[Wuxia] The Supreme Fragrance Record (Complete) - 3

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Chapter 20 An Unexpected Incident During Their Encounters

As Long Yinxuan moved, he enjoyed the pleasure brought by the beautiful woman's body beneath him. But while enjoying himself, Long Yinxuan didn't forget something very important.

He silently began circulating the *Chaos Supreme Scripture*, preparing to absorb Qingyan's Yin energy. Long Yinxuan thought to himself: "Qingyan is an Emperor-level expert; I wonder if her Yin energy can bring me any extra surprises."

With each thrust, he silently circulated his internal energy, but this time it wasn't as peaceful as before; an unexpected event occurred.

As soon as Long Yinxuan circulated his internal energy, a vortex of energy appeared at the point where Long Yinxuan and Qingyan were joined. Qingyan, who was helplessly forced to endure Long Yinxuan's conquest, suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from Long Yinxuan's body. Qingyan was horrified to discover that her internal energy was continuously flowing into Long Yinxuan's body through this vortex between them.

And Long Yinxuan had just absorbed the vast Yin energy from Qingyan's body, preparing to refine it and then feed back some Yang energy to Qingyan. Unexpectedly, before he could do anything, following the surge of Yin energy, a continuous stream of immense true energy flowed from Qingyan's body.

Long Yinxuan and Qingyan were startled. What was happening?

At this moment, Long Yinxuan could no longer afford to enjoy Qingyan's beautiful body. He hurriedly focused his mind on dealing with the strange changes within his body.

In her fear, Qingyan desperately absorbed the primordial energy of heaven and earth to replenish her damaged true energy. However, although her cultivation had reached the Emperor level, allowing her to continuously absorb primordial energy for her own use, her absorption rate was far from keeping up with her consumption. After an unknown amount of time, when Qingyan finally exhausted the last bit of her cultivation, she collapsed to the ground with a soft groan. Qingyan didn't know why this was happening, and bitterly thought: "Ancestor, is this also fate? Did you foresee ten thousand years ago that Qingyan would lose this cultivation?" "So be it, so be it," she thought, "He is Qingyan's man. As long as he becomes strong, Qingyan can be a little woman behind him."

"Bang. Bang." As the last trace of true energy from Qingyan's body flowed into Long Yinxuan's, a series of explosive sounds suddenly emanated from his body. With this sound, the veins on Long Yinxuan's bare upper body bulged, and his muscles bulged high, revealing an explosive power even at a glance. A burst of intense light suddenly erupted from Long Yinxuan's heart, illuminating his naked body as brightly as the sun in the sky.

On this towering ancient tree, the naked Long Yinxuan was like a sun suddenly appearing in the night sky, illuminating the entire ancient tree and its solitary ridge like a celestial palace. The wild beasts hunting in the nearby mountains let out terrified howls and scattered in panic.

Thousands of miles away, Mei Ai, sensing the intense golden light emanating from the solitary ridge where she had been, frowned deeply, thinking to herself: Could it be that the vixen Qingyan has discovered some extraordinary treasure?

At this moment, Mei Ai recalled Qing Yan's strange behavior at the end, and the more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that Qing Yan had discovered some unparalleled treasure. She sheathed her sword, turned around, and flew back towards the lone ridge.

Meanwhile, Long Yin Xuan watched the changes within his body like a spectator. He discovered that after Qing Yan's internal energy surged into his body, his own true energy was no longer under his control. The true energy he had gained from cultivating the *Chaos Supreme Scripture* actively intertwined with the internal energy Qing Yan had gained from cultivating the *Phoenix Chant Technique*. They intertwined, slowly permeating each other, transforming from two different colors and attributes of true energy into a single colorless true energy. Even more astonishingly, the fusion of the two true energies was not a simple addition; it brought about a derivative! A derivative of true energy! This colorless true energy after fusion was three times larger than the true energy that had previously flowed from Qing Yan's body.

Long Yin Xuan felt as if his dantian was on the verge of exploding; this colorless true energy was simply too immense!

Just as he was secretly alarmed, the *Chaos Supreme Scripture* activated on its own, guiding this true energy and dividing it into three parts. One part was stored in Long Yinxuan's dantian, another part slowly seeped into Long Yinxuan's body, and the last part was fed back into Qingyan's body through the point where Long Yinxuan and Qingyan were joined.

