pushed in inch by inch, then forcefully thrust it all the way in. Although the opening was narrow and tight, the overflowing, moist, tender, and elastic vulva still fully swallowed Qiao Jinfan's long dragon, completely engulfing it in one go.

Chapter 27 Rescue ( January 16th)

"So smooth!" When Qiao Jinfan reached the depths of Su Jinxuan's passage, he couldn't help but let out a "Oh..." sound. It felt so good.

"Ah..." Su Jinxuan cried out softly, as if she couldn't withstand this sudden and fierce attack. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, tears streaming down her face. She was as fragile as a willow in the wind, which made Qiao Jinfan, who originally wanted to ravage her, feel infinite tenderness. Qiao Jinfan hurriedly bent down and gently combed her disheveled hair with both hands, whispering softly, "Good wife, I hurt you."

Qiao Jinfan gently wiped away the tears on Su Jinxuan's cheeks, kissed her shy lips, and lightly bit her straight nose. He tenderly cared for this stunning beauty who was momentarily flustered. His erect penis remained still in Su Jinxuan's warm and moist valley, waiting for her to gradually adjust. Su Jinxuan had only been intimate with Qiao Jinfan once before, and now that some time had passed, she was naturally in pain. It seemed he had to be careful to avoid making the beauty in his arms shed tears.

Under Qiao Jinfan's gentle and tender caresses, Su Jinxuan felt the slight pain gradually subside. In the shy and embarrassed silence, the thick, hot, and hard penis between her legs brought a full, throbbing sensation and waves of tingling pleasure. Her misty, tearful eyes slowly turned into a tender gaze. The intoxicating pleasure aroused her desire completely. Su Jinxuan's passion was reignited. She gasped softly and let out a soft moan, unconsciously twisting her body, her slender waist and full hips swaying gently, enjoying the tingling pleasure brought by the friction between the penis and her honeyed orifice. At this moment, she was like a delicate flower, shy and weak, yet yearning for the nourishment of love.

Qiao Jinfan, of course, understood her current reaction and needs, and secretly felt smug. He asked knowingly, "Good wife, does it still hurt?"

Su Jinxuan blushed upon hearing this and murmured breathlessly, "It's...it doesn't...but...it's a little...itchy inside..."

Qiao Jinfan gently bit Su Jinxuan's delicate earlobe and said softly, "Good wife, what should we do then?"

"Good man...please help me...husband...ah..." Su Jinxuan felt the huge thing that had invaded the depths of her body, hot, thick, hard, and magnificent. It seemed to have a life of its own, and without its master's command, it was already eager to move and try. Its penis started moving automatically, and even if she tried to hold it tightly, it was no use. Su Jinxuan couldn't help but let out soft moans and groans, raising her two snow-white and slender legs to tightly wrap around Qiao Jinfan's waist and hips.

Qiao Jinfan's probing head found the sensitive, moist core of her flower. Gripping and grinding against the tight walls of her vagina, it caused the core to tremble and resonate. The head and head licked each other back and forth. Qiao Jinfan, a man of countless women, knew that Su Jinxuan was already ravenously thirsty, her heart throbbing with desire. She needed him to unveil her dignified and alluring veil, to bring her to the peak of climax with the most powerful thrusts, the fastest sprints, and the strongest friction, until she willingly surrendered.

Qiao Jinfan lowered his head and took one of Su Jinxuan's full, trembling breasts into his mouth, sucking and biting while forcefully pulling his body, fiercely and powerfully pounding Su Jinxuan's sensitive, spring-water-filled flower core. Then he gradually slowed his thrusts, pressing his thick chest against Su Jinxuan's pair of firm, proud, and incredibly soft breasts, squeezing and rubbing them, feeling incredibly pleasurable.

The mature woman's body, unsatisfied and burning with desire, was ablaze with passion. Under Qiao Jinfan's teasing touch, his delicate nipples hardened, her alluring body writhed violently, her bright red lips parted slightly, uttering intoxicating sounds, her slender waist swaying ecstatically, welcoming the large, deep penis inside her.

Seeing Su Jinxuan pinned beneath him, consumed by lust and uttering lewd moans, Qiao Jinfan knew he had drawn her into a frenzied passion on the bed. His movements, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, thrust in and out of her celestial cave, driving Su Jinxuan to the brink of ecstasy.

Seeing Su Jinxuan's wanton appearance, Qiao Jinfan increased the speed and force of his thrusts. A series of powerful strokes penetrated deep into her flesh, striking her sensitive clitoris. The spring water in her vagina overflowed like a flood breaking its banks, echoing the relentless slapping of her firm lower abdomen against her snow-white mons pubis, producing a slapping sound.

Su Jinxuan couldn't resist the waves of tingling, itchy, and numbing pleasure emanating from her valley . She breathed heavily and moaned beautifully, "Ah...so comfortable...ah...husband, you're so good...ah..."

Qiao Jinfan lifted his upper body, straddling Su Jinxuan's beautiful and noble body. Watching Su Jinxuan beneath him, being whipped by his dragon, crying out sweetly and desperately yielding, now at his mercy, he felt an unparalleled sense of conquest, which spurred Qiao Jinfan to thrust even more vigorously.

The exquisite pleasure, both painful and pleasurable, made Su Jinxuan let out incoherent moans and groans. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she gasped for breath, whimpering, "Good husband... be gentle... ah... harder... oh... ah... so good... husband... I'm so happy... oh... oh... oh... so beautiful... um... so comfortable... ah... ah... so... comfortable... ah... ah... husband... ah... so beautiful... ah... I'm going to heaven... ah... husband... slow down... ah... I can't take it anymore... oh... oh... oh... oh... um... um... so good." "Ah... my darling... fucking... I feel so good... ah... faster... faster... mmm... mmm... oh... oh... oh... so good... ah... ah... ah... ah... husband... ah... I can't take it anymore... ah... I'm coming..."

Qiao Jinfan watched as the usually dignified and elegant Su Jinxuan, after having her long-suppressed desire aroused, became so wanton and unrestrained. She thrust her enormous member in and out with great force. Her long-neglected garden was still very tight, and each thrust made his dragon feel very comfortable as it rubbed and wrapped around her. Coupled with her moans and pleas for mercy, it aroused Qiao Jinfan's extreme excitement.

Under Qiao Jinfan's constant teasing, Su Jinxuan's jade-like body became hot, her cheeks flushed, her eyes were languid, and she kept moaning softly, completely intoxicated by the carnal pleasure of lovemaking. Her desire was high, and she was hungry and lustful. Su Jinxuan raised her bent legs and hooked them tightly around Qiao Jinfan's back, letting him ride on her mature and beautiful body. She fiercely raised her jade buttocks, twisting wildly to match Qiao Jinfan's thrusting waist. She was completely involuntarily sinking into the surging carnal pleasure. On this boulder, Su Jinxuan shouted and cried out in ecstasy, constantly emitting seductive moans that shook the soul and ravaged the bones.

Full of energy, Qiao Jinfan was no longer satisfied with the normal supine position. He swept Su Jinxuan's snow-white, voluptuous upper body into his arms. Su Jinxuan, lost in her own desires, was suddenly confronted by the robber, naked and face to face, their lower bodies still tightly joined. Her cheeks flushed crimson, her alluring eyes closed shyly, and she dared not move.

Qiao Jinfan pulled her soft, naked body into his embrace, stood up from the rock, and began to thrust and pump his large, fiery member into her tight, secluded valley. Afraid of slipping, Su Jinxuan clung to Qiao Jinfan's strong body like an octopus. Her firm, beautiful nipples rubbed against his bare chest muscles with each powerful thrust. The thrusting of his member into her tender valley grew increasingly intense, an irresistible pleasure overwhelming her.

