[Fantasy] The Slave Wife Wants to Turn the Tables (Complete) - Part 2

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Chapter 008 Nighttime Romance (Part 1)

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The Himalayas crashed heavily onto Luo Zhu's head, leaving her dizzy and frozen stiff.

Only then did she tremble as she recalled the unique and passionate customs of this high plateau. A woman's acceptance of a man's advances didn't mean dating; it meant allowing him to enter her bed and conceive. Only after successful conception would the couple formally marry.

Zaxi Langcuo wasn't a lecherous man with ill intentions; he was simply following ancient customs, entering her bed to make love and conceive. And if she wanted to marry a man here, she had to first become pregnant.

"I...I..." she stammered, her pale cheeks burning. She struggled to shake off his hand, wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, and curled up, crawling further into the bed. I...I'm scared! I'm so ashamed!

In today's information-rich society, understanding matters of sex is incredibly easy. Leaving aside adult films and books, she had watched live sex shows starring her parents more than once. The key issue is that fully understanding something is one thing, but actually experiencing it is another. She was afraid of getting sick, afraid of getting pregnant, afraid of miscarriage, and afraid of the pain of a woman's first time. In short, for twenty years, she had protected herself meticulously. Now, suddenly, she was asked to sleep with... with a man. Although she knew this man well, knew that his character and abilities were outstanding, and knew that he was her fiancé, she... she was still afraid!

Her whole body felt like countless tiny caterpillars were crawling on it, prickly and uncomfortable. Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't wait to rush out of the house and get away from the dangerous man with abnormally high testosterone levels beside her.

Tashi Langtso clenched his empty hands, smiled at Luo Zhu, flipped onto the bed, and pulled her into his arms, pressing her down beneath him.

"Ah—" Luo Zhu's taut nerves caused her to scream incoherently, her limbs thrashing and struggling beneath the man.

His rough, dark hands easily seized her flailing wrists, pressing them firmly above her head. His strong, tall body completely covered her slender frame, his powerful legs like chains, locking her in place, rendering her completely immobile.

"Let me go! Let me go! I won't marry you! I won't marry you!" Luo Zhu screamed terrifiedly at Zaxi Langcuo.

Zaxi Langcuo wasn't displeased by her refusal and change of heart; on the contrary, seeing her panicked, frightened, and utterly ashamed appearance filled him with a strange joy.

"Luo Zhu, I'm the first man to get close to you, aren't I?" He hadn't slept with women often, and those encounters were always consensual nighttime games. But he understood women's reactions quite well; his fairy was clearly a pure and innocent virgin. Only a flawless virgin who has never loved or experienced a man would have such a shy and fearful expression, struggling and resisting beneath him.

"Yes, yes! Let me go!" Luo Zhu's face flushed red, a mixture of shame, anger, and suppressed urges. Her chest felt like it was about to suffocate under the pressure; this damned man was as heavy as an ox! His usually handsome and upright face now looked like a creepy old man. Nonsense, men are all driven by their lower bodies!

"I'm not stupid, how could I let go of a fairy I've fallen into my grasp?" Tashi Langtso chuckled softly, his hot lips gently brushing against her flushed face. "Don't be afraid, I'll be very gentle." With the last syllable, he had already captured Luo Zhu's round, delicate lips in his mouth.

"Mmm..." Luo Zhu was forced to endure his passionate and fierce kiss. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Faced with a second, skillfully passionate kiss, her resistance crumbled in just a few seconds, her stiff body gradually softening into cotton.

When Tashi Langtso released her, a hazy, dreamy light had already appeared in her pure eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, and her rounded lips were a vibrant red. The curve of her upper lip was even more pronounced, like a flower inviting one to taste it, shimmering with a crystalline luster, both alluring and irresistible, making one want to pounce and ravage it.

He pressed down on her, gazing at her quietly and tenderly, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.

"You...you're so good at kissing..." Even as a novice, Luo Zhu sensed from her female instincts that this man, a year younger than her, seemed to possess a skillful technique, not as innocent and naive as he appeared, and a hint of jealousy and displeasure welled up in her heart.

Tashi Langtso's bright, fiery eyes flickered, and he released her wrists, rolling off her. He forcefully pulled back the blanket wrapped around her, his strong body squeezing inside. He hugged her tightly and said softly, "That's because I haven't met a fairy who can stir my heart, so I've been lonely, seeking pleasure with other women in nighttime games."

How straightforward! How frank! Indeed, here, men and women who haven't been engaged can have a one-night stand if they see eye to eye and feel the urge. They aren't looked down upon; they call it a nighttime game. If a woman gets pregnant during a nighttime game, she becomes the most sought-after woman after giving birth. In the past six months, she had received several hints from young men about nighttime games, but she hadn't dared to accept any of them. Luo Zhu was speechless, unsure what to say. What a damn awful, stifling local custom! She couldn't even find a chance to scold her fiancé for his philandering.

“But now I’ve found my fairy, and these arms will only embrace my fairy from now on. I dedicate my body and soul to my fairy, and will only have children with my fairy for the rest of my life.”

The passionate declarations followed one after another, leaving Luo Zhu dizzy with heat. Even though she didn’t love the man embracing her, she couldn’t stop the sudden

flutter in her heart. “I…I…I’m still afraid.” She finally couldn’t resist any longer, clutching Zaxi Langcuo’s robe with both hands, gritting her teeth and stammering, unable to stop the blush on her face and the awkwardness in her heart. She paused, then stammered intermittently, “We…we can…sleep together…for a while, until I…when I get used to it…then…” She couldn’t finish her sentence; it was too embarrassing!

Her small face, half-hidden in her chest, was now more vibrant than the clouds on the horizon, her thick, curled eyelashes fluttering like two butterflies, her flower-like red lips pursing and opening, opening and pursing again, seemingly very troubled. He had never seen a woman so shy and afraid in matters of love.

Chapter 009 Nighttime Romance (Part Two, Spicy)

Girl Boba was naturally passionate and bold; even a flawless virgin wouldn't be as shy and afraid as his fairy. Like a timid lamb, a frightened deer, she was incredibly endearing. Hehe, shy fairy from out of town, my heartstrings will only ever be plucked for you.

"Okay, let's sleep together for a while first," Tashi Langtso said, going along with her wishes. As she happily raised her head, he seized the opportunity to kiss her lips, whispering softly as they lingered, "But tonight I want to properly caress my fairy, to let every inch of her skin get used to my touch, to imprint my love on it."

"Mmm...no...mmm..." Her lips were kissed, and her body was imprisoned by a strong arm. Unable to move, Luo Zhu clearly felt a hot, rough hand slip into her bathrobe. Damn it, she was practically naked inside the bathrobe, wearing only a pair of panties.

Tashi Langtso licked his beloved woman's lips, his large hand quietly pulling open the belt of her bathrobe. His rough palm covered her slender, soft waist, slowly caressing it, gradually expanding its range, sliding across her entire slender back, each touch igniting a burning sensation with a subtle sting.

Luo Zhu, who had never been touched by anyone other than herself, trembled slightly in the man's arms.

