Chapter 196 of Ten Scenery Satin

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Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Xiang Yang was particularly aroused during their passionate lovemaking. He thrust violently into Zhao Wanyan's beautiful legs, the sounds of his penis entering and exiting filling the air. Zhao Wanyan, blushing, gripped the sheets tightly, but couldn't maintain her balance. She was thrown back and forth by Xiang Yang's thrusts, her breasts swinging wildly, milk spilling all over the bed.

After dozens of thrusts, Xiang Yang changed positions, lowering her legs and lifting the panting Zhao Wanyan into his arms. They sat facing each other, Zhao Wanyan's legs straddling his, their bodies tightly joined. Xiang Yang tightened his grip on her slender waist and thrust forcefully. Zhao Wanyan cried out, her voice trembling, the thrust reaching her very core. Waves of love juice flowed from her tender vulva.

Xiang Yang freed one hand to caress Zhao Wanyan's breasts, his fingers gently pinching her nipples, collecting a considerable amount of milk.

Zhao Wanyan's eyes were brimming with shyness. She shook her head frantically, panting, "No, no..."

But despite her cries, her body reacted differently. The muscles between her thighs clenched tightly, and her tender inner walls sucked on his penis, allowing Xiang Yang to thrust into her core again and again. Enjoying the soft, supple female body was truly indescribable.

After countless thrusts, Zhao Wanyan was already in a daze, her mouth filled with soft moans, her face flushed. She clung to Xiang Yang's neck, her slender body trembling violently under the thrusting of his penis. Her full breasts pressed against Xiang Yang's body, constantly being squeezed and deformed, milk flowing all over their bodies. This unexpectedly added a lubricating effect. Whenever Xiang Yang thrust too hard, Zhao Wanyan would lean back, her breasts jiggling slippery, making Xiang Yang dizzy and excited, and he moved even more vigorously.

Zhao Wanyan, being physically weak, began to moan and groan after being subjected to Xiang Yang's forceful thrusts. Her mind was in a daze as she approached her climax. Xiang Yang suddenly felt her lower body tighten repeatedly, and a surge of pleasure overwhelmed him. He couldn't help but release his semen, a hot stream shooting out. He then pressed Zhao Wanyan down, leaning forward to

passionately kiss her cherry lips. Even with Xiang Yang pinning her down, Zhao Wanyan's body still throbbed like a fish, making rapid, nasal sounds as she returned his kisses. At the same time, her hands gripped Xiang Yang's back, her waist trembling slightly. A series of "plop plop" sounds came from her lower body; her crotch was soaked with a mixture of semen, vaginal fluid, sweat, and breast milk, leaving a sticky puddle on the bed.

Xiang Yang propped himself up and slowly withdrew from Zhao Wanyan's beautiful body. His penis was covered in a thick, white fluid. As he pulled out, several thin strands stretched from her tender opening. He snapped them, the upper half slowly rising, the lower half sticking to Zhao Wanyan's pink abdomen. Zhao Wanyan collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily, her expression still dazed. She mumbled, "Brother Xiang... Brother Xiang..."

Xiang Yang looked at Zhao Wanyan's dazed and intoxicated state, and then at her body covered in fluid, her skin glowing with a lustful sheen. His arousal returned, and the desire he had just satisfied reignited. He brought his penis to Zhao Wanyan's lips, pressing her head closer. Zhao Wanyan looked at his now limp penis, a blush creeping across her face. She parted her lips slightly and kissed it, gently licking the fluid with her tongue, her actions like those of a docile kitten.

Receiving such tender care from his lover, Xiang Yang's blood boiled again, and his lower body quickly regained its strength, becoming hard once more. He stroked Zhao Wanyan's head, thrusting his hips forward, and shoved his large penis into her mouth.

Zhao Wanyan squinted, seemingly unable to bear it, and reluctantly took the penis into her mouth, her face flushed, moaning a few times, a trickle of saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Xiang Yang thrust a few times in her mouth, feeling a surge of energy, his lower body reaching its peak. Not content with this, he quickly withdrew his wet penis, laughing, "Wanyan, let's do it again." Zhao Wanyan pursed her lips, breathing softly, and nodded shyly.