Su Jinxuan frantically responded, moaning and groaning, her breath coming in gasps of ecstasy. "Ah...husband...ah...it's so beautiful...ah...it's heavenly...ah...husband...slow down...ah...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh...oh...oh...uh...uh...uh...so good...my darling...you're fucking me so good...ah...faster...faster...uh...uh...oh...oh...oh...so good...ah...ah...ah...ah...husband...ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to fly..."

Seeing Su Jinxuan's state, Qiao Jinfan pulled his dragon even harder, thrusting violently for a long distance.

"Ah...husband...dear husband...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to cum..." Su Jinxuan gasped and moaned, her eyes filled with seductive ecstasy.

Qiao Jinfan's enormous dragon relentlessly thrust in and out of her secret valley, glistening with clear spring water, while constantly emitting obscene "gurgling" sounds. Su Jinxuan felt her secret valley's core burning hot from the penetration, her vision blurred, her soul almost leaving her body. She rose and fell again in the raging sea of desire, extreme pleasure coursing through her limbs, an unbearable tingling and itching sensation coursing through her entire body. Su Jinxuan's slender waist arched, a heart-stirring moan escaping her nose, a spasm escaping her fleshy opening, warm and sticky... Slippery spring water gushed out like a tap being turned on, the hot, throbbing head of his penis pressing deep inside her. Qiao Jinfan, too, felt so comfortable he could no longer control his unbridled lust. After a tremor, his penis released its pent-up desire, a torrent of hot magma powerfully spraying into Su Jinxuan's tender, sensitive womb. The heat sent another spasm through Su Jinxuan, bringing her to another orgasm. Streams of warm, sticky spring water, a mixture of their bodies, flowed from deep within her, soaking the point where they were joined. The two of them collapsed onto the trembling Simmons mattress, their limbs tightly intertwined, breathing heavily.

After climaxing, Su Jinxuan's body went limp, but her limbs remained tightly wrapped around Qiao Jinfan, keeping his penis inside her.

"My dear wife, was it good?" Qiao Jinfan whispered tenderly, embracing Su Jinxuan.

"Mmm...you're so amazing...you've let me taste what it's like to be a woman..." Su Jinxuan nestled nestled in Qiao Jinfan's passionate embrace, her starry eyes slightly open, a soft "mmm" playing on her lips, her voice filled with boundless satisfaction and charm, deeply immersed in the unparalleled comfort of her climax.

"My dear wife, having you is my greatest satisfaction, I love you." Qiao Jinfan held her warm, fragrant body in his arms, sincerely whispering sweet nothings.

"Yes, I love you too." Su Jinxuan said gently in Qiao Jinfan's arms. It was already late, and to ensure the other women wouldn't be unable to find him after waking up, Qiao Jinfan and Su Jinxuan rested for a while before getting dressed and returning to the cave.

When the two returned, they found the other four women already awake. Su Jinxuan felt a pang of shyness, but Qiao Jinfan, being thick-skinned, pretended nothing had happened. The other four women were too embarrassed to say anything, so they also pretended nothing had occurred, and the night passed quietly.

The next day, Qiao Jinfan went out to hunt some game as usual to feed everyone. However, after the meal, the group felt bored and, looking at the beautiful faces of the women, Qiao Jinfan decided to have a one-night stand. So he pounced on the five women. At first, the women were a little reserved, but thinking that they might be with them forever, they gradually opened up, and thus began their life as one dragon and five phoenixes.

That evening, after dinner, Qiao Jinfan cherished the brief opportunity to be alone. He ran up the small hill at the top of the cave, lay comfortably on the grass, and quietly gazed at the dark, mysterious starry sky. He could faintly hear the joyful noise of the women, and his mind was filled with many thoughts and feelings.

He didn't know what the five women thought, but Qiao Jinfan had spent three whole weeks there, and his desire to return to the real world was growing stronger. Of course, deep down, Qiao Jinfan still firmly believed that this plane crash was actually a special blessing from heaven. If it weren't for this accident, enjoying the boundless pleasures that countless men dream of would have taken a lot of effort, but on this deserted island, it was easily achieved. As for what would happen in the future? Naturally, he would return to the outside world, though it probably wouldn't be too late then.

As he thought about it, Qiao Jinfan seemed to hear his wives calling him back to bed again. Who would keep him company tonight?

A week later, Qiao Jinfan made a decision: to build a boat and set sail. This voyage was risky, so he left the decision to the five beauties. In the end, Ning Xin went with him because she was from a sports school and had better stamina than the other women. Bai Su had also volunteered to go with him, but being the oldest, she decided to stay and help take care of the other women after a detailed discussion. Since he was leaving

, he wanted to leave the women plenty of food before he went. So, Qiao Jinfan worked from dawn till dusk, even reducing his usual activities, hunting a lot of game, drying it, and making cured meat—enough for the women to eat for three months. With wild fruits, it would last four or five months without any problem. Qiao Jinfan

spent a week traversing the forest alone, felling trees and building a boat with his bare hands. Using an emergency rope he found on an airplane, he secured it and made a simple raft.

A bright, cold moon climbed into the sky, casting a pale bluish glow over the entire sea. Countless twinkling stars, half-hidden behind the moonlight, shimmered with a brilliant silver light. The vast night sky was as clear as a dark, unblemished crystal, without a single cloud.

A gentle sea breeze blew across the ocean, and wave after wave of gentle, overlapping waves surged and overlapped, stretching for miles. As far as the eye could see, everything was shrouded in a bluish haze, the night sky resembling a gigantic bowl encompassing the horizon, the two perfectly aligned.

Between the sea and the sky, it seemed only that lone raft drifted aimlessly, swaying desolately. Jin Fan lay quietly on the raft, listening to the soft lapping of the waves against its edges. His gaze, fixed on the starry sky, was deep and calm. His injuries were nearly healed, but due to prolonged exposure to the intense sunlight, large patches of dead skin had peeled off, leaving a mottled, gruesome black and red stain.

Licking his grayish-white, cracked lips, Qiao Jin Fan slowly turned his head. Five deep gashes were clearly etched into a piece of wood beside him; two days earlier, Ning Xin had fainted from severe dehydration.

On the raft, Ning Xin had cared for Qiao Jin Fan with the same tenderness and attentiveness one would show a husband who had been away for a long time. Perhaps due to bad luck, they had encountered sharks just two days into their voyage, losing most of their water and food supplies. Qiao Jin Fan's injuries were from his battle with the sharks.

Sharks existed on Earth 300 million years before dinosaurs, and have existed for over 400 million years, remaining virtually unchanged for nearly 100 million years.

Sharks, known in ancient times as "jiao," "jiaosha," or "shayu," are enormous creatures of the ocean, earning them the nickname "wolves of the sea." Some consider them among the most ferocious fish in the ocean. Previously, Qiao Jinfan only knew about them as basic scientific knowledge, but now he has a profound understanding.

On land, Qiao Jinfan can fight lions, tigers, and bears, but in the sea, facing the apex predator, he is powerless, only managing to kill the tiger shark after suffering severe injuries.

If he hears anyone now saying "sharks need protection," pointing out that the fragrant shark fin soup on our tables is made from shark fins, and that once a shark's dorsal fin is cut off, it loses its balance and sinks to the bottom of the sea to starve, and that the nutritional value of shark fin is about the same as a bowl of vermicelli—eating shark fin is meaningless—Qiao Jinfan would definitely spit in their face.