A strong, fiery masculine scent, tinged with a faint musky aroma, enveloped her completely. The rough, large hands sliding across her back and waist brought a warm, satisfying comfort. Having lacked parental embraces throughout her childhood, she suffered from a severe subconscious skin hunger. Her mind was consciously aware that she should resist such erotic, provocative caresses, yet her body yielded submissively. A soft, feline moan escaped her delicate throat, yearning for more touch. Still relying on her hands? How could that possibly be pleasurable? [Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's genitals, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions, closely mimicking female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

] "Such a passionate and pure body." Hearing her soft, pleasurable moan, Tashi Langtso's chest softened. His bright eyes darkened, radiating tender love.

He nibbled tenderly at her parted lips, his rough tongue tracing and licking their softness. When his beloved fairy couldn't resist protruding her tongue for comfort, he suddenly entwined it with his. Their tongues, like two lively little snakes, intertwined and played outside her lips, dripping with clear saliva. His large hands never stopped caressing her, lingering on her nape, shoulders, back, waist, and buttocks, exploring one sensitive spot after another.

His fairy had a slender, delicate frame and smooth, soft skin. She appeared slim in her robes, but without them, her body was voluptuous and rounded, full of vitality and elasticity, a stark contrast to her small, lovely face and graceful neck. Once he held her in his arms, the exquisite sensations were utterly addictive.

His tongue glided across Luo Zhu's cheek, his full, hot, and rugged lips gently nibbling her earlobe. A low murmur, tender yet alluring, whispered, "My fairy, do you like my touch?" His rough, long hands circled her small, fleshy tailbone, occasionally sliding down to her firm, pert buttocks.

His hot breath tickled her ear, his burning lips and tongue licking and sucking, while his large, hot hands caressed and kneaded her back. Luo Zhu's eyes glazed over without her realizing it; the coldness seemed to leave her, replaced by a surge of heat mixed with a tingling current coursing through her body, burning away her initial resistance.

"I...I like it, more," she replied shyly, succumbing to his insatiable thirst for skin and the comforting warmth.

Tashi Langtso loosened his grip on her arms, gently shifting her body. His large hands slid diagonally upwards from her waist and hips, heavily covering her high, snowy breasts.

"Ah—no!" Luo Zhu cried out softly, her body reflexively shrinking back, but Tashi Langtso's arms around her back blocked her movement. One of her breasts fell helplessly into the man's large hands, being kneaded and squeezed like dough.

"You...you..." An indescribable sensation came from the man's kneading of her breasts, and deep down, she didn't want to resist, only wanting to continue being kneaded like this. Realizing her inner desire, her face suddenly erupted like a volcano, an overwhelming shyness mixed with a trace of panic quickly engulfing her body. Her fair skin was instantly covered with a beautiful flush, even her small earlobes were not spared.

“My fairy, your breasts are as high and alluring as the snow-capped mountains of Mount Gelagang, making me intoxicated and prostrate.” Tashi Langtso praised sincerely in her flushed ear with heavy, disordered breath, his thumb pressing and gently rubbing the delicate pink nipples.

“Mmm…mmm…” The unprecedented stimulation pierced through Luozhu’s body like a barrage of sharp arrows, and she let out unconscious moans. Her nipples almost immediately perked up, and her receding chest unconsciously pushed against the man’s hands.

Tashi Langtso chuckled softly, his fingers pinching the erect nipples, skillfully kneading, scraping, swirling and pressing them. He suppressed his surging desire, greedily watching the snow-white, pure fairy lose herself in the unprecedented passion. In her shy eyes, on her face misty with desire, was a contradiction of infatuation and fear, enjoyment and resistance, making him wish he could transform into a beast and devour her whole.

"Do you like it? My fairy, do you like me caressing you like this? If you like it, I will caress you more passionately and gently." He kept repeating seductive words in her ear, coaxing her to moan with pleasure again and again, coaxing her to offer her snow-white, high breasts to him for his affection.

"I like it... um... I like it... I like it so much..." Luo Zhu murmured her most honest feelings in a daze, her soft body gradually being controlled by desire, letting him do as he pleased.

Peeling off the soft robe of unknown material from his beloved woman's body, by the dim light of the bedside lamp, Zaxi Langcuo watched as her full, rosy breasts changed shape in his rough, dark palms, the delicate pink tips being kneaded and rubbed into a bewitching rosy red, standing erect and charming, the sweet scent of tea and milk quietly spreading from the woman's chest and skin, eroding the man's steely will.

"Mmm...I want...mmm..." Luo Zhu moaned, pressing herself against the man, feeling as if her whole body was engulfed in a furnace, an unbearable heat coursing through her. Her breasts swelled and became heavy under the man's kneading. Her nipples hardened, and even a slight pinch or knead from the man's rough fingers would send out a strange, tingling, and stinging electric current. Her remaining rationality was somewhat afraid of this feeling, but her body was extremely greedy, uncontrollably wanting more. Her lower abdomen was warm, and her lower body was also warm; in the soft comfort, there seemed to be a strange emptiness and longing.

Chapter 010 Nighttime Romance (Part 3, Spicy)

Zaxi Langcuo's desire was aroused by the soft body rubbing against him. His focused gaze swept over her fiery red cheeks, her upturned red lips, her mesmerizing and alluring eyes, his mouth was dry, and his prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down. This was the fairy he had dreamed of for half a year, now finally lying naked in his arms, coquettishly begging for his love.

"My fairy is so beautiful. I will give her to you, I will give her to you," he murmured to himself, grasping one breast, his large hand squeezing upwards, forcing the red nipple at the tip to stand even more erect. Unable to resist the allure, he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sucked hard. His lips worked tirelessly, swallowing the soft, tender flesh. So fragrant, so soft, so tender, so sweet, more delicious than any woman's breast.

"Ah—" Luo Zhu cried out, a strong tingling and sharp pain shooting out from the suckling nipple, impacting every corner of her body. Her body trembled and stiffened, her hands suddenly grabbing the man's head buried in her chest, her slender fingers digging into her thick hair and pulling at it.

Tashi Langtso's rough, resilient tongue swirled and licked the firm, tender nipples, his hard teeth biting and nibbling at the flesh with varying pressure. He caressed his beloved fairy's breasts with his lips, tongue, and hands, offering his most fervent love to these sacred snow-capped peaks that nurtured life.

Moans lingered in his ears, soft as white clouds, tender as flowers, sweet as honey, and melodious as a golden bird, enveloping him in layers and wisps. If his fairy asked, he would unhesitatingly offer everything, including his life and soul. Oh, god of all things, he was willing to abandon reincarnation and forever be intoxicated in his fairy's embrace.

Luo Zhu was overwhelmed by the intense yet tender caresses on her chest, her mind hazy, her bones tingling. She arched her chest, tilted her chin slightly, and moaned softly, one leg instinctively wrapping around the man's strong waist. She didn't know what else she wanted, but instinctively she raised her lower body to rub against the man's.

Sensing her change, Tashi Langtso casually placed one of his long legs between hers, continuing to kiss and lick her beautiful breasts, while one hand slid down her flat chest and abdomen to between her open, tender legs.