Immediately, Xiang Yang flipped her over, cupping her full buttocks, and penetrated her from behind. Zhao Wanyan knelt on the bed, her upper body already prone, her breasts pressed against the bed, moving with Xiang Yang's thrusts, slowly staining the surrounding sheets with moisture.

This time, Xiang Yang was even more aggressive, his penis thrusting forcefully, plunging left and right into Zhao Wanyan's wet and narrow vagina, each thrust causing her juices to splatter everywhere. After dozens of thrusts, Zhao Wanyan was already panting heavily: "Slower, slower... ah, ah..."

Xiang Yang laughed: "Okay, slower then." The withdrawal was slower, but the thrusting became faster, a slow and fierce combination that made Zhao Wanyan's cheeks flush even more, and she cried out in pleasure, leaving no room for restraint.

Before long, Xiang Yang changed positions again, lying down himself and letting Zhao Wanyan straddle him, in an upside-down position. Zhao Wanyan's hair was disheveled, her lips were exhaling fragrant breaths, she was already weak and powerless from being fucked, sitting on Xiang Yang, looking delicate and about to collapse, her hands supporting her chest, panting softly.

Xiang Yang arched his upper body slightly, grabbed her waist, and started to position her. Zhao Wanyan bit her lower lip, swayed her body a few times, and then revealed a look of intoxication, gazing at Xiang Yang with a hazy expression. She began to move her hips.

Her full breasts swayed incessantly, milk and sweat raining down, her private parts engulfing the large penis, each thrust reaching its hilt. Not only did Xiang Yang experience great pleasure, but Zhao Wanyan herself cried out softly, her face filled with ecstasy.

After a while of this intense activity, Zhao Wanyan was once again on the verge of climax, twisting her slender waist and moaning, "I...I can't take it anymore...Brother Xiang, come quickly...ah, ya..."

Xiang Yang, however, had already ejaculated greatly earlier and was now holding back his ejaculation, not yet feeling the urge to ejaculate again. He simply smiled, letting her move wildly, his hands playing with her breasts. Zhao Wanyan felt that the penis inside her was not about to ejaculate, fearing that Xiang Yang was not yet satisfied. She gritted her teeth and endured, her whole body burning with heat, trying her best to resist and not lose control.

Xiang Yang noticed the muscles in her tender orifice contracting rapidly, making a soft, sizzling sound. Seeing Zhao Wanyan's unbearable expression, he laughed and said, "Wanyan, give it your all!" Zhao Wanyan shook her head wildly, her hair flying everywhere, crying out as if she were about to cry, "I...really...ah...you...ah..." After a while of incoherent cries, her body was extremely aroused, and she could no longer hold back. Suddenly, she lay on top of Xiang Yang, offering her entire delicate body to him, twisting with all her might, and crying out in shame, "Brother Xiang, come quickly...I, I really can't take it anymore!I,ah..."

Amidst her moans, Zhao Wanyan collapsed on top of Xiang Yang, unable to withstand the impact of his penis, and finally came. Her soft body continued to writhe, pressed against Xiang Yang, and she moaned repeatedly. Seeing her ecstatic expression and feeling the intense friction against his lower body, Xiang Yang felt a surge of intense pleasure. He tightly embraced Zhao Wanyan and ejaculated again, his small, sweet orifice overflowing once more…

After several passionate encounters, Zhao Wanyan drifted into a deep sleep. Xiang Yang gently stroked his lover's skin, tucked her in, and gazed at her sweet face, his heart filled with tenderness.

Suddenly, the little white tiger leaped into the room through the window, growling urgently. Xiang Yang was startled, thinking, "What? Has something happened outside?" He put on his robe, patted the little white tiger's head, and said, "Stay with Wanyan, I'll go check." With a slight movement, he nimbly leaped out of the window.