Qingyan, who was slumped beneath Long Yinxuan, suddenly felt a cool sensation between them, as streams of true energy flowed into her body from there. All the internal energy she had previously lost had returned. Wait! Qingyan noticed something different. Although the amount of true energy in her body was comparable to her previous amount, it had undergone a qualitative change! Having pondered martial arts for a hundred years, Qingyan could deeply appreciate the power of the colorless true energy within her body. Pure, substantial, sharp, and domineering—that was the feeling this true energy gave her.

The transformation of her true energy filled Qingyan with joy. She was confident that if she could just seclude herself for a few years, she could break through to the coveted Saint rank.

Qingyan also felt immense admiration for her ancestor. If it weren't for her ancestor's prediction of her destined partner, where would she have found the courage to wait for him? Where would the followers of the Hundred Flowers Sect have found the courage to wait for ten thousand years?

Qingyan hugged her beloved tightly. It was all because of him that she had this opportunity. Suddenly, a shy thought crossed her mind: just because of that shameful act with him, she saw hope of breaking through to the Saint rank. Even if he killed her, she would be content. The more she thought about it, the faster her heart beat, and the redder her face became.

Long Yinxuan also came to his senses. He could hardly believe what was happening to him. That sudden change in his true energy had actually allowed him to break through to the peak of the fifth level of the *Chaos Supreme Scripture*—the peak of the Emperor rank on the Misty Continent!

He was now only one step away from the Saint rank! Even more remarkably, a portion of that true energy merged into his physical body, making him seem comparable to a savage beast. With

such a powerful physique and peak Emperor-level strength, could he contend with those reclusive Saint-level experts?

Long Yinxuan clenched his fists, a surge of pride rising within him. This world, here I come!

Haha! The protagonist is strong, isn't he? Time to return to the capital to settle his debts and travel the continent collecting beauties.

Chapter 021 I Like You to Be More Seductive Of

all things in time, the most bizarre are the rich and the poor, the wise and the stubborn, the strong and the weak, the drowning and the good swimmers, the beautiful and the tragic, the heroes and the passionate, the sick and the healthy, the healthy and the sick.

But some bizarre things are indeed delightful and joyful.

At this moment, Long Yinxuan's pride soared higher than the sky, his joy deeper than the sea! He never imagined that making love could lead to such a bizarre thing. Although his *Chaos Supreme Scripture* allowed for dual cultivation using a woman's yin essence. But this advancement was far too rapid.

Could anyone believe that going from the Master level to the peak of the Emperor level happened in just a moment?

Probably no one would.

Once a man feels comfortable, his manhood will begin to stir, especially since Long Yinxuan's beast was still inside Qingyan's wet, warm, and tight little nest. He could clearly feel the pleasure that the tightness brought him. This made him even more restless. He moved slightly.

Qingyan, who was tightly hugging her lover, blushed, gave a light spit, and looked at Long Yinxuan charmingly, her peach blossom eyes seemingly dripping with water, "Husband, tell me what happened before? Qingyan was almost drained dry by you."

At this moment, Qingyan was deeply in love and had already changed her address to Long Yinxuan as her husband.

Long Yinxuan chuckled wickedly, "We'll talk about that later, little vixen. Did you feel good just now? But I haven't been released yet. You'd better help me finish this first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yinxuan flipped Qingyan, whose face was flushed, over, making her grip a tree branch with her delicate hands. Long Yinxuan, hovering in the air, lifted Qingyan's beautiful legs, spreading them apart, and thrust his massive member into her.

This wicked Long Yinxuan, having just reached the Emperor rank, already knew how to use his flight ability for such things. It must be said, this was truly ingenious.

Long Yinxuan was indeed a rogue.

Qingyan's small mouth was slightly open, her hands gripping the tree branch, her beautiful legs spread apart by Long Yinxuan hovering in the air, enduring his conquest with great pain.

At first, Qingyan tried hard to suppress her moans. Gradually, she began to murmur. Finally, unable to bear the pleasure brought by Long Yinxuan's wildness, her moans turned into wanton cries.