The fairy wore a small, thin pair of pants, the soft crotch already soaked with fragrant nectar. His fingers pressed hard against her vulva through the thin fabric, and in the blink of an eye, a stream of hot liquid flowed from his fingertips. His fingers continued to press, invading deeper with the damp fabric, rotating and kneading. His thumb, however, gripped the tip of her vulva, teasing the hidden, tender, and passionate clitoris through her pants.

"Ah... ah ah..."

Accompanied by pleasurable moans, the fairy in his arms trembled incessantly, her legs draped over his waist rubbing against him even more tenderly. Streams of warm nectar seeped out, soaking his trousers and wetting his entire palm, dripping down his sides. The fragrant scent of their love fluid filled the small mud-brick house, sweeter and more intoxicating than the finest wine. A

fiery current surged from his lower body, burning all the way to his toes, searing every nerve. An indescribable tingling pleasure rose from the man's ravaging hands, layer upon layer, accumulating and intensifying. Luo Zhu's moans grew louder, her panting more rapid, her trembling body tensing more and more, feeling as if she were about to reach her peak, about to be overwhelmed by some kind of mad wave, her heart filled with extreme anticipation, yet also with nervous fear.

"Lang Cuo... Lang Cuo..." she cried out helplessly, her voice filled with the allure of desire and a low sob.

“Don’t be afraid, my fairy.” Tashi Langtso released her breasts, which were covered in teeth marks, and pecked at her soft chest and up her long, slender neck, leaving behind a series of lascivious rose-shaped kisses. “I will give you pleasure, let you fly in the sky like a bird.” He held the skin of her throat in his mouth, sucking and biting it gently. His nimble fingers slipped through the gap in her wet panties, parting the soft petals and accurately finding the delicate clitoris. Removing the barrier of the damp cloth, his rough fingertips directly grasped the hidden and tender clitoris, rubbing, swirling, pulling, and plucking it somewhat roughly.

The wanton defilement brought Luo Zhu some pain, but the pain was mixed with an even stronger and more terrifying stimulation. Almost instantly, she let out a whimper, her toes curling, her flower path convulsing with intense pleasure, gushing forth thick, sticky nectar. Her tense body was suddenly tossed to the clouds by overwhelming pleasure, floating lightly in the man's arms like a pool of spring water, convulsing incessantly.

Tashi Langtso continued to play with her engorged, sensitive clitoris, letting her oscillate and sink in waves of orgasm. His thick, long middle finger pressed against her opening, gently inserting a small section of its pad, feeling the intense, spasmodic sucking inside. The sucking, like a baby's mouth, and the tender, warm tightness filled him with unparalleled ecstasy. His desire swelled to the point of bursting, a frantic urge to rush into her flower path and ride her. But the man from Boba was a man of his word. Since he had promised Luozhu to let her get used to his intimacy first, he would not break his promise and take away her pure, flawless virginity.

He pulled away, unbuckled his belt, and released his hot, powerful root of desire. He rolled over and pressed himself against his beloved fairy again, pressing his engorged member tightly against her nectar-soaked crotch. He squeezed her thighs together, forcing her to hold his member. The warm, smooth touch against his swollen member brought him both pleasurable pleasure and intensified his desire to thrust.

He lay on top of Luo Zhu, panting heavily, patiently waiting for his fairy to return from her blissful state.

Luo Zhu's dazed eyes gradually focused, her wandering consciousness slowly returning. The flush on her cheeks was no longer just a shy blush, but a passionate red from reaching orgasm. The man on top of her was heavy, but her body, still lingering in the afterglow of her orgasm, was limp and powerless, only able to endure it, even... a touch of fascination with this weight. Her rich theoretical experience told her that the man's caresses had awakened her primal female desires, and that she had reached orgasm through these caresses.

The dizziness and climax subsided, and clarity, previously overwhelmed by lust, quickly took over. Recalling her lewd words and wanton, lustful actions, she was filled with unbearable shame. Her eyes lowered, she dared not meet the dark, burning gaze that looked down at her.

"My fairy, did you just fly happily?" Tashi Langtso asked softly in his gentle, mellow voice, tinged with a slight smile and deep affection.

*Boom!*

Her face burned like fire; Luo Zhu wished she could disappear into the ground. That damned man! So lewd, so shameless, so utterly shameless! She tightly closed her eyes and lips, determined not to utter a single word, expressing her protest and humiliation with resolute silence.

Chapter 011 Nighttime Romance (Part 4, Spicy)

Zaxi Langcuo didn't press for answers. He kissed away the fine sweat on her forehead, then kissed her trembling eyelashes, his voice hoarse. "My fairy, if you nod, I can give you even greater pleasure." His warm, moist lips moved to her ear, gently blowing into her ear canal. His hoarse voice became wicked. "You will tremble with pleasure beneath me, weeping softly. You will coil around my body like a snake, begging me to ride and cultivate you. My hot, thick semen will spray into your sacred, tender flower chamber, and your body will give birth to a child that merges our bloodlines." He lifted his firm hips, slowly thrusting between her legs. Her

face flushed crimson, her mind burning and blurry. She had no choice but to abandon her silence, pleading softly, "No...no...don't say it...take it away...take it away...I...I don't want to..." Her hands rested on Zaxi Langcuo's strong shoulders, weakly pushing him away. The man's wicked, husky, lewd whispers relentlessly assaulted her last bastion of defense. The hard, burning heat of his penis, pressed against her damp panties, sent waves of tingling, itching through her sensitive body. She instinctively recognized it as a man's genitals.

She had seen pictures, read descriptions, watched videos, but this was her first intimate contact with a man's genitals. The pain of a woman's first time flashed through her mind, along with the reality of the lack of contraception. Her surging lust subsided considerably, and her burning mind, almost losing itself in the temptation, cooled.

"Really don't want it? My fairy." Tashi Langtso moved away, his tongue darting into her ear, licking it in a circular motion. He grabbed her hand, ignoring her resistance, and forcefully pulled it into his thicket. "Feel it, how magnificent my penis is, how much it craves you. It will bring you unparalleled pleasure." He placed his penis into her delicate hand, letting out a satisfied sigh of enjoyment.

Luo Zhu was filled with fear mixed with a touch of curiosity, letting the man's hand guide her through his touch. The object in her hand felt like a scorching hot iron wrapped in velvet, thick and long, so thick it couldn't be fully grasped in one hand, and as long as a whip. She couldn't see it, but she could keenly feel the throbbing veins protruding from it, and the large, hard glans oozing a sticky, wet fluid. Her curiosity gradually faded, and her heart tightened with a chill. If such a thick, hard rod were to enter her body, wouldn't it tear her apart?

"No…no, I don't want it now, you…you promised you'd wait until I got used to it." This time, her refusal was much clearer and more decisive.

Zaxi Langcuo's body trembled, and he sighed regretfully in her ear, gritting his teeth, "Don't be afraid, I will keep my promise. However, I still need my fairy to help me."

Help…help you?! How?!

Luo Zhu pondered in surprise, before she could react, the man beside her suddenly sat up, pressing his hot, hard, thick length against her panties once more. Two large hands gripped her tender legs, pressing them tightly together, and he thrust his hips wildly between her thighs.