Outside was the Bai family courtyard. In the darkness, the shadows of the trees were deep. A figure stood among the trees on the west side of the courtyard, slowly walking towards Xiang Yang. His steps were imbued with profound inner strength, clearly indicating an extraordinary master. The night was dark, and Xiang Yang couldn't make out the man's face. He remained calm and stood still, waiting for his chance.

As the man approached, Xiang Yang saw his features clearly: a Taoist robe, a long, flowing beard, and a solemn expression. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Lu Daoren, who had come alone.

Xiang Yang's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "It's been so long since I've seen Lu Daoren; he's actually come here!" Knowing the man must be looking for Zhao Wanyan, he didn't hesitate. He took a few steps forward, his inner energy surging. Though he appeared calm and collected, he subtly activated the supreme mental technique of "Universal Divine Power," ready to fight at any moment.

Sure enough, Lu Daoren stopped. His first question was, "Xiang Yang, is our princess here?" Xiang Yang replied, "Yes!" Lu Daoren's expression softened slightly. He asked, "How is the princess?" Xiang Yang replied, "Very well."

Under the cover of night, the two faced each other at a distance, the atmosphere heavy. Suddenly, Lu Daoren drew his sword, and with a flourish of his swordplay, the "Heavenly Gang Demon-Subduing Sword" struck with divine power, launching a 13-hit combo against Xiang Yang in an instant. Xiang Yang's eyes were sharp, anticipating the approaching sword, and he either moved or turned, dodging all of Lu Daoren's fierce attacks. At the same time, he countered, his right palm wielding the "Swift Thunder Moves All Things," its speed like a thousand palm shadows. Lu Daoren's left hand circled, unleashing a barrage of palm strikes to meet the thunderous palms, the force of the blows causing Lu Daoren's robes to billow.

Before the "Swift Thunder Moves All Things" technique was finished, Xiang Yang's left palm had already gathered its full power, unleashing a thunderous and awe-inspiring strike—the powerful move of "Thunder Chariot Rushing Along the Tracks." A white mist flashed across Lu Daoren's face as he suddenly unleashed the "Three Pure Ones Returning to Origin True Technique," abruptly sheathing his sword and converging his palms together, gathering a profound and powerful force to break through the "Thunder Chariot Rushing Tracks."

However, Xiang Yang's palm strike was no ordinary attack; the Nine Thunder Palm, having reached the "Heavenly Thunder Without Delusion" realm, possessed power far beyond what was once considered ordinary. Lu Daoren fought cautiously, yet he still couldn't completely dissipate the force of Xiang Yang's palm strike, only managing to withstand eighty percent of its power. He was forced to retreat several steps, his body trembling violently. Clearly, Xiang Yang's skill at this moment was enough to suppress his former formidable enemy, Lu Daoren.

Despite being at a disadvantage, Lu Daoren showed no worry on his face; instead, he nodded slightly, appearing quite satisfied. But then he heard him say, "I heard you defeated Long Yuqing single-handedly; it's true what they say." Xiang Yang replied, "Being able to defeat Long Yuqing doesn't necessarily mean I can defeat you."

Lu Daoren shook his head slightly and said calmly, "Long Yuqing's martial arts are superior to mine; I know that perfectly well. Xiang Yang, now that you have this skill, you should be able to protect the princess and ensure she is never bullied. I hope you will never harbor any disloyalty and will treat the princess well. I'll take my leave now."

Xiang Yang was quite taken aback and said, "What did you say? Didn't you come to take Wanyan back?" Lu Daoren said, "The Prince and the Imperial Mausoleum Sect launched a joint rebellion, but now that it has failed, the lives of everyone in the Prince's mansion are in danger. How could I possibly take the princess back?"

Xiang Yang already knew about the cooperation between Prince Jingwei and Long Yuqing. Hearing Lu Daoren's words, he couldn't help but ask, "So, you're not here to make things difficult for me today. But if you don't take Wanyan back to Zhao Tingrui, wouldn't that be a dereliction of duty?"

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