Thankfully, it was just a tiger shark. If it had been a great white shark, well, facing the so-called most ferocious shark in the ocean, its powerful jaws could tear apart almost any prey. They live at the top of the marine food chain, and even Qiao Jinfan wouldn't have much of a chance.

After Qiao Jinfan tried throwing his first knife at the clearly visible school of fish upstream, they had another food besides compressed biscuits. Although it tasted incredibly fishy, the meat was tender and juicy, and moisture was undoubtedly more important than anything else at that moment.

The clear weather remained unchanged. Every day, they simply huddled on the raft, minimizing any physical exertion, while the scorching sun high in the sky continued its blazing heat, relentlessly baking every inch of their surroundings.

Qiao Jinfan tied four life jackets to a homemade oar with a wooden stick, creating a small shelter on the raft. Ning Xin squeezed into it, desperately hoping for nightfall. After three nights of aimless yet persistent paddling eastward, the sea remained vast and boundless, without a trace of land or a passing ship.

The fish gradually dwindled until they disappeared completely. The longed-for rain never came, and the hard, dry, and unpalatable compressed biscuits seemed to torment everyone's soul.

Despite Ning Xin's desperate efforts to suppress the burning pain in her parched throat, the plastic water bucket gradually grew lighter. Her beautiful face, sallow and dull from prolonged dehydration, became hoarse and weak.

The shadow of death had long loomed around her. Ning Xin knew the horizon was as unreachable as a distant, ethereal dream, yet every day, a faint smile graced her face as she repeated these increasingly difficult actions, because the man in her heart was beside her.

The last sip of water sparked a minor argument, ultimately culminating in Qiao Jinfan's sudden paralysis as he collapsed heavily onto the raft. He watched helplessly as Ning Xin weakly crawled closer, pried open her teeth, and poured out the small amount of cool, sweet liquid. His heart sank.

This was the first sip of water Qiao Jinfan had drunk in days. Each time, he had merely tilted the bucket, making a slight gesture, just like Ning Xin, hoping to keep her alive, even if only for a little longer—that was his only thought.

Qiao Jinfan turned his head slightly, looking at the girl in the rear cabin. His eyes held a mixture of joy and bitter pity. She lay quietly beside him, her breathing weak but steady, her long eyelashes tightly closed, like a sleeping porcelain doll. He silently watched her for a moment, then slowly rose, walked to the rear cabin, drew his axe from his waist, and calmly slashed at his already scarred wrist.

Ning Xin's lips were gently pried open, and a gushing stream of blood flowed into her mouth. Like an innate instinct in every infant, she began to swallow unconsciously. For the past two days, this strange method had been sustaining Ning Xin's life.

Qiao Jinfan didn't know how much blood he had left to lose, but as long as he remained conscious, he would continue to do this until death or decay. The blood dripped down, and his internal energy gradually congealed the wound.

Qiao Jinfan frowned slightly, swung the axe blade, and was about to cut again when he clearly felt something was amiss. The raft's previously imperceptible swaying had gradually become violent.

Under the pale moonlight, the clear ocean surface was surging with murky, muddy undercurrents. In the far distance, endless, dark clouds rapidly spread, threatening to engulf the entire sky like a plague.

The wind, initially gentle, grew stronger, and rows of waves began to surge and crash impatiently, seemingly excited for another impending frenzy.

Qiao Jinfan swiftly stood up, untied the life jackets that were tied together, and put them on Ning Xin and himself. Several thick, sturdy ropes were quickly untied, securing her delicate, boneless body firmly to the raft once more.

Just as all this was completed, a blinding bolt of lightning, accompanied by a deafening and violent thunderclap, suddenly pierced down. The powerful, incandescent light distorted the sky, which was completely covered by thick, leaden clouds, making it appear grotesque. A howling gale suddenly arose, sweeping across the entire ocean in an instant!

A huge raindrop fell from the sky, crashing directly onto the raft in front of Qiao Jinfan's feet, shattering into pieces. Accompanied by the sound of impacts as swift as horses' hooves, raindrops fell one after another. A massive rainfall finally arrived, furiously sprinkling across the sea and sky. But along with it came a storm surge that seemed intent on destroying everything!

The small raft trembled violently in the raging waves, gently swept into the depths of the ocean like a willow leaf. Qiao Jinfan glanced around at the dense, black waves surrounding him, gave a silent, bitter smile, and staggered over to sit beside Ning Xin. It was no longer a force he could resist.

The planks of the raft creaked horribly in the wind and waves, as if they were about to fall apart at any moment. Qiao Jinfan sat silently, his face expressionless, seemingly waiting quietly for the moment it would capsize. Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in his field of vision on the southern horizon.

Qiao Jinfan was slightly startled, then abruptly stood up, grabbed the oars, and immediately rowed towards that spot. The raft lurched along like a drunkard, slowly and laboriously making its way south through the raging storm.

Half an hour later, with a sharp crack, the oar broke in Qiao Jinfan's hand. He silently turned and picked up another, paddling swiftly.

Before him, a dark, small island drew ever closer, its surroundings riddled with enormous, oddly shaped reefs, appearing menacing and ugly in the night. But at this moment, in Qiao Jinfan's heart, it was undoubtedly paradise.

Beneath the surface, countless hidden reefs seemed to lie; the closer they got to the island's edge, the more violent the surging currents became. Despite Qiao Jinfan's full effort, the raft was pushed backward, teetering precariously under the force of two opposing waves!

Qiao Jinfan gazed at the land a hundred meters away, then glanced back at the still unconscious Ning Xin. A sudden surge of anger welled up within him, and he leaped into the sea.

As soon as his body submerged into the sea, a huge wave crashed down, instantly sweeping him underwater. Qiao Jinfan swam rapidly, diving like a fish to the stern of the raft. He grabbed the raft with both hands and, with a muffled roar, pushed it several meters forward.

The raft, as if equipped with a miniature motor, tossed and turned towards the island. Just as its momentum gave way, the raft suddenly shuddered and stumbled forward another dozen meters.

In this raging sea, carrying the might of heaven and earth, it stubbornly and tenaciously moved towards its goal, its driving force coming from the indomitable heart of a beast!

Qiao Jinfan continued to swim and push the raft, the two points of light in his eyes gradually dimming. The massive blood loss of the previous two days had brought him to the brink of exhaustion. After one last powerful push, a silent undercurrent struck him like a hammer, violently slamming into his chest and instantly carrying him several meters away.

Qiao Jinfan vomited blood, feeling as if his limbs had detached from his body, utterly powerless. His life jacket held him afloat, but the surging waves carried him further and further away from the island.

Ahead, the raft was firmly wedged between two reefs, seemingly watching the lonely young man depart alone. Amidst the torrential rain, the sound of wings flapping came, and something flew down, landing on Qiao Jinfan's shoulder in the water.

Qiao Jinfan opened his eyes, and after seeing the object, weakly raised his hand: "Swift Wind, I envy you for having wings, for being able to fly. Two days ago, I unintentionally saved you with my blood, but you don't owe me anything. Now you can go."

"You son of a bitch God, I only beg you to save that girl!" Qiao Jinfan's voice abruptly stopped; he had lost consciousness.

Under the cover of night, the sea continued its restless roar, trembling every inch of its body. Wave after wave surged high, gradually pushing the young figure on the surface into the endless darkness.

Amidst the bleak, cold rain and howling wind, a faint smile still lingered on his lips.

An anchor-shaped fishing hook, trailing a translucent line, swiftly swept through the air, tracing a long parabola from the stern of the slowly drifting "Windsor Elf," before disappearing into the white spray constantly churned up by the ship's stern.