A lone ridge, an ancient tree, and wanton cries filled the air. The entire space was thick with the scent of spring.

After a long while, Long Yinxuan's movements suddenly quickened, and after a rapid thrust, a thick stream of fluid poured into Qingyan's body.

After a while, Long Yinxuan carried Qingyan back to the tree branch, teasing her while playing with her large breasts, "Little beauty, you made quite a loud noise, didn't you? It felt good, didn't it?"

Long Yinxuan hadn't expected Qingyan to moan so loudly, but her wanton cries had truly excited him.

Hearing this, Qingyan buried her face in Long Yinxuan's arms, her face burning as she recalled her earlier actions. She whispered in his arms, "Husband, just now, wasn't Qingyan... wasn't she?" She paused there.

Long Yinxuan chuckled softly. "What is it?" he asked, then looked down at her pretty face.

Qingyan blushed and said, "Isn't it very sexy?"

Long Yinxuan laughed heartily, finding the alluring little beauty in his arms incredibly adorable. "I don't think Qingyan was sexy just now. I prefer you to be even sexier."

Qingyan was taken aback. "Even sexier? This is so difficult for Qingyan."

Long Yinxuan said leisurely, "You'll know what to do after I train you a bit more."

"No way, you bad man, do you think Qingyan doesn't know what you're up to?" Qingyan pouted.

"That's not up to you. Now I'll train you first." Long Yinxuan flipped Qingyan over and pressed her against a tree branch, making her buttocks stick up. The beast aimed.

A sensual conquest began.

Finally, when Long Yinxuan recovered, Qingyan, as if completely exhausted, nestled in his arms, her small hands drawing circles on his chest as she murmured, "You bad man, you almost killed Qingyan."

Long Yinxuan smiled wickedly, "Is that so? Then who was it that kept yelling for me to go faster?"

Qingyan's face, still flushed, turned even redder, "Husband, tell me what exactly happened before? How come my true energy was suddenly absorbed by you and then suddenly fed back? Now my true energy seems to have mutated. If I go back to seclusion for a few years, I'll definitely be able to break through to the Saint Rank." Feeling a little shy, Qingyan deliberately changed the subject.

"This... it should be that our true energy fused together, causing a mutation, and the mutated true energy gave rise to even more true energy. This true energy raised my strength to the peak of the Emperor Rank, and the part I couldn't absorb was fed back into your body." Long Yinxuan thought for a moment, then said leisurely.

"True energy fusion and derivation? That's incredible!" Qingyan's mouth formed a circle, very surprised. “That’s right. I remember when we first met, I felt as if the true energy within me was about to burst out and rush into your body!”

“I felt the same way back then.” Long Yinxuan nodded. “Could it be that our cultivation methods complement each other?”

“No, it should be said that my husband’s cultivation method is greatly beneficial to my cultivation of the ‘Phoenix Chanting Technique.’ I think this is why the ancestral master’s divination said that my husband is the hope for the Hundred Flowers Sect to break through to the Immortal Rank and even the God Rank.” Qingyan looked at Long Yinxuan and said softly.

“Your so-called ancestral master was probably a sorceress ten thousand years ago.” Long Yinxuan said mischievously.

“Don’t say that about the ancestral master. I’m talking about my husband…” Qingyan suddenly exclaimed.

“Hmm?” Long Yinxuan looked at Qingyan.

"When are you going to join our Hundred Flowers Sect? All the sisters in my Hundred Flowers Sect are stunningly beautiful. With your extraordinary skills and handsome looks, my husband, I'm sure all the sisters will submit to you, you wicked fellow. Also, my master is a great beauty. And her master's master is an absolute beauty!" Qingyan's voice was powerful, her face flushed.

Long Yinxuan broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this, but his heart burned with passion.

Chapter 022 I'll Still Be a Demon

Not far from the Immortal Village, on a lonely ridge.

A cool breeze rustled through the ancient trees, a profound silence reigned, broken only by the occasional faint breath. The silence was unbreakable. Silence, after all, was lovely, especially in the eyes of Long Yinxuan and Qingyan, who had just experienced their lovemaking. Silence was not only lovely but also precious.