"Ah—bastard! Bastard! Shameless! Shameless!" she screamed, filled with shame and anger. She desperately twisted her body, trying to escape this illicit and lewd act. But the man's strong arms held her lower body firmly in place, like steel, and her desperate twisting only increased the man's pleasure from the friction, making him even more frenzied.

Fortunately, her inner thighs were also covered in her juices, preventing the man's thrusts from chafing her skin. His hard, burning penis rubbed against her delicate inner thighs and wet, sticky panties, occasionally brushing against her vulva, petals, and touching her sensitive clitoris. A tingling heat spread from the friction, gradually engulfing her senses. Her angry curses unconsciously turned into seductive moans, echoing the creaking of the wooden bed and the man's heavy breathing, sounding decadent and lewd.

After an unknown amount of time, the enormous glans suddenly pressed heavily against her clitoris once more, through her underwear. A familiar yet strangely intense pleasure exploded in her lower abdomen, and she cried out in surprise, her body once again soaring to the heavens, trembling with ecstasy. At the same time, Tashi Langtso let out a low growl, a tingling, bone-deep tingling sensation shooting through his lower back, his glans pressing against her clitoris as he powerfully ejaculated.

The thin, soaked fabric could no longer contain this torrent; the hot, thick semen scalded her trembling, fragile clitoris, lifting Luozhu, already in the throes of orgasm, to even greater heights.

For a moment, the man's post-coital gasps and the woman's ecstatic moans mingled in the dimly lit mud-brick house, filling the small space with a decadent, erotic atmosphere… After a long while, Luo Zhu's aggrieved cries echoed through the room.

"You bad man, sob sob, you bad man, I don't want to sleep with you anymore, I don't want to marry you!" Now fully awake, Luo Zhu looked at her sweat-soaked body, her breasts covered in red marks and teeth marks, and her sticky lower body, feeling a mixture of shame, indignation, and pain. She bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears for a moment, but ultimately couldn't help but cry. Never… never before had she been so cruelly abused and toyed with by a man.

“My fairy, don’t say silly things, I’ll get angry.” Tashi Langtso tenderly wrapped her in his fur robe and pulled her into his arms, kissing away her tears as he comforted her, “You don’t love me enough, you don’t want me to enter your body, I understand your shyness and resistance. But you also accepted my proposal and are willing to marry me. We are engaged, it’s impossible for us to do nothing. I will keep my promise and won’t force myself on you against your will, but I also hope you can slowly get used to my caresses.” He patted her trembling shoulders with his large hand, his voice even softer, “I will wait for you to accept my entry, wait for you to bear our child, we will be husband and wife for a lifetime.”

That damned bastard man was absolutely right, to get married you have to get pregnant first. He had already been very lenient and indulgent towards her tonight by not forcing himself on her. It was all because she was too pretentious, too awkward. But… but being treated like this by a man made her feel sad, wronged, and bullied, she just wanted to cry.

"You...you've made me so dirty and uncomfortable..." she cried

, pouting and complaining. Tashi Langtso raised an eyebrow and smiled, coaxing, "I'll boil water for you to wash right away, okay?"

"...Mmm..." she nestled in his arms, sobbing softly, "You're forbidden to touch me for three days, you can only hold me while we sleep." Tashi Langtso's embrace was so warm, his body felt cozy and not cold at all.

"Okay, I'll only hold you while we sleep for the next three days," Tashi Langtso agreed without a word of protest. Although he hadn't achieved his ultimate goal tonight, his relationship with his beloved fairy had clearly changed drastically. His fairy was different from the girl Boba; some things couldn't be rushed, they had to be done slowly. He was an excellent hunter; so far, none of his prey had escaped his grasp.

With the man's promise, Luo Zhu's emotions gradually calmed, and a wave of weariness washed over her. She snuggled closer to the man, yawned, and vaguely thought that having a human-powered electric blanket next to her seemed much better than sleeping with a goat.

Noticing the woman in his arms had stopped moving, Tashi Langtso opened his robe and looked down carefully. He chuckled; his fairy was already asleep, exhausted.

Her cheeks were rosy, and glistening teardrops still clung to her eyelashes. Her rounded, red lips were upturned, full and glistening, both lovely and alluring. He gently kissed her, his heart overflowing with tender love.

"Luozhu, my fairy. I will gradually devour your heart, making you willingly offer your body and soul to me."

Chapter 012 Thoughts about Milking

The next morning, after washing up, Luozhu quickly finished her breakfast with some butter tea warming over the fire, kneaded two pieces of tsampa, and that was it.

Before dawn, the man beside her, following the local custom of climbing into bed, got up early and secretly went home. Before leaving, he pinned her down and kissed her passionately for a while, finally laughing as he left amidst her angry and embarrassed curses. Damn, coming and going in the dark—this behavior looked exactly like a cheating man.

Last night, after Tashi Langtso set up the stone pot and boiled water in the right room, he was about to take off her panties for a bath when she was awakened by the coldness of her hands and feet. She insisted on bathing herself, dragging her tired body, not giving the man any opportunity for lewdness.

Perhaps due to the intimate contact, her resistance to Tashi Langtso's embrace and body lessened considerably. After bathing, she naturally nestled into the man's warm embrace, her hands, feet, and body remaining warm, and slept her first good night's sleep since her transmigration.

From today onwards, Tashi's brothers will be busy going into the mountains early in the morning to chop firewood and store firewood for the winter; physical training is suspended. After chopping firewood, Tsering and Tsering went to work in the fields, while Langtso and Deyang went out to herd the livestock. She stayed home to work. Last night at dinner, Tashi's mother said she was getting married and asked her to help. In this simple and kind village, everyone helps out when someone gets married. As a stranger who knew nothing about the world, how would she know what to do? Tashi's mother said this out of pity for her, wanting her to rest. Of course, it could also be interpreted as a way of taking care of her future daughter-in-law. Whatever the reason, it was a kind gesture, and she couldn't be too ungrateful.

She placed the sheep's milk (which had lost its gamey smell) on the low table and adjusted the brown Tibetan robe she wore over it. This robe was something she had bought in Lhasa before she crossed the border; it wasn't very warm but was cheap, specifically for keeping out the wind. As soon as she opened the door, a gust of cold wind hit her, making her shiver. The wind seemed even colder than yesterday. According to the local time, it was only the beginning of October, so why was it so cold? It was a little better when the sun was shining at noon, but in the morning and evening, the temperature plummeted to zero. She couldn't help but feel grateful once again that she had worn a fleece jacket and fleece pants, along with a down jacket and down pants.

She wrapped her face in a scarf, put on a rabbit fur hat, and was fully armed, with only her eyes showing. She took a deep breath and braved the cold wind to go outside. After walking a few steps, she met Gesang Zhuoma carrying two buckets of goat milk.

"Good morning, Zhuoma." She smiled and took one of the buckets from Gesang Zhuoma, then turned and walked with her to the sheep pen. If she were working at Zaxi's house, helping Gesang Zhuoma milk the sheep would be one of her tasks.

"Good morning, Sister Luozhu." Gesang Zhuoma was also bundled up, with only her bright and clever eyes showing. Her eyes were moist and clear, as if they held the morning mist, their long corners slightly upturned, captivatingly beautiful.