Yaus Ethan secured his fishing rod to the stern, accepted a chilled cocktail from a waiter, and slowly turned his gaze to the massive stern of the yacht, several feet high. Besides the wide parasol used for fishing, there was an unbelievably enormous bathtub. The yacht's vacuum water-drawing system directly pumped seawater from the Aegean Sea, cascading down from the concave top at the stern, forming a small artificial waterfall.

Six nearly naked women in swimsuits frolicked in a bathtub, the cascading waterfall splashing like silver droplets, its spray lingering on their young, beautiful bodies, gliding over their firm, full breasts, and disappearing into their alluring, soft cleavage.

Golden sunlight, azure sea, the milky-white hull of the boat, the girls' healthy and sexy tanned skin—everything blended beautifully together, easily igniting the primal and fiery desires in one's heart.

Yes, the desires of men.

"Darling, would you like to play with us?" a girl with wet hair called from afar, a faint smile playing on her alluring, bewitching face.

Ethan smiled and shook his head, stretching out his arms and legs on the folding lounge chair, closing his eyes to deeply feel the refreshing coolness brought by the damp sea breeze. As one of Turkey's super-rich, who made his fortune in the high-end electronics industry, he not only possessed immense wealth, but what was even more enviable was that he was only thirty years old, young and vigorous.

Almost all those wealthy officials who were old and frail but unwilling to retire would give him a wide berth upon seeing him in elegant social settings.

No man could tolerate the sudden indifference of the women around him. The aging men's increasing desire for life and their growing frustration with their declining sexual prowess made them more concerned about women's attitudes than ever before.

It was for this seemingly simple reason that Ethan, who was synonymous with "licentiousness and frivolity" in Turkey's high society, was almost completely isolated.

His great success in international business meant that Ethan didn't care too much about being ostracized. He possessed all the virtues a successful businessman must have: rationality, decisiveness, keen insight, and deep shrewdness.

Beyond that, in one respect, he enjoyed a life of luxury comparable to that of an emperor. In the Mediterranean, Ethan owned twenty-four luxury cruise ships and three superyachts.

During the fishing season, he would spend most of his time at sea with numerous cover girls from European fashion magazines. Of course, trolling tuna was merely a supplementary activity at this time. Those alluring, sexy, and expensive beauties were the prey that truly ignited his possessive desires.

In fact, they seemed far more proactive than the elusive tuna; challenging life and enjoying it while it lasted was Ethan's consistent motto. This was one of the reasons why he could live a more comfortable and carefree life than most people.

Taking a small sip of the coffee-colored liquor, Ethan sighed contentedly, feeling the refreshing coolness wash over him. He glanced at the motionless fishing rod and was about to get up when he suddenly saw a small, dark shadow in the distance, swift as lightning, chasing after the stern of the yacht above the splashing waves!

Ethan stared, dumbfounded, at the bird with its extremely sharp eyes, wings outstretched, the wind whipping past him, stinging his cheeks. He looked in astonishment towards the direction it was heading—towards the bridge.

A crew member was humming a tune comfortably inside, navigating the yacht with carefree abandon, when suddenly a clear cry rang out, and a tiny, snow-feathered eagle swooped into the bridge. The force of its wings almost instantly ripped off his sailor's hat!

"Get out! Get out now!"

the crew member shouted tremblingly at the eagle perched on the dashboard. The eagle's sharp, gleaming claws and beak sent a chill down his spine.

The eagle let out a low cry, snatched the sailor's hat from the ground, and swooped down to the deck, flying backwards. Just as it was about to pass the stern, it flapped its wings slightly, then returned to a position parallel to the bridge, skimming low behind. It repeated this process over and over,

completely ignoring the crew member who tried to shoo it away. Ethan hurried to the bridge, staring blankly at the eagle's strange behavior. Just as he was wondering what was happening, a mournful cry suddenly rang out. The eagle dropped the hat brim from its beak, spread its wings, and slammed headfirst into the bridge's forward porthole!

With a sharp crack, a small chip appeared in the nearly 10mm thick light brown yacht glass. The eagle, though small, possessed an uncanny resilience, as if cast in gold and iron. It slammed down repeatedly, and after several such slams, the glass was riddled with wounds, each tear glistening with blood in the sunlight. Snowflakes of black eagle feathers, like scattered white snowflakes, fell from the sky, a scene of poignant beauty.

"Mr. Ethan, this has nothing to do with me..." the helmsman said

, his face contorted with despair, standing frozen on the deck like a statue. Ethan nodded slightly, then suddenly let out a loud whistle. The eagle abruptly stopped in mid-air, its sharp eyes fixed on him, letting out a low, mournful cry.

"You... what happened to you?" Ethan felt like he was going crazy, but what happened next to the young tycoon seemed to prove his intuition was right. The eagle swooped down, gliding diagonally to the left rear of the ocean, turning its head and crying out mournfully.

"Turn the rudder, follow it." Ethan glanced at the incredulous crew members and thought, "This eagle is truly intelligent!"

The ship made a large "n" shape on the ocean surface and turned. The eagle let out a long cry and took flight first. The yacht also pushed the engine to its maximum speed. After traveling about ten nautical miles, a small orange dot appeared in the vast blue sea.

Ethan stared blankly at the proud, crimson little creature that hovered gracefully above the man in the water, speechless with shock. Meanwhile, Qiao Jinfan, who was in a deep coma, was quickly rescued onto the yacht. Ethan's private doctor immediately sprang into action, administering intravenous fluids and other treatments. Miraculously, a faint blush appeared on the pale, thin young man's face.

"His throat lining is as dry as paper, his skin wrinkled and parched. I think he hasn't had a drop of water for at least seven to ten days—I mean, ingested. Strangely, his blood pressure hasn't dropped at all, and his breathing and pulse remain very stable. To use an inappropriate analogy, he's like a strong bullfighter fast asleep."

The doctor, nearing fifty, packed up his first-aid kit, his gaze falling on the eagle that had stood by Qiao Jinfan's bedside the entire time. He said with slight unease, "Mr. Ethan, I don't know how to put it, but only a devil could survive in such an environment. And look at his upper body—yes, at least seven of those huge scars are fatal. Don't you think this young man and this terrifying bird are beyond our comprehension?"

"So what? You're not implying we should throw this lad back into the sea, are you?" Ethan stroked his thin mustache, laughing nonchalantly.

"God help me, I hope what I fear will never happen..." the doctor murmured, gathering his things and leaving the cabin.

Ethan adjusted the pillow for Qiao Jinfan, and as he stepped out of the cabin, he heard a cooing sound behind him. Turning around, he saw the eagle staring intently at him, softly chirping with a gentle expression.

"No need to thank me. How could a devil be worthy of an eagle like you?" Ethan smiled slightly and closed the door.

Night slowly enveloped the sea, and the top deck of the yacht was brightly lit. A huge cool blanket was spread across it, and several slender, sexy girls surrounded Ethan like cats.

Some were peeling fruit for him, while others playfully stroked his body. In the eyes of these girls, this young tycoon was not only gentle and handsome, but also very strong.

A girl in Ethan's arms bit her lip, desperately suppressing the waves of pleasure surging through her body. His large, teasing hands suddenly reached out and lightly caressed the inside of her smooth, satin-like thighs. The girl gasped softly, giving Ethan a reproachful look, and said, "Darling, don't you ever get tired? I can barely walk."

"Baby, I went to great lengths to bring you from England. Now all we need to do is close our eyes and quietly enjoy all the fun." Ethan winked mischievously and laughed, "At sea, there's no need to walk." The girls

around him immediately giggled and hurriedly stripped off his only pair of swimming trunks. Ethan felt the soft, wet touch on a certain part of his body and closed his eyes contentedly.