At this moment, Long Yinxuan lay comfortably on one of the thick branches of the ancient tree, his limbs outstretched. Qingyan rested her fragrant cheek on her hand, nestled against Long Yinxuan's chest, her beautiful eyes gazing intently at her beloved. The more she looked, the more delighted she became, believing him to be the most beautiful man in the world. No! Her beloved was a man of exceptional martial arts skills, outstanding appearance, and extraordinary prowess in that area.

Qingyan still savored the intense pleasure brought by her beloved's wicked touch, the way he spun around her flower. That feeling almost made her faint, yet she maintained a sliver of clarity, a clarity that allowed her to clearly feel the ecstatic stimulation.

Qingyan believed that no woman in the world could remain virginal while her husband used such a skill. She was certain that once her husband unleashed this technique, all women in the world would submit, transforming from virgins into wanton women.

At least, Qingyan was willing to be a wanton woman in front of Long Yinxuan.

Long Yinxuan's exclusive wanton woman.

Lying in the tree, Long Yinxuan's handsome hands occasionally brushed lightly across Qingyan's large breasts, causing her to tremble slightly and occasionally glare at him.

"Husband, according to the divination of the ancestral master, you will be the savior of this continent! Wouldn't that make Qingyan a hero's wife?" The alluring Qingyan revealed a hint of girlish excitement.

Long Yinxuan smiled slightly, then suddenly began to recite: "The great river flows eastward, its waves sweeping away countless heroes of the past..." These were lines from Su Shi's poem, which Long Yinxuan borrowed. "Hero!" Long Yinxuan murmured to himself, "What is a hero? Where are heroes? What are heroes like?" The word "hero" from Qingyan's lips reminded Long Yinxuan of figures like Yue Fei, Qi Jiguang, and Lin Zexu—figures of glory yet burdened with tragedy.

Qingyan stared blankly at Long Yinxuan, both absorbed in his poem and surprised by her beloved's somber mood.

Long Yinxuan stood up, perched atop a branch, his back exuding endless elegance and recklessness. "How many heroes have borne sorrow since ancient times? How many heroes have faced helplessness since ancient times? If that day truly comes, I'd rather be a carefree demon in the mortal world. Because demons don't need to care about the world's opinions. Then I can take my beloved and roam freely, doing what I want, going where I want, without being bound by anything. Wouldn't that be wonderful!"

Long Yinxuan turned around, looking at Qingyan, his dark pupils filled with tenderness, and said softly, "What do you say, my Qingyan?"

Qingyan was about to speak when an ethereal voice interrupted her, "Sister Qingyan, I've only been gone a few hours, and you've already gained a man. As expected of the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect, your methods are truly admirable."

Hearing this, Long Yinxuan looked up and saw a young girl in a white dress. Words like ethereal, serene, and exquisitely beautiful floated into Long Yinxuan's mind. The girl before him seemed to be the complete opposite of Qingyan; one was radiant, the other pure; one passionate as fire, the other cold as ice.

Long Yinxuan thought to himself: This must be Mei Ai, the successor of the Heartless Palace from Qingyan's memories. Such a beautiful woman, yet so heartless and devoid of love—truly ruthless.

Previously, Qingyan and Long Yinxuan shared memories, so Long Yinxuan knew everything Qingyan knew.

"My dear sister, you don't understand. Qingyan was destined to be my husband's woman ten thousand years ago. It's just that fate allowed us to meet today," Qingyan said alluringly, taking a step forward and embracing Long Yinxuan's arm.

Mei Ai looked at Long Yinxuan, her gaze fixed on him. His brows were slightly furrowed, his lips tightly pressed together, and the lines of his face were both handsome and gentle. Even his slender limbs were delicate and graceful. At first glance, anyone would think this handsome young man was weak, even almost girlishly so. But upon closer observation, this impression of weakness would vanish. One would discover that he seemed to possess the power of a savage beast, his extraordinary heroic spirit and unfathomable inner strength.

Mei Ai was certain that the young man's strength was definitely no less than her own.