A beauty indeed, this was true beauty. Luo Zhu watched, her heart filled with envy. Although her own eyes were large and double-lidded, mostly black with little white, clear and bright, they could only be called cute; they lacked the allure of these upturned eyes. She and her future sister-in-law walked and chatted, carrying milk buckets, when she suddenly fell two steps behind, carefully observing Gesang Zhuoma's gait, and asked suspiciously, "Zhuoma, I think your walking posture seems a little strange today."

Gesang Zhuoma's eyes shimmered with a sweet, enchanting light, her clear voice unusually soft and gentle: "Last night, the eldest son of the Wangbi family secretly came to my room."

"He climbed into bed and made a baby?" Luo Zhu's lips twitched, several black lines appearing on her forehead. Her future sister-in-law's fiancé was one of three brothers, the eldest twenty, the youngest sixteen. They were all handsome, robust men from the highlands. To be honest, she admired the men here. Braving the cold night wind and wind to climb into a woman's bed, they didn't seem to mind the hardship. While admiring them, she could only marvel at the fiery allure of adultery, the boundless charm of procreation, and the invincible power of human reproduction.

"Hmm." Having spent half a year with Luo Zhu, Gesang Zhuoma could understand some of the strange words she used, and occasionally, when the mood struck her, she would join in.

"No wonder you walk so strangely, like a duck," Luo Zhu muttered to herself. She hadn't personally experienced procreation, but from descriptions in various novels, it wasn't hard to guess that Gesang Zhuoma and her fiancé had definitely engaged in an exceptionally vigorous act of procreation last night. Tsk tsk, even after a whole night, her legs still couldn't quite close.

“What’s strange is that you’re not as relaxed as you are now, Sister Luozhu?” Gesang Zhuoma rolled her eyes. “Brother Langcuo went to your house last night. Logically speaking, even if you got up today, you shouldn’t be as relaxed as you are now.”

Huh? Luozhu was taken aback and stared at her blankly.

"Brother Langcuo is the most sought-after strong man among all the girls. He receives countless hints for nighttime games, but he rarely keeps them. However, all the women who have slept with Brother Langcuo say that he is as valiant as a bull in bed, and almost none of them can get up early the next morning." His long, clear, wet eyes looked at Luozhu with a playful and ambiguous gaze, and he drew out his voice, "Brother Langcuo has been yearning for you for half a year. Last night he should have been even more valiant than usual. Or is it that Sister Luozhu is exceptionally gifted, with a body as strong and resilient as a female yak? Oh dear, I really didn't see that coming."

Boom—Boom—

Early in the morning, he was burning with desire. What was the cold wind? What was the bitter cold? Luo Zhu, enraged, brandished the milk bucket in her hand, roaring, "Who the hell is the female yak? We didn't make a baby last night! We didn't make a baby!" She jumped in front of Gesang Zhuoma and snapped, "And don't you dare mention Tashi Langtso's nighttime games with other women in front of me! I don't want to hear it!" With that, she picked up the bucket, ignored Gesang Zhuoma, and strode heavily towards the sheep pen.

Damn it, if that stinking man ever dares to sleep with another woman again, she'll castrate him with a knife. Whether she loves him or not, since he's made a marriage pact with her, he must remain chaste from now on! Keep himself pure!

Gesang Zhuoma watched the furious figure ahead, seemingly bursting with flames, and chuckled gleefully. Hmph, see you making fun of me? Don't you know how thin-skinned you are? But… uh, it seems she's caused trouble for Brother Langtso.

She shook her head, immediately dismissing the slight guilt in her heart. She was telling the truth, and Langcuo couldn't blame her. If he couldn't get into a woman's bed in the future, he could only blame himself for falling in love with such an unvirtuous foreign woman.

When she carried the milk bucket into the sheep pen, Luozhu was already squatting beside a dairy goat, skillfully milking it. After watching for a moment, she praised, "Not bad, Sister Luozhu, your milking technique is getting more and more skilled. Back then, you couldn't even wear a fur robe." She chuckled, chose a dairy goat with a full udder, and began milking it as well.

Hearing this, Luozhu couldn't help but twitch her lips under her face towel, inwardly grumbling. I'm not a native Tibetan herder; I'm lucky if I can even wear a regular Tibetan robe. That fur robe is clothes during the day and a blanket at night; it's so wide and big. How could someone who has lived on the plains for so long wear it?

Seeing that she didn't respond, Gesang Zhuoma rolled her eyes and pulled down the face towel. She leaned closer, flashing a radiant and pure smile, and softened her voice: "Sister Luozhu, are you really angry with me? I'll keep an eye on Brother Langcuo with you from now on, and I won't let him sneak into women's beds, okay?"

Nonsense! She sounded like a jealous old woman. But faced with that warm face, as beautiful and pure as a Gesang flower, she couldn't stay angry. She was mostly just embarrassed and annoyed, and now that the shyness was gone, the anger naturally faded away.

"Everyone should take care of their own body; there's no need for others to watch over it," she said sullenly, picking up her bucket and getting another milk goat.

“Sister Luozhu is right, I will pass on your words to Brother Langcuo.” Gesang Zhuoma proudly pulled her veil back up; she knew Sister Luozhu couldn’t resist her smile. “Sister Luozhu, actually, since Brother Langcuo took you in, he hasn’t slept with a woman again. He’s so well-behaved that even his two older brothers sometimes laugh at him.” After thinking for a moment, she still spoke well of her brother.

“I know.” Luozhu pursed her lips, her fingers gently pinching and twisting the goat’s udder, then gently kneading the goat’s breast in her palm. A blush crept onto her cheeks behind the veil. She suddenly recalled the scene of Tashi Langcuo kneading her breasts last night, and the originally simple milking action was suddenly filled with an indescribable lewdness and obscenity.

Watching the snow-white milk flow into the milk bucket, she realized with horror that she was sliding into an abyss of evil.

Damn it, it’s all that bastard’s fault!

Chapter 013 Human Heating Blanket

That night, when Tashi Langtso secretly tried to climb into bed, Luo Zhu resolutely refused to open the door, even though her hands and feet were cold. This continued for three days, leaving the man frustrated and utterly perplexed. Their relationship had clearly progressed significantly, so why had it suddenly regressed?

On the fourth night, Tashi Langtso braved the cold wind again to come to Luo Zhu's door. This time, he finally learned from Gesang Zhuoma why his beloved woman wouldn't open the door for him—she was jealous and acting strangely. Of course, there was another reason he didn't know: Luo Zhu was afraid that becoming too intimate with men would lead her further down a path of depravity, and she was conflicted with herself.

Nighttime games had been a tradition for thousands of years, commonplace for both men and women in the Boba community, and no one cared about the other's life before marriage. Even after marriage, when a woman was unable to properly care for several husbands, some husbands would occasionally secretly make love to other women. The wives, even if they knew, would turn a blind eye and tolerate it. As long as her husband didn't leave home, almost no woman would be angry.

But his fairy wasn't any of the women he knew from the boba region; she came from a foreign land he didn't know. She wasn't very enthusiastic and didn't like to talk to people. She preferred to keep many things to herself, and outsiders could only see into her heart through her big eyes. She was also awkward, shy, and prone to anger, but these flaws were all incredibly endearing in his eyes.