Chapter 028:

In the luxurious suite of the lower deck, a hawk suddenly raised its head at the head of Qiao Jinfan's bed, its head tilting slightly, flapping its wings restlessly, and letting out a low cry.

“Sir, Mr. Ethan!”

A furious voice suddenly came from below, “The radar shows four objects approaching at high speed. We…we seem to be completely surrounded!”

Ethan, whose whereabouts were unknown, changed his expression slightly. He waved to the girls and said with a wry smile, "Go back to the cabin, we have guests."

Four old-fashioned gunboats, dilapidated in appearance and without any flags or markings, arrived rapidly a moment later, surrounding the yacht.

Several armed men of various skin colors stood brazenly on the deck, waving submachine guns and shouting loudly, their demeanor extremely arrogant. Under the bright lights of the gunboats, Ethan glanced around at the menacing 25mm cannons pointing at him, and helplessly ordered the yacht to shut down its engines. He then led the crew to stand on the gunboat's side, raising their hands.

Several makeshift gangways quickly extended to both sides of the yacht, and the armed men swarmed past like ants before a rainstorm, each with an extremely greedy look on their face.

“Very good, sir, you are a smart man.”

A burly man in a wrinkled military uniform was the last to board the yacht. He put on an air of authority, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly, “From now on, this little thing will be under our control. You can rest assured, we have no interest in burning yachts or killing people. I only want to see money, enough money to satisfy us. Anyone who dares to hide any valuables will be dumped at sea. I don’t like this crude method, so please cooperate.” As soon as he finished speaking, the impatient armed men rushed into the cabin and began to search the place.

The burly man, who appeared to be the leader, approached Ethan surrounded by several gunmen. Without any ceremony, he snatched the enormous diamond ring from Ethan's hand and sneered, "Sir, it seems you're the owner of this beautiful little boat. You performed very well before; I hope you can continue to satisfy me. The rich live in paradise every day; you certainly wouldn't want to give up such a life."

A few terrified screams could be heard. Ethan's face changed drastically, and he said in a low voice, "Please don't hurt anyone on board. I still have some money in my cabin; take it. You should know that people going to sea can't carry too much cash."

After the armed men thoroughly searched the entire yacht, the girls hiding in the cabins were forced onto the deck, all of them pale with fright. The burly man in military uniform glanced at the pile of valuables gathered together and frowned in annoyance. "Sir, this is hardly enough to cover the fuel costs of this operation."

"Please keep your promise and make those filthy bastards get their hands off the girls!" Ethan glared at the men who were groping the girls, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Tsk tsk, it's rare to see a rich man as fearless as you. What? These girls must have been very pleasing to you, right? Before we arrived, were you on top of one of them, making piston-like movements?"

Amidst a burst of laughter, the burly leader nudged Ethan's bulging crotch with the barrel of his gun, then turned and chuckled, "Hey, I have to say we've had pretty good luck today. We just picked up two girls for free, and now we've found so many hot beauties. Enough for the brothers to share!"

Ethan stared directly into his eyes and said, word by word, "No matter which maritime power you belong to, never touch my women. If anything happens to me or them, there will be no place for you in this entire sea area. I am Ethan. You should know my relationship with the surrounding countries. If you don't receive a personal message from me within an hour, gentlemen, the number of destroyers and fighter jets appearing here will be more than you've seen in your entire lives."

The burly leader immediately froze, his expression shifting rapidly, clearly struggling with an internal conflict.

“If you’re willing to stop here, I guarantee with my reputation that I will not pursue this matter and will transfer a large sum of money to your account.” Ethan looked around at the armed men and said calmly, “For me, money is not important; life and dignity are the most precious things.”

A moment of silence fell. The lewd-looking men also stopped abruptly, pushing the sobbing woman in their arms aside.

Ethan, one of Turkey’s top ten richest men, was someone they never dreamed they would rob. As a small pirate force, they were used to plundering foreign merchant ships and oil tankers. The state apparatus behind this man was undoubtedly the nightmare of all pirates. No one wanted to be forced to leave the Mediterranean stage and live as a fugitive for a little money and a few women—not a single one.

"Misunderstanding, I think this is all a misunderstanding, Mr. Ethan..." The pirate leader's words were interrupted by a sudden gunshot. Everyone stared in astonishment at the hold, where a burly man with disheveled hair walked out, cursing, the barrel of his semi-automatic rifle still emitting wisps of smoke.

"Damn it, that damn bitch bitch, she bit me..."

Seeing the strange looks on his companions' faces, the man paused, asking suspiciously, "I say, what's wrong with you all?"

The pirate leader smiled bitterly, drew his gun, and pressed it against Ethan's head, saying in a low voice, "Sir, this isn't my fault. Since things have come to this, I can only..." A

clear, sharp cry suddenly rose from the sky, and a dark shadow swooped down like an arrow, its claws already ripping off the pirate leader's entire skull!

All the pirates stood frozen, some even trembling uncontrollably. Before them, their leader remained upright, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. His head resembled a giant, blooming black flower; the mangled, hair-covered scalp lay scattered around his face and the back of his head, the white, gritty tissue mixed with dark gray flesh serving as the flower's stamen, a writhing, radiating heat—a deathly stamen.

"I said, kill them all, how about that?" a voice said calmly from the hatchway.

Ethan turned his gaze; the young Asian man he had rescued during the day was smiling at him.

The first submachine gun ricocheted slightly, unleashing a long, blazing tongue of fire. Immediately, gunfire erupted, a hail of bullets engulfing the hatchway in an instant. Overwhelmed by fear, all the pirates instinctively turned towards that point of fire.

Ethan saw a blur before his eyes, and the pale, emaciated young man vanished without a trace, as if evaporated into thin air. A rapid series of "thump-thump" sounds erupted, and the ornately decorated yacht's bulkhead was riddled with countless holes, resembling a giant honeycomb.

A faintly discernible figure swept across the yacht's deck, then suddenly leaped high into the air, hurtling towards a gunboat opposite. All the armed pirates on the yacht's deck stood frozen, and one by one, they collapsed limply before Ethan and his crew's horrified eyes.

Each chest was flattened like a crushed drum. Under the bright searchlight, a short gunner glanced quickly at the corpses on the yacht, and tremblingly pressed his finger on the fire button. With

a muffled bang, the abruptly bent, thick cannon barrel burst open, and the unfired 25mm shell instantly tore the entire firing platform into countless pieces of steel!

“I told you, he’s a devil…” Ethan’s personal physician turned his head stiffly, his voice trembling. To his left, the terrifying young man, his long hair disheveled, twisted another thick cannon barrel into a pretzel like a vengeful ghost.

Ethan held several girls beside him, his eyes filled with both shock and admiration: “Fortunately, the devil is on our side.”

In a flash, Qiao Jinfan destroyed three cannon emplacements. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure moving near the last cannon. In desperation, he pointed and shouted, “Swift Wind!”

A small black shadow shot down from the sky in response, rapidly passing the cannon emplacement. The operator, who had just loaded the cannonball, felt a chill on the back of his head and collapsed limply. His last thought was one of deep regret for his habitual bluff.

Qiao Jinfan tirelessly swept across several gunboats, slaughtering every enemy that poured out of each hatch. The eagle in the sky seemed to be extremely bloodthirsty as well; with every flap and turn of its wings, someone would die under its sharp claws. Its speed was no less than that of Qiao Jinfan!

After circling high several times, the eagle suddenly swooped down from the sky, landing on the roof of a cabin, screeching incessantly. Seeing that Qiao Jinfan was unaware in the distance, it flapped its wings, flew low around the gunboat once, and disappeared into the shadows.