Mei Ai looked into the young man's eyes—deep, wise, wicked, and sorrowful. Mei Ai found it hard to believe that a person's eyes could convey so many complex emotions. The young man's eyes were not far apart, lightly covered by thick eyebrows, and framed by long, black eyelashes. At this moment, his eyes were half-closed, hazy and dreamlike, but when they suddenly opened, they would burst forth with sparks like the clashing of swords, yet simultaneously radiate a captivating, warm, and gentle light—intense yet resolute, soft yet compelling, as if piercing straight to the depths of one's heart.

Mei Ai silently gazed at the young man, younger than herself, a sudden ripple of unease stirring within her. She thought to herself, "What a handsome young man." Lost in thought, she unconsciously shook her head vigorously.

Unbeknownst to her, Qing Yan had clearly seen this movement. "Sister," she said, "have you been moved by my husband? Has your resolve to cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra wavered?"

Mei Ai smiled slightly and calmly replied, "I, Mei Ai, have cultivated for decades; my resolve has long since reached its peak. How could it be swayed by any man in this world?"

Qingyan, alluring and charming, brushed a stray strand of hair, scattered by the breeze, behind her head. "Oh dear, that's what I dislike most about you, sister. If you weren't moved, why did you shake your head just now? I clearly sensed a fluctuation in your emotions. If you were moved, so be it. I'm not that petty. I don't mind if you serve my husband alongside me. Let me tell you, my husband is very capable in that area. Following my husband is much better than being some kind of 'jade maid' like you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingyan tilted her head back, smiling sweetly, and asked, "Husband, Qingyan isn't wrong, is she?"

Long Yinxuan broke out in a cold sweat. This girl. But those words seemed to hit the nail on the head.

Chapter 023 Husband, why don't you win her over?

There were only three people in this quiet, solitary ridge.

So Qingyan's words entered Mei Ai's ears clearly, word by word. Mei Ai wanted to refute, but then she remembered that her emotions had indeed fluctuated slightly.

Mei Ai thought to herself: Could it be that, as Qing Yan said, she had truly fallen for the man before her? Impossible. No one in this world would fall for another at first sight. Especially not me, Mei Ai.

Actually, Mei Ai was wrong. There is such a thing as love at first sight. But this was clearly beyond her comprehension as a descendant of the Heartless Palace. The reason Mei Ai felt a ripple in her heart upon seeing Long Yin Xuan was because Long Yin Xuan's "Chaos Supreme Scripture" had almost reached its peak, radiating a unique charm that was fatally alluring to women. It could be said that most women in the world would feel a sense of attraction upon first sight of Long Yin Xuan. This was one of the most powerful aspects of cultivating the "Chaos Supreme Scripture" to its later stages.

Mei Ai gazed at Qing Yan, whose already exquisitely beautiful face was now flushed with blushes, adding a touch of mature womanly charm to her already alluring appearance. She was incredibly beautiful and extremely seductive. For some reason, this suddenly stirred a feeling of jealousy in Mei Ai, who was usually calm and collected. Adding to this, the successive successors of the Heartless Palace and the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect both loved to compare themselves, and neither could stand the other. So Mei Ai spoke up.

"Sister, you look even more alluring than a vixen right now. No wonder you managed to hook up with such a handsome young man," Mei Ai chuckled.

Qing Yan was stunned upon hearing this, shaking Long Yin Xuan's arm, "Husband, did you see that? She actually called me a vixen! I'm so heartbroken. Husband, why don't you go and deal with her for me?" Qing Yan's jewel-like eyes flickered. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

"How can I deal with her?" Long Yin Xuan said with a wry smile. Women, wherever there are women, there's trouble.

"It's up to you. My husband can use his literary talent or martial arts skills, or..." Qingyan tiptoed and whispered in Long Yinxuan's ear, "or you can use your big thing. I reckon that girl definitely can't handle my husband's big thing." Although

Qingyan was speaking into Long Yinxuan's ear, somehow her voice clearly reached Mei Ai's ears.

Mei Ai was furious. Even though she was a virtuous woman, she understood what Qingyan meant. What angered her even more was that Qingyan was definitely doing it on purpose; she deliberately channeled that sentence into her ear, just to make her angry. To retaliate for calling her a vixen.

Women like that, always sharp-tongued.