He chose the scornful method of marrying into the family because he didn't want to share his fairy with any man, not even his brothers. He knew his thoughts and actions were selfish and would hurt his family. But when he heard that she didn't want to marry his brothers and only wanted to live with him, his heart leaped with joy, completely overshadowing his guilt towards his family.

“Roju, please open the door! Didn’t I swear to you a few days ago?” He knocked on the door, patiently explaining, “From the first day I met you, these arms of mine will only embrace you, and I will only bear children with you.” In their previous nighttime games, he had never ejaculated inside a woman. He didn’t know what he was waiting for; he just instinctively disliked having a woman bear his child. Now he knew—he was waiting for the fairy to descend, waiting to bear children with his beloved fairy.

Perhaps his sincerity moved the shy fairy, for this time, the tightly closed wooden door creaked open.

“Come in!”

With a soft, gentle call, a small hand pulled his robes and yanked him into the room. He followed suit, embracing his beloved fairy, and quickly slammed the wooden door shut to keep out the cold wind. In

the dim light, the fairy in his arms was unusually docile, but her face was frighteningly pale, and her body was as cold as ice. His arched black eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his full lips were pressed together, devoid of the rosy hue of the day. He seemed to be enduring immense pain. A sharp dagger suddenly pierced his chest, causing a sharp, agonizing pain. He quickly carried her to the bed.

There was a strange mattress cover on the bed, its wide opening emitting a faint, sweet scent of tea and milk. It seemed that Luo Zhu had just slept inside. He touched it; it was lukewarm, not very warm. He pushed aside the mattress cover, pulled open his fur robe, loosened his clothes, and wrapped his beloved woman tightly around his body. Then he pulled up a thick blanket to cover both of them.

Ah—

the man's naturally fiery warmth finally eased Luo Zhu's discomfort. She exhaled a cool breath, moved her stiff, cold hands and feet, and pressed herself against the man without any hesitation, trying to absorb as much warmth as possible. My period came early tonight, and I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, but my lower abdomen, which used to be a slight, dull ache, has turned into a sharp, stabbing pain. Even with a hot water bottle, I still can't sleep because of the cold and pain; I desperately need a human-heating blanket.

"Are you warmer now?" Tashi Langtso gently rubbed her pale face, trying to bring a rosy glow back to her.

"Yes," she apologized to him somewhat sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I've been in a bad mood these past few days." In the days leading up to her period, her mood swings are common; sometimes she's extremely irritable, sometimes she cries easily, sometimes she's particularly depressed, and she tends to overthink. But as soon as she sees blood, all her strange emotions disappear.

“It’s alright.” He stroked her face, shaking his head with a smile. He took her small hand, which was pressed against his chest, in his large hand, his brow furrowing slightly. “Why are your body and hands so cold tonight? Even your face and lips are pale,” he asked.

A blush of embarrassment rose on Luo Zhu’s pale face. After a moment’s hesitation, she told the truth: “My period has started, and my stomach is cold and aching.”

Zaxi Langcuo was taken aback, his dark red face also flushing with embarrassment. He murmured an agreement, but his large hand slipped inside the gap in the robe wrapped around her: “Then let me rub it for you.” Men who had been with women were no strangers to this, and generally knew what they could do. His warm palm covered her cool, soft abdomen, like a flame soothing it.

The cold, aching abdomen immediately felt much better as his warm hand massaged it. Although Luo Zhu’s face flushed, she couldn’t refuse such comfort. She steeled herself and shamelessly let the man caress her, soon letting out soft, almost inaudible moans.

As the saying goes, "Whether you're rich or poor, having a wife is good for the New Year." The same applied to her; whether she was rich or poor, having a husband was good for the New Year. With a human heating blanket beside her, she was no longer afraid of the pain of menstruation, nor would she be so cold she couldn't sleep.

"You have to keep your word. You can never participate in nighttime games again." She warmed her palms, then turned them over and pressed the cold backs of her hands against them. Feeling the strong, firm muscles beneath her twitch slightly, a malicious pleasure welled up inside her.

"Okay."

"You can only have me as your woman, and you can only bear children with me." Although this man had sworn this to her more than once, as the saying goes, "If a good man is reliable, pigs will fly." She wanted to be sure again. If they unfortunately divorced in the future, she could use his vow to try and get more property.

“Okay.”

“From tonight onwards, you’ll have to climb into my bed every night and be my blanket.”

“Okay.”

“It’s getting late, blow out the lamp, let’s go to sleep.” She gave the order. Feeling the hot, hard object pressed against her thighs, she chuckled inwardly. Considering how obedient and considerate this man was, once her period was over, she would try her best to overcome all her psychological barriers and try to have a baby with him, aiming to get pregnant and married before the New Year.

Looking down at the woman nestled in his arms, a sly smile playing on her lips and brows, Tashi Langtso felt both love and pity, and obediently turned away to blow out the oil lamp. In the pitch-black house, the howling wind outside could be clearly heard, as could their soft breathing.

After sleeping for a while, Luo Zhu suddenly wiggled her nimble toes, rubbing them together to pull Tashi Langtso’s trousers down a bit. When her warm, cool feet boldly pressed against the man’s bare thighs, she couldn’t help but let out a satisfied sigh; it was definitely warmer to be pressed against skin!

She felt warm and comfortable, but Tashi Langtso was in pain. He could tolerate the delicate, small feet pressed against his thighs as long as they didn't move. But those little feet, trying to absorb heat from every part of his body, kept shifting and changing the location and angle of contact. This unintentional movement was nothing short of an extreme provocation for a virile man, making his already erect penis even more painfully hot. After

gritting his teeth and pondering for a moment, he simply reached out and grabbed those small, delicate feet, trapping them between his legs.

"What are you doing?!" Luo Zhu was caught off guard, startled by his action. Instinctively, she tried to pull her legs back, but they were held tightly. Besides the hot, strong thighs pressed against her feet, there was also an even hotter, harder, thicker penis, the coarse hairs between the shaft tickling her soles. And, damn it, it seemed she had also touched two hard, soft, large round balls.

“Nothing, it’s just that I’m burning up here and need your cool little feet to cool me down.” Tashi Langtso raised his hand and continued to massage her lower abdomen, chuckling softly, “My fairy, you need to slowly get used to my body, my touch, including my manhood. Hmm?” The last syllable was light and airy, sounding particularly ambiguous and wicked in the darkness. His other large hand, which was holding her, slipped under her ribs and grasped one of her high, firm breasts, kneading it gently and erotically.

“Ugh…you…you bad boy…” Luo Zhu’s soft scolding voice carried a uniquely feminine shyness. She twisted her body, but it was no use, so she stopped struggling and obediently let the man do as he pleased. In the darkness where she couldn’t see him, her shyness and awkwardness lessened considerably, and coupled with her particularly sensitive body during her period and her identification with the man, her resistance became even lower.

He had taken another big step towards his fairy! Tashi Langtso cheered inwardly, taking advantage of the situation and lowering his head to find the fairy’s soft lips. In the pitch-black night, the search without a target seemed particularly alluring.