The people on the yacht remained standing there, seemingly completely incapacitated. Several girls even began to vomit. In the world of slaughter before them, there was no mercy, no hesitation, only cruel and direct killing.

All four gunboats raised white flags without exception. All the pirates kneeling on the deck trembled, their weapons scattered everywhere. But after that indifferent figure swept past, all that remained were mindless corpses. No one was spared, just like their occasional grand gestures in life—the massacre of ships.

"Whoosh..." With the sound of flapping wings, a gust of wind landed on Qiao Jinfan's shoulder, chirping softly.

Qiao Jinfan stood coldly atop a cockpit, gently stroking the eagle's back feathers. Suddenly, he sensed something amiss and turned to see the eagle carrying a piece of white silk in its beak, lightly rubbing it against his hand.

Qiao Jinfan's heart pounded wildly, and he stammered, "Where? Take me there!"

The eagle leaped into the air, hurtling towards the hull of a nearby gunboat. The steel hatch was wide open, silent and still.

Descending the dimly lit, spiraling iron ladder, Qiao Jinfan stood frozen in place. Before him lay an extremely spacious cabin, completely sealed off, with extremely poor visibility.

A sliver of light shone through the skylight in the upper cabin, illuminating Ning Xin bound by shackles along the edge of the ship's wall. She appeared to be still unconscious, her face deathly pale. Several faint black wisps were visible around her. Before her lay a naked, burly man, his face bruised and blue, a gruesome sight.

A gust of wind whistled twice, then flew onto Ning Xin's shoulder, its mouth carrying a ripped piece from the young woman's cheongsam. Qiao Jinfan silently stepped forward, gently breaking a few of the shackles, and pulled her out of the cabin. His mind was filled with only four words: "Thank God!"

The Turkish Coast Guard arrived rapidly half an hour later. To Ethan's greatest relief, the girl who had been shot was not in mortal danger.

After simple first aid and bandaging, she was lifted onto an armed helicopter and taken directly to the Black Bridge Hospital, the closest hospital to the coastline. After some twists and turns, Ethan's yacht slowly returned to port, escorted by a formation of six destroyers.

The silver-haired Turkish admiral, though filled with suspicion regarding the infamous but now completely destroyed pirate organization, maintained a polite silence, simply ordering his men to burn the four gunboats.

Like Qiao Jinfan, Ning Xin, who had fainted from dehydration, awoke after a long IV drip. Upon seeing him, she rushed into his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

The fleet was about to enter the harbor. Ethan hurried through the cabin door, only to see Qiao Jinfan's slightly embarrassed expression towards the two women, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. After a moment's thought, he went back out and quietly ordered his crew to turn and sail away. The furious Turkish military left two destroyers to follow at a distance, while the admiral, his face grim, led the other ships back to port.

If it weren't for this foolish rich kid donating huge sums of money to the military every year, even if the sky were to fall, he wouldn't have to personally protect the emperor.

Inside the luxurious cabin, comparable to a palace, Qiao Jinfan rested his head on Ning Xin's lap, talking to her.

A dry cough came from inside, and Ethan, turning his back to the doorway, respectfully asked, "Master, are your two lovers alright?"

The two people in the room looked at each other. Ning Xin couldn't help but chuckle, covering her mouth and saying softly, "Brother, he called you Master, hehe!"

Qiao Jinfan was stunned. "I..."

Ethan strode closer, suddenly kneeling down, saying, "Almighty God above, I beg you to accept me as your disciple. Although I have countless riches, I can't even protect the women around me. I beg you, Ethan swears to serve Master for life."

Qiao Jinfan sat up, speechless, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

"You saved us, didn't you? Very good, I like it very much." In the vast dining room of the lower deck, Ning Xin spread out a clean white napkin, smiling radiantly.

Ethan's eyes darted around, and he immediately seized the opportunity: "You must be Master's wife, Manlisa, my darling Nelly, quickly take good care of Master's wife; Robert, has the dinner you prepared for that adorable eagle been ready?"

Under the deliberate care of this "prospective apprentice," everyone at the table was happy, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Meanwhile, the yacht's helmsman, who had witnessed the "adorable eagle's" "adorable performance" during the massacre, nervously placed a bowl of fresh veal on the table and fled the dining room as if escaping. Ji Feng, perched on Qiao Jinfan's shoulder, glanced down at the plate of beef, seemingly turning his head away in disdain.

"Master, please try this, Proven?al-style braised sea bream and shrimp. The chef on my ship is the best in the entire Mediterranean..."

Ethan glanced at Ning Xin with a mysterious expression and whispered, "Master, I have a question for you. Is this young lady your favorite?"

Ethan had been with countless women in his life and had already noticed that this beautiful woman had bright, clear eyes. He understood immediately and secretly gave a wink to the maid beside him.

"Tomato and lentil soup, very good! Traditional Mediterranean flavor." After the maid brought the soup, Ethan eagerly took the small bowl and ladled some for everyone.

The crushed tomatoes mixed in the thick soup had a slightly sweet and sour taste and melted in the mouth. Ning Xin liked it very much. Seeing that Qiao Jinfan only ate a few bites, she blushed and ladled some more for him.

“Master, most of the cabins on this ship have been entered by those pirates. The only clean one is the bedroom you were resting in. If you don’t mind, could you please squeeze in?” After dinner, Ethan said with a face full of shame, “It will all be cleaned tomorrow. I’m so sorry.”

Qiao Jinfan and his companion were very grateful for his kindness and thanked him repeatedly before leaving.

“Darling, what did you do to the soup? My God, could it be… could it be one of those things we ate last time?” In the dining room, a blonde girl covered her mouth in surprise.

Ethan remained silent, gritting his teeth for a long time before slumping down and saying, "I can't have such filthy thoughts. Although this master's wife is the most beautiful woman in the world, I absolutely cannot spy on her. No, I can't betray my master; he saved all of us."

In a daze, he picked up a bowl of sweet soup and took a couple of sips. Feeling something was amiss, he looked closely and sighed deeply, tossing the bowl aside and frowning. "What should we do now? Oh well, my darlings, we don't think we've ever been at the dining table..."

In the cabin, only Qiao Jinfan and Ning Xin were left alone. Qiao Jinfan was saying things to Ning Xin that made her blush, trying to cheer her up, when he suddenly heard a few soft breaths from Ning Xin. He assumed she hadn't fully recovered, but when he looked down, he was shocked.

"Xin'er, what's wrong?" Qiao Jinfan was extremely anxious, feeling the woman in his arms tighten her arms, her soft, cotton-like body gradually becoming hot as fire.

"Brother, hold Xin'er! Hold me!"

Ning Xin slowly raised her head, her face lightly rouged, speaking with extraordinary charm. Qiao Jinfan sensed something was amiss, yet couldn't quite put his finger on it. He immediately reached out and lifted her up, placing her on the bed.

The young girl seemed to understand matters between men and women, but in a daze, her heart pounding, her body weak and powerless. She wished Qiao Jinfan could hold her like this forever.

"Xin'er, you..." Qiao Jinfan was about to say something when his words abruptly stopped as two moist, soft lips gently covered his.

After a passionate kiss, a thin mist quietly rose in Ning Xin's cold, beautiful eyes, and she softly called out, "Husband!" Seeing her shy, languid expression, Qiao Jinfan felt both pity and love, and gently responded, his arms unconsciously encircling her slender waist...

