The Daughters of Tianyu's Enchanting Peach Blossom Pool - Chapter Fifty-Four: The Black Hole with Immense Suction

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Yang Xiaofeng's bright eyes met Mo Xiaomu's eyes as she grabbed his hand and said, "Come home with me."
"What are you doing?"
Mo Xiaomu tried to shake him off, but failed.
"Eat cow testicles! They were already stewed when we arrived, so they're probably stewed until they're perfectly cooked by now, just the right time to eat them."
"I'm not going, and I'm not eating."
Why?
"For no reason, I just don't want to go, and I don't want to eat."
Yang Xiaofeng remained silent, but held onto Mo Xiaomu's hand tightly. A trace of sadness and sorrow, or perhaps even pleading, flashed in her eyes. Mo Xiaomu immediately sensed this look and his heart softened. Feeling a little uneasy, Mo Xiaomu shifted his body slightly.
Yang Xiaofeng said, "Let's go."
The pleading tone in his eyes intensified.
An adult begged a child to come to his house, offering to eat something delicious, which Mo Xiaomu couldn't bear to refuse.
He was going, but he still firmly decided in his heart that he wouldn't eat cow eggs even if he went, and he also wanted to ask her why she was messing around with other people. He felt uncomfortable keeping this question to himself, and he would only feel at ease if he asked her face to face.
He thought that if Yang Xiaofeng could give him a reason for messing around with other people, he might not forgive her, nor would he necessarily be intimate with her again. He wouldn't even bother walking or talking with her, but he would feel a little better. He even longed for Yang Xiaofeng's explanation.
Yang Xiaofeng held his hand tightly. Mo Xiaomu tilted his bottom slightly, and Yang Xiaofeng pulled him up with a forceful tug. Mo Xiaomu stood up and followed her. However, the two remained silent the whole way, neither of them saying a word.
As Mo Xiaomu walked into Yang Xiaofeng's courtyard, he smelled a strong aroma of meat, which made his stomach rumble with hunger. Mo Xiaomu thought to himself, "I must persevere. I absolutely cannot let the sight of Niu Dan make me lose my mind. This is a matter of principle."
Once inside, Yang Xiaofeng pressed him down on a stool and went to the kitchen. She returned a moment later with a large, rough porcelain bowl containing a huge cow's testicle, steaming slightly, and placed it in front of Mo Xiaomu.
"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."
I won't eat your food!
Mo Xiaomu swallowed hard. "Eating unclean things will make you sick."
"It's very clean. I've washed it several times."
"No matter how much you wash it, it's still not clean; it didn't come from clean."
Yang Xiaofeng, who hadn't understood Mo Xiaomu's meaning before, suddenly realized what he meant. Her face darkened slightly, she frowned, and after a moment of contemplation, she said, "You don't think Niu Dan is dirty, you think I'm dirty, right?"
“I didn’t say that, you said it yourself.”
Yang Xiaofeng sighed softly, not bothering to argue with him, and went back to the kitchen. Mo Xiaomu heard the knife clattering against the cutting board. A moment later, Yang Xiaofeng returned, carrying an enamel plate filled with half a plate of translucent slices of meat. Mo Xiaomu knew that it was ox penis served cold with seasonings.
"There's only a little bit left. I've been saving it for you for a long time, waiting for you to come and eat it."
Yang Xiaofeng placed the plate in front of Mo Xiaomu and watched him, waiting for him to pick up his chopsticks.
Mo Xiaomu remained motionless.
"Eat."
"I'm not eating it, you eat it yourself!"
Mo Xiaomu was afraid she would try to persuade him again. He thought that if she did, he would get up and leave. Coming to her house was already giving her face, and he absolutely couldn't let her tempt him with food and make him lose his principles again. But to his surprise, Yang Xiaofeng didn't try to persuade him again. Instead, she moved her stool next to him and sat down close to him. Seeing his wooden-like silly look, she actually chuckled and reached out to pull him into her arms.
Mo Xiaomu hadn't expected her to do this. He tried to struggle but his body was weak and powerless. Yang Xiaofeng's soft flesh was like a black hole with a huge suction force, making it impossible for him not to throw himself into it. When Yang Xiaofeng held him in her arms, half of his face was resting on her large, soft breasts, and he couldn't pull his head away anymore.

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