Chapter 014 Intoxicating Vows (Part 1)

The day of the wedding in the Tashi family was drawing ever closer, and the north room, which would serve as the bridal chamber, was decorated with extra festive decorations, exuding a strong Boba style. Everything needed for the wedding had been prepared, awaiting only the auspicious day. During this time, everyone in the Tashi family was beaming with joy, especially Tashi Tsering and Tashi Tsering, who were all smiles from morning till night, their faces beaming with happiness as they did everything.

Despite the freezing weather, thanks to Tashi Langtso, who acted as a human heating blanket, Luo Zhu not only didn't have stomach pains, but also slept warmly and comfortably for several days in a row. Because she received such meticulous care when her body was particularly vulnerable, her defenses crumbled even faster, her affection for Tashi Langtso deepened, and her body became increasingly accustomed to the man's caresses.

"Luo Zhu, I... have to go." Tashi Langtso lit the oil lamp, turned around and embraced his beloved fairy, whispering gently in her ear.

"It's still early before dawn, stay with me a little longer." Luo Zhu lazily raised her eyelids, her round, curved red lips slightly pouting. She stretched out her arms to wrap around his strong neck, and her legs also clamped around his strong and supple waist, determined not to let this human heating blanket leave.

The sweet scent of tea wafted around him, and her plump, soft body was almost half-naked against his skin, the unparalleled comfort making Tashi Langtso let out a pleasant sigh. A heat surged in his lower abdomen, and the fire between his legs grew even stronger.

Women cannot make love during their menstrual period, and every night he held his beloved woman, watching her charming and alluring appearance, touching her soft and smooth body, letting her wriggle and rub against him in his arms, drawing warmth, enduring until his body almost burst. But he didn't even have the chance to soak in cold water or blow cold wind to calm his desire. Because his fairy was afraid of the cold, she wouldn't allow him to do anything that would lower his body temperature.

One night, unable to hold back any longer, he ignored his beloved woman's shame, anger, and struggles, and forcefully grasped her small, delicate feet to relieve his overwhelming lust. Releasing himself in the soles of his beloved woman's feet wasn't as exhilarating as direct lovemaking, but he felt incredibly happy. He would patiently wait for the day she would give herself to him willingly, believing that day wouldn't be too far off. His

large hand slipped inside the woman's disheveled, open robe, grasping and gently kneading her high, snowy breasts. The smooth, moist, soft, and incredibly elastic flesh made him love those two snowy peaks so much that he couldn't put them down, becoming more and more addicted with each touch. He applied a little more pressure, watching the pale pinkish flesh of her breasts overflow from between his thick, dark fingers, and his eyes became exceptionally dark and burning. The pressure in his hands grew stronger and stronger, his heart almost intoxicated.

"...Mmm...it hurts..." Luo Zhu's cheeks flushed, her crescent-shaped black eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her half-closed, hazy eyes glared at him with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance. After several nights of intimacy and physical contact, she had completely lost her inherent feminine shyness towards Tashi Langtso's caresses; she had even learned to enjoy them. This man's caresses were so skillful, so flirtatious, enough to make even the most reserved woman succumb beneath him, panting softly as he did as he pleased.

The soft, melodious moans drove Tashi Langtso wild. He loosened his grip, lifted her beautifully rounded chin, and kissed her soft lips. His nimble, powerful tongue swirled and roamed within her fragrant mouth, teasing her smooth, shy tongue, sucking in her sweet saliva. The hot, firm lips of the man kissed his way down his small chin, down his long, slender neck, down his delicate collarbone, and finally rested on his soft, white chest.

His large hand gently kneaded one of her breasts, his high nose pressing against the pert red nipple, his hot breath sending waves of pleasure through Luo Zhu. She let out soft, intermittent moans, her body involuntarily going limp.

"...You...you hate me..." she whimpered, her chest no longer shrinking back in fear or hiding as it had when first touched, but instead proudly thrusting forward, hoping for more caresses.

Zaxi Langcuo chuckled softly, quite satisfied with the results of the past few days. He opened his mouth and sucked hard on the nipple of her left breast, his supple tongue licking and teasing the hardened, tender flesh, swirling around it. He swallowed the smooth flesh, occasionally biting lightly and heavily with his hard teeth, as if savoring the most delicious food in the world.

Her left breast was being sucked and bitten, a mixture of pain, numbness, tingling, and itching, throbbing with heat, sending jolts of electric current through her body, bringing her immense satisfaction. Her right breast, however, was neglected. The nipple, stimulated by the left, stood erect and itchy, a feeling of emptiness and discomfort rising within her. She longed… longed for the man to suckle and chew on it too.

“Kiss… kiss the right… the right side…” she shifted her body in dissatisfaction, reminding the man to treat her fairly.

“Okay…” Tashi Langtso rolled over her, murmuring indistinctly while sucking on the red bead, readily switching to sucking, nibbling, and biting her right breast. His large hands, somewhat fiercely, kneaded her left breast, which had just been released, his rough fingertips pinching and rubbing the hard, swollen, rosy nipple, giving it stimulation no less intense than lips and tongue.

“Ah… umm…” Luo Zhu embraced the man's head, buried against her chest, and raised her chin, letting out an uncontrollable moan of pleasure. A tingling, throbbing heat, tinged with a slight pain, spread from her chest, seeping into her bones, making her want to succumb forever.

When Tashi Langtso raised his head in satisfaction, her two snow-capped peaks had swelled considerably, trembling and erect between her peach-pink robes. The firm, red nipples, the size of broad beans, were a vibrant, almost dripping red, even the areolas around them a seductive crimson. In the dim light, the saliva from the man clung to her peaks, reflecting a crystalline luster, making them appear even more alluring and captivating.

The woman's clear, lake-like eyes were veiled in a thin mist of desire, rippling with a hazy, shimmering light. Her cheeks were flushed like the sunset, and beneath her delicate nose, her petal-shaped lips were slightly pouted, exuding a pure yet seductive charm, inviting one to savor them.

"So beautiful," he exclaimed, his gaze fiery and deep, before lowering his head to lick and kiss her two nipples alternately for a while. He then lifted her, who was panting slightly, and let her straddle his lap, pressing his strong, bare chest against hers and gently rubbing against her, savoring the wonderful sensation of her smooth, snowy peaks.

"You big pervert," Luo Zhu said shyly. She reached out and pinched the skin on his neck, but her fingers had no strength, and she could only let him do as he pleased. Her body was almost melting from this lewd and intimate rubbing.

"Only you, a woman, have such lust." Zaxi Langcuo wrapped the two of them tightly in a blanket, his large hands constantly stroking her slender back, his voice low and deep with pleasure, softly pleading, "Luo Zhu, my lower body is sore, please use your little hands to help me." Her

blushing face instantly burned, her long eyelashes trembling and drooping under the man's burning gaze, and her small hands, clinging to the man's shoulders, seemed to have been bitten by something, and with lightning speed they withdrew in panic.

"No...don't..." Her small, white teeth gently bit her rosy, round lips, her shy voice barely audible as a mosquito's buzz in refusal.

"Luo Zhu, we're engaged. Don't you like my body?" Tashi Langtso kissed her burning red earlobe, his voice soft and seductive. "That's part of my body, a symbol of a man's life. It craves your body, yearns for your pity, and longs for you to relieve it from the pain of its bursting."