The lights in the cabin quietly went out, and a warm, spring-like atmosphere flowed gently. Even in his normal state, Qiao Jinfan was no match for Ning Xin, let alone after taking a large amount of aphrodisiacs. The result was that she quickly succumbed, and the consequences were left for Ethan to bear…

Of course, don't misunderstand, Qiao Jinfan wouldn't have anything happen with Ethan even if he was masturbating. He simply found this guy who called him "master" but secretly gave him aphrodisiacs, and asked Ethan to find him some beautiful female models. After all, she had plenty of beautiful women in her wardrobe.

Ethan didn't think much of it and almost immediately agreed to Qiao Jinfan's request. In Ethan's eyes, women were nothing more than clothes, and his wardrobe was overflowing with clothes.

In a luxurious cabin, Qiao Jinfan opened the door and tiptoed quietly behind Deborah Silva. He blindfolded her with a black cloth, then gently pulled her hands behind her back and quickly tied them with a thin rope. She thought her lover was playing a joke on her and smiled, lowering her head.

Deborah Silva is a 14-year-old Brazilian model who gained immense attention after a set of her photos circulated online. With an ethereal face and sweet poses that straddle cuteness and sexiness, she's become the darling of many men. Of course, a large part of the reason Deborah Silva was able to board the Windsor Elf is her age.

Qiao Jinfan boldly pushed her down onto the table. Unexpectedly, Deborah Silva obediently accepted it all. She did not resist. He then grabbed her snow-white ankles and lifted Deborah Silva's feet off the ground, so that she was lying face up on the rectangular table.

Qiao Jinfan made Deborah Silva lie on the shorter side, with only her body supported by the table. Her head was hanging upside down on the edge of the table, looking up at the room, and her legs had to be stretched straight out in the air. The wall was just enough to support the heels of her high heels. Her hands, which were tied behind her back, supported her waist. Her whole body seemed to be arched up as if she was too excited. With her head tilted back, her full breasts were held high, and the buttons on her suit seemed to be unable to support the tight top.

Deborah Silva lay on the table in such an alluring pose that even the most innocent man would find it irresistible, let alone the lustful Qiao Jinfan. He naturally reached out and unbuttoned her tightly clasped top, revealing her high, firm breasts. The plain white undergarment further accentuated her innocence. Her hands, bound behind her back, acted like the central pillar of a tent, supporting her waist. Her full hips and shoulders rested on the edge of the table, creating a beautifully arched back that drew the eye.

Because Deborah Silva's hands were bound, Qiao Jinfan couldn't completely remove her top. He could only spread her light blue silk top on the table like a sheet. His hands could then easily reach behind her back to unhook the undergarment. The undergarment slid down to her shoulders, making her even more alluring than completely naked. The light blue outfit further emphasized Deborah Silva's celebrity status, further fueling Qiao Jinfan's boundless desire.

Both Qiao Jinfan and Deborah Silva were even more excited due to their nervousness. The soft light shone obliquely on their half-naked bodies reflected on the table, making Qiao Jinfan's blood boil.

Qiao Jinfan unbuckled Deborah Silva's belt, letting it fall to the ground with a crisp clang as the metal buckle struck the floor. He slowly savored the pleasure of undressing her in the room. Her light blue skirt and white panties were pressed against the table by her large buttocks, and it took Qiao Jinfan quite a bit of effort to remove them.

Since her lower body was already naked, Deborah Silva instinctively squeezed her legs together, revealing only her thick forest. Qiao Jinfan impatiently used both hands to pull one leg apart, then the other, spreading her legs into a V-shape. Her thighs and buttocks rested on the edge of the table, while her calves dangled on either side. Her full, round breasts rose like small hills before Qiao Jinfan's eyes, and Deborah Silva breathed heavily with excitement.

The rising and falling of her breasts attracted Qiao Jinfan, who reached out and grasped them, cupping her breasts from below and gently pressing upwards with his hands, caressing them.

Deborah Silva felt the man's touch, her breathing disrupted, rising and falling with the rhythm of his fingers. A tingling, blissful sensation caused her shyly closed secret garden to overflow with dew-like nectar, and she couldn't help but moan softly…

Qiao Jinfan moved one hand down from her breast, his fingers inserting into the dense thicket, slowly and gently stimulating the entire full mound. His palm gently cupped the mound, then rested on its slope, gently combing it open, revealing the delicate pink center. He slowly rubbed the tender petals, causing the flower to bloom, overflowing with thick nectar.

Qiao Jinfan slid his middle finger into the opening, scooping up the nectar, and smeared it on the flower, gently teasing and rubbing it back and forth with all five fingers.

Qiao Jinfan seemed to be playing a pipa, his hands working in perfect unison with skillful plucking and strumming. As he plucked her heartstrings, Deborah Silva's cries echoed, sometimes like a sudden downpour, sometimes like whispers, sometimes as delicate as pearls falling onto a jade plate, sometimes as melodious as a nightingale's song gliding through flowers, sometimes as soft as a spring flowing down a riverbank.

Finally, Qiao Jinfan's strings tightened, and with a rapid pluck, Deborah Silva's song, like a soprano in an opera, drew a long, drawn-out note, the pitch rising higher and higher until it reached its peak, leaving only the lingering resonance of the climax.

Qiao Jinfan's desire escalated infinitely. He thrust his hips forward, penetrating Deborah Silva's thick pubic hair, but not fully inside. He only used the tip to gently enter and rub, as if stirring something within her flower.

At this moment, Deborah Silva felt an intense itch at the tip, eagerly anticipating further penetration. However, Qiao Jinfan seemed to be toying with her, making no further move.

Gradually, this desire for deeper penetration swelled even more, and Deborah Silva finally became impatient, so she anxiously arched her back, actively moving closer to meet his thrusts.

Then, Qiao Jinfan's hands instead grasped Deborah Silva's slender waist and pressed against her thighs, perpendicular to her waist, sliding towards her most tender spot. Her juices flowed freely, and he slowly entered, trembling with intense anticipation. When he was halfway in, he slowly withdrew, teasing her.

Qiao Jinfan then used his lips as a means of expression, and Deborah Silva's kisses became even more passionate, leaving her weak and burning with desire.

Deborah Silva was completely lost in passion, her mind a blank, only able to follow her instincts. This wonderful feeling was guided by Qiao Jinfan; his hands created various exquisite sensations on different parts of her body, making her feel as if she were gliding on soft wings, soaring through the clouds. But the most wonderful feeling came from… a place that was already wet, dripping, and tingling…

Deborah Silva, in a daze, clung tightly to Qiao Jinfan, unconsciously pressing her body against him, rubbing her most sensitive parts against him. She found something hot and hard, something that made her panic, flustered, and both surprised and afraid.

Deborah Silva retreated in a daze, yet couldn't help but approach, rub, and thrust against him with her most sensitive parts, both worried and afraid. Finally, she steeled herself and thrust hard. She opened her mouth to scream, but tried her best to hold it back.

It was scalding hot, throbbing, tingling, and itchy—like all the seasonings in the kitchen had been spilled, a complex and indistinguishable mix of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty flavors; indistinguishable, indistinguishable, but in a word: "Awesome!"

Not quite enough, Deborah Silva, following her own instincts, pressed her body against her, rubbing and writhing with her most sensitive parts—it was undeniably wonderful.

Qiao Jinfan knew it was time; his anus contracted, and he thrust in, penetrating her completely.

At this moment, Deborah Silva saw stars, tears streaming down her face from the pain. Qiao Jinfan excitedly thrust in and out, the full penetration, the impact against her pubic bone, began to satisfy her initial expectations. Being completely united with a man made her sexually aroused, and she gradually felt an endless surge of pleasure, beginning to moan softly.