Mei Ai had somehow grasped her longsword, which hummed softly as she pointed it at the air. "Sister, you've already experienced my skills; now I want to experience yours." Her bright eyes were filled with barely suppressed anger.

Clearly, Qingyan had successfully angered Mei Ai.

Seeing this, Qingyan patted her full breasts, creating ripples. This drew a sharp look from Long Yinxuan. "Husband, did you hear that? She not only called me a vixen, but she's going to physically bully me! You'd better go and deal with her, use your big thing, and remember to go hard!" Long Yinxuan looked at Qingyan's coquettish,

self-satisfied expression and couldn't help but laugh. He thought to himself: Don't think I don't know what you were doing. If you hadn't condensed your voice into a thin line for Mei Ai to hear, Mei Ai wouldn't be acting like this.

However, in public, a man must protect his woman no matter what, regardless of whether she's right or wrong. If she's right, he'll help her get justice. If she's wrong, he'll help her distort the truth.

Long Yinxuan affectionately patted Qingyan's head. "Husband will go and deal with her for you." With that, Long Yinxuan strode forward, his aura suddenly intensifying. A silver greatsword, about two meters long, suddenly materialized in his hand—the Chaos Sword.

Qingyan and Meiai curiously examined the silver greatsword in Long Yinxuan's hand, noticing three gray skulls covering it. From afar, a fierce aura emanated from it, carrying boundless killing intent and an evil feel.

Qingyan was curious about where Long Yinxuan got this sword; she remembered he hadn't had it when he had stripped naked and harassed her earlier. However, she didn't voice her question at this moment, only calling out from behind Long Yinxuan, "Husband, you must conquer her! If you catch her, Qingyan will prepare the rope; if you seduce her, Qingyan will prepare the bed." Long Yinxuan, who had already stood still, leaped forward.

This girl, truly worthy of being the little devil of the Hundred Flowers Sect. So bold and unrestrained. He wondered if all the beauties in the Hundred Flowers Sect were like her? If so… Thinking of this, Long Yinxuan felt a little restless.

If all the women in the sect were this unrestrained, Long Yinxuan wouldn't mind conquering them all and having a hundred-woman orgy.

Thinking of this, a lewd smile crept onto Long Yinxuan's lips. This caused Mei Ai, who was on high alert opposite him, to scoff lightly. Mei Ai could tell at a glance that this guy was definitely thinking something bad.

Mei Ai's scoff also brought Long Yinxuan back to his senses. Long Yinxuan said leisurely, "Are you sure you want to fight? I, Long Yinxuan, don't like fighting women like this. I only like to fight women in one place."

Mei Ai was a little curious, "Where?"

Long Yinxuan smiled wickedly, "On the bed, with this greatsword." After saying that, he pointed to his beast.

"You pervert!" Mei Ai blushed and lowered her head to curse. She angrily picked up her sword and walked to the side, seemingly not wanting to fight Long Yinxuan anymore.

Long Yinxuan looked at Mei Ai and thought coldly: A pure maiden? This young master is just teasing pure maidens.

Chapter 24 A Room Full of Beauties

Long Yinxuan turned to Qingyan and shrugged helplessly, "Husband has already taken care of things for you. Don't you think I've won without a fight?"

Long Yinxuan was also helpless. He had wanted to test his current strength through Mei Ai, but who knew that a joke would make her so vulnerable. Was this really the successor of the Heartless Palace who cultivated the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra?

Actually, Mei Ai didn't know what was wrong with her today. Since returning here, her perfect Dao heart seemed to have a slight flaw.

Qingyan stepped forward and giggled, "I thought husband would win her over. Then Qingyan would suffer, having to go around borrowing beds for you guys."

Long Yinxuan slapped Qingyan's pert buttocks hard, "How can you be like this? Always thinking about pushing your husband into someone else's arms."

Qingyan's eyes were full of tears, and she said weakly, "I'm just thinking of husband. Look at Mei Ai, that girl has quite a big chest and a pert bottom. She'd be a good concubine for husband. Doesn't husband want that?"

Long Yinxuan stammered, "This...this..." He glanced at the stunning beauty standing beneath the ancient tree, gazing at Mei Ai's shapely buttocks, and murmured, "This idea seems pretty good."

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through his arm. Looking down, he saw Qingyan pinching his arm with her small hands. "You bad boy! I told you not to have designs on other women!" Qingyan said fiercely.

Long Yinxuan was utterly speechless. She had just encouraged him, and now she was acting like this. Women, oh women, no one can truly understand what they're thinking. After

a brief struggle, Long Yinxuan finally used his "Dragon Claw" technique to loosen Qingyan's grip, freeing him. He rubbed his arm and said softly, "Let's go back. I'll take you to see my aunt and my sister."

Qingyan rubbed her hands together, fiddling with the hem of her red dress, looking quite coy. "Husband, are we really going?"

Long Yinxuan shook his head and chuckled, "Little beauty, are you scared? Your aunt is a very nice person, and a stunning beauty at that. Don't dawdle. Come on!" Long Yinxuan gently took Qingyan's small hand and led her towards the village.

Mei Ai, under the ancient tree, watched the two walk further and further away, lowered her head in thought for a while, and then quietly followed.

Life

is hard to understand, but living is real. Every day is busy with life, rushing to bed and returning late. The body and mind are weary, somewhat tired.

As long as life continues, so too will loss and emptiness, confusion and sadness, constantly disturbing the soul, rising and falling.

Time flies, stealing half a day of leisure from a busy life. Chen Yusi has always liked this feeling! After finishing her own affairs each day, she likes to sit alone, with a simple pen, a zither, and a cup of red tea.

In this way, she wouldn't think about those sad things, wouldn't think about the deep hatred and resentment of twelve years ago, wouldn't think about the capital city that haunted her dreams.

For twelve years, she spent every spare moment like this.

Twelve years, day after day.

When Long Yinxuan led Qingyan into this room, Qingyan immediately saw the stunning woman sitting by the window. She wore a blue dress, her jet-black hair casually draped over her shoulders, her face oval, her eyebrows unadorned, truly like willow leaves, her eyes large, now tinged with a faint melancholy, her nose delicate, her lips cherry-like, her features perfectly proportioned, breathtakingly beautiful, her figure neither too much nor too little, exuding endless mature beauty. She was a beauty that could make any man's blood boil. Even Qingyan, a beauty herself, couldn't help but be amazed at first glance. She thought to herself: This is my husband's aunt? So beautiful!

Hearing footsteps, Chen Yusi looked up and saw Long Yinxuan. Her heart leaped with joy, but then she noticed a stunningly beautiful woman standing beside him, and a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes. Chen Yusi hadn't expected Long Yinxuan to bring back such a mysterious woman. She smiled and nodded slightly.

Chen Yusi looked at Long Yinxuan and asked, "Yinxuan, you haven't told your aunt who this young lady is yet."

"Auntie, this is Qingyan, the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect. I just met her," Long Yinxuan explained.

Chen Yusi was startled. Although she didn't understand martial arts, she had read extensively since childhood and was very knowledgeable about martial arts and major powers. Hearing that the beautiful young woman before her was the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect, one of the continent's most powerful forces, how could she not be surprised?

Just as Chen Yusi was about to speak, Long Kui's voice came over. "Auntie, we have a guest. It's a beautiful lady."

Long Kui, holding Mei Ai's hand, slowly walked into the room.

Qingyan was taken aback, then smiled charmingly, "Why are you here, little sister?"

Long Yinxuan also looked at Mei Ai, wondering why she had come along.

"If you can come, why can't I?" Mei Ai said calmly. Actually, Mei Ai followed Qingyan to find out if the golden light earlier was the appearance of a rare treasure.

"I think you might really have taken a liking to my husband, little sister?" Qingyan smiled charmingly.

This left Chen Yusi and Long Kui completely confused. They both looked at Long Yinxuan.

Long Yinxuan frowned slightly as he looked at the four stunning beauties in the room. An ordinary person would be excited to encounter four beautiful women at once. But Long Yinxuan was now feeling a headache coming on; it seemed that having too many beauties was troublesome.

Chapter 025 What Kind of Woman Is This?

Early autumn, night, south wind blowing, a few black crows cawing on the branches. The weather was slightly cool.

Long Yinxuan stood in