"No...no...I...my body isn't...not ready yet..." Her body trembled slightly under the intense masculine aura. Luo Zhu felt a burning sensation all over her body, fine beads of sweat constantly appearing, her mouth and tongue beginning to dry.

Chapter 015 Intoxicating Vow (Part Two)

"I know, today is the last day of your journey," Tashi Langtso chuckled. "My silly fairy, please listen carefully to my words. It doesn't expect to enter your body immediately, it only hopes that you can touch it with your delicate little hands, giving it a little comfort." He gently nibbled at her earlobe, his deep voice carrying a hint of hypnotic wickedness. "My beloved fairy, touch it, it can give you the greatest happiness as a woman."

A small, wicked flame was stirred by this voice, flickering and leaping deep within Luo Zhu's heart. As a virgin who hadn't had much intimate contact with men, she definitely harbored a shallow, unspeakable curiosity about male genitalia. She gradually recalled the feeling of being forced to touch his penis by Tashi Langtso on their first night together, the feeling of that thick, long iron rod thrusting and rubbing between her legs and in the soles of her feet. Although she was forced, and although she was filled with shame and indignation at the time, there was no denying that the uniquely masculine heat and hardness had been quietly imprinted on her skin.

Her palms slowly grew hot, and a tug-of-war between feminine shyness and the allure of desire raged within her. After a difficult struggle, she finally succumbed to the latter. She kept convincing herself that Tashi Langtso was the man she had chosen to marry, that she would spend her life with him, and that she couldn't always enjoy his caresses. As his woman, his wife, she should also satisfy him and give him the caresses he craved. Besides... and their bodies were wrapped tightly in felt, so even if she touched him, no one would see.

She closed her eyes, her small hands, trembling, reaching out from behind her waist, fumbling to undo his belt, her small hands slowly moving down his firm, bulging abdominal muscles.

Tashi Langtso's body tensed the moment her small hand touched his abs. He gasped, almost holding his breath as he felt her hot hand move through the thick pubic hair, grasping his erect penis. His body tensed even more, like a bowstring ready to be released. His dark eyes were fixed on the woman who had kept her eyes closed, biting her lower lip, her cheeks flushed. There was no coercion or manipulation; this time, his fairy had let go of her reserve and shyness, taking the initiative to caress him for the first time. Ecstasy welled up in his chest, on the verge of exploding.

So hot, so hard, so thick, so long.

Luo Zhu's mind was hazy as she assessed this; this was the second time her hand had touched Tashi Langtso's genitals. The first time a man had forced her to touch him, she was curious, but mostly fearful, resistant, and ashamed. This time, the touch was initiated by her own hand. She couldn't tell if she felt more excitement or shyness; she couldn't tell if she liked it or disliked it. In short, the complex feeling was hard to describe.

The hard, velvet-covered branding iron seemed to have a life of its own, pulsating slightly in her hands. Her hands trembled, as if possessed, rubbing and stroking upwards along the iron rod. She reached the large glans, its tip sticky and slippery, her fingers spontaneously circling the mushroom tip with the slime. Suddenly, she lost control, scraping against the coronal rim of the glans, unintentionally stroking it twice.

"Ah—" Tashi Langtso growled, a shiver running through his body, his buttocks muscles tightening. He pressed the woman tightly into his arms, ejaculating in her hands.

"You—" Luo Zhu cried out, her head buried against his broad chest. The scorching hot iron rod bounced incessantly in her hand, shooting out streams of scalding hot liquid that soaked her hand and stained her fleece bathrobe.

What was going on?! She wondered why he had ejaculated so quickly when she hadn't done anything particularly vigorous. Before, when she was forced to touch him, he never...never ejaculated! Or was it that this man had already reached his limit before she even touched him, making him so easily aroused?

The hard iron rod in her hand slowly softened, leaving her fingers sticky, and the distinctive smell of male semen filled the air. She lay quietly against the man's chest, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Tashi Langtso breathed heavily in her ear, feeling an especially exhilarating release. Once his breathing had calmed slightly, he moved her head from his embrace, a genuine pleasure and teasing smile spreading across his handsome features: "My fairy, this is the first time you've actively caressed my body with your hands, and I couldn't control my urge to ejaculate. It's my fault for disappointing you, fairy; I promise this won't happen again."

"You…you're so annoying!" Luo Zhu scolded playfully, using the blanket as cover to punish his semi-erect penis with her small hand. She hastily wiped the semen from her hand onto the bushes of his abdomen, then tugged at the blanket and rolled out of his arms, turning her head to tidy herself up under the blanket, determined to ignore the despicable man. Damn it, this bathrobe stained with sweat, saliva, and semen is unwearable tonight.

Tashi Langtso laughed heartily, unconcerned, and casually wiped his body with the thin blanket beneath him. He jumped off the bed, quickly fastened his belt, put on his inner and outer clothes, and donned his fur robe. Then he knelt on the bed again, leaning close to Luo Zhu, gently patting her back with his large hand, and said reluctantly, "If today weren't the auspicious day of my two brothers' weddings, I really wouldn't want to leave your bed so early." "

Then hurry up and leave!" Luo Zhu, already pulling her bathrobe up in the blanket, turned her head and glared at him fiercely. "I also need to get up early to help at your house."

"We'll go together." He glanced at her sideways, a high smile playing on his lips.

"I'd rather die than go with you! I need to clean myself thoroughly before I leave! Do you think everyone can just wipe themselves off like you do!" She angrily pulled away from the blanket, pushing her small hands hard against his chest, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her to his chest, and kissed her passionately.

After a long while, Tashi Langtso finally released her. His rough fingertips gently caressed her slightly swollen, red lips. His deep voice, devoid of teasing, said, "Luo Zhu, my fairy, I truly hope we can get married soon, so I can hold you in my arms all the time."

Luo Zhu was stunned for a moment, then blushed and murmured an "Mmm," her gaze shyly avoiding his passionate and affectionate look. A warm sense of security welled up in her heart once more.

Who said that marrying someone who deeply loves you is far happier than marrying someone you deeply love? She didn't have a man she deeply loved, but she found a man who deeply loved her. Marrying him, she would definitely be happy.

"Lang Cuo, tomorrow...tomorrow night...you...take me..." she stammered, her head bowed lower than ever.

"Okay." Tashi Lang Cuo didn't show any ecstatic joy, but the tenderness in his eyes only deepened. He responded softly, pulling her into his arms, cupping her face, and forcing her to look at him. With unprecedented solemnity, he said, "Luozhu, my fairy, I swear, I will dedicate my life and soul to you, and give you eternal happiness."

"Pah, who wants your life? Making vows is as common as eating and drinking. Monotonous, unoriginal, uncreative," Luozhu retorted, her eyes glistening with tears, a faint smile playing on her lips. "You just need to remember to be good to me, your only woman, for the rest of your life." It's said that men's vows are the least trustworthy things, but at this moment, her heart was moved by Tashi Langtso's vow, and she believed him unconditionally and without reservation.

"I will remember,"

Tashi Langtso said, his lips lingering on hers for a long while before reluctantly leaving.

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