Qiao Jinfan also leaned forward, his hands becoming claws, pressing down on her high, firm breasts and working diligently. To make her even more aroused, he lifted her legs, thrusting at different angles. Although this allowed for deep penetration, the lack of physical intimacy prevented her from reaching orgasm. Watching Deborah Silva's lips parted as she moaned in ecstasy, her initial lust had been ignited by the man; it was time to truly tame this unruly wild horse.

Qiao Jinfan changed positions again, lowering Deborah Silva's raised legs to the same side, making her lie on her side on the table, her legs bent in front of her chest, and began to thrust sideways, constantly changing the position and angle of penetration, giving her unprecedented stimulation.

Finally, Qiao Jinfan lifted Deborah Silva's buttocks and climbed onto the table. They knelt high on the table, switching to a rear-entry position. Since Deborah Silva had initially been lying across the short side of the rectangular table, she wasn't long enough, so he held her waist with both hands and slowly adjusted her position until she was completely sprawled on the table like a puppy.

At this moment, Deborah Silva's rosy face was pressed against the table, her breasts flattened by the weight of her upper body, and her light blue top had been pulled down to her bound wrists.

Qiao Jinfan had heard that Western cowboys tamed wild horses using a method of force over force. First, the cowboy would mount the untamed horse, then use his skills to avoid being thrown off until the wild horse was exhausted and completely submissive. Qiao Jinfan intended to tame the voluptuous mare before him in the same way.

Qiao Jinfan completely lowered himself, lying prone on her back, holding the mare tightly to prevent her escape. His manhood, displaying masculinity, was deeply embedded in her, ensuring he wouldn't be thrown off.

The wild mare struggled to prop herself up, and Qiao Jinfan reached out to support her heavy, drooping breasts, stimulating her maternal instincts. Then, using the leverage, he grabbed her wrists and pulled her backward, leaving Deborah Silva suspended in a Z-shape on the table. The more she struggled, the closer and deeper their union became.

Finally, Deborah Silva's stubbornly raised body slumped down, her upper body lying face down on the table. Seeing her docilely lying there, Qiao Jinfan bent one of Deborah Silva's legs to support her weight, while he pulled the other leg open towards him, raising it high.

Qiao Jinfan simply grabbed Deborah Silva's raised leg and slowly but powerfully entered her, thrusting deep inside her. He repeatedly made piston-like movements, constantly shaking the raised leg to create a twisting effect, until the two were finally tightly intertwined.

Finally, Qiao Jinfan raised Deborah Silva's hips as high as possible, so that the angle of his erection perfectly matched the angle of her clitoris, allowing for deep penetration and natural stimulation.

Because of his sufficient length, volume, and hardness, the piston-like movements intertwined with up-and-down, left-and-right, and churning motions shook the entire area, causing Deborah Silva's body to tremble from the intense shock.

Deborah Silva's waist suddenly thrust forward, further pursuing the trembling peritoneal pleasure. Qiao Jinfan then placed one hand on her sensitive area, caressing it back and forth, left and right, or in circular motions.

Panting breaths escaped Deborah Silva's lips as she experienced the ecstatic pleasure, a feeling of ecstasy that made her teeter on the brink of life and death.

"I can't take it anymore..." Deborah Silva cried out ecstatically.

Qiao Jinfan quickened his thrusting, and Deborah Silva's head snapped back as she let out a cry, accompanied by a wanton moan. Then, both of them collapsed weakly onto the table, panting heavily from exhaustion.

The intense battle had left Deborah Silva, who had been half-naked, completely naked. Qiao Jinfan bent down, rubbing her smooth, forward-leaning back, and slowly withdrew. Because of her raised buttocks and downward-sloping back, all his semen had been injected into her body; not a drop had spilled.

"What beautiful breasts!" Qiao Jinfan gripped Deborah Silva's breasts in his hands, his nails digging into her flesh.

"No...no...please spare me!" Deborah Silva shook her head desperately, too weak to continue.

Qiao Jinfan lewdly chuckled, "Hehe, little beauty, you're so sensitive. Your body is even more sensitive after an orgasm, isn't it? Look, your breasts are fully erect!"

Deborah Silva took several sips of water, pleading, "Please don't touch my breasts..."

Qiao Jinfan's hands pinched her breasts and began to knead them, a groan escaping Deborah Silva's lips as a strong numbing sensation spread throughout her body.

While kissing Deborah Silva's neck, Qiao Jinfan thrust his penis forcefully between her legs...

Deborah Silva trembled and tried to pull away, but she was trapped, unable to retreat or shrink back. A burning pain shot through her swollen vulva, then was immediately replaced by another kind of fullness, a scalding heat, a fullness she had never experienced before, seemingly filling her entire being, soothing away all her suffering!

She felt a sharp sword pierce her flesh, struggling and thrashing her hips, while Qiao Jinfan reached out and embraced her high, firm breasts, finally managing to mount the wild bull.

Deborah Silva felt as if her body had been pierced through; her legs kicked rapidly downwards again, even her toes pointing downwards, her body bouncing high into the air before plummeting down like a free fall.

Qiao Jinfan stabbed her again and again like a sharp sword. Deborah Silva was shocked by the strength in his lower body. Due to her training in dance, yoga, and catwalk, she had a precise sensitivity to force, and she was certain she couldn't do it herself, thus deeply admiring him. It

was too intense… Deborah Silva felt the sword forcefully pierce her body as she fell, then suddenly she was held back, her pubic bones colliding, producing a sweet pleasure. Then her body was thrown into the air, and the current of pleasure shot straight to the top of her head.

Qiao Jinfan shouted with joy, while Deborah Silva tilted her head back, revealing her snow-white throat, which trembled incessantly. He lowered his head and sealed her open lips, sucking on her tongue. Their tongues intertwined, and they even swallowed each other's saliva. Meanwhile, the intense intercourse continued with the rise and fall of her beautiful body.

"Wow... I can't take it anymore!" Qiao Jinfan cried out as if he were in a frenzy.

Ah! How could this be? How could such a powerful impact last so long? It was too strong, and her strength was rapidly draining away. Deborah Silva worried that if she relaxed even slightly, she might faint... Deborah Silva's

reaction was even stronger. Such intense thrusting and riding, such surging waves crashing against the shore, she was already panicked and disoriented, only able to drift with the current, tossed up and falling.

She struggled helplessly, groaning and moaning, her whole body aching and numb all the way up her spine, gathering and sliding down it until the unbearable ache reached her coccyx, finally becoming a surging wave that burst through her vagina and rushed down!

Qiao Jinfan excitedly stroked her thighs, his other hand kneading her breasts. Her hot, peach-like opening began to writhe beautifully again, the tender flesh inside starting to entwine.

Deborah Silva instinctively lifted her buttocks, allowing Qiao Jinfan to thrust up and down, while he constantly changed angles and rotated, the strange angle of penetration twisting and bringing intense, erotic pleasure. A constant pressure rose from her, her whole body almost melting, waves of overwhelming pleasure surging from her lower abdomen, and her nectar overflowing.

Qiao Jinfan thrust forcefully, and Deborah Silva reacted with extreme sensitivity. He closed his eyes in ecstasy, launching a series of fierce attacks.

Deborah Silva emitted a sound that was neither a cry nor a gasp, coordinating with Qiao Jinfan's thrusts. Her alluring buttocks swayed, the mucous membranes of her vagina tightly enveloping her, drawing her in forcefully. He roared and began to ejaculate violently.

When Deborah Silva felt the ejaculation at her cervix, she instantly reached the peak of orgasm, losing all strength to breathe, as if in a daze before death.

When Qiao Jinfan withdrew his shrunken weapon, Deborah Silva's brow remained limp, her snow-white body slumped on the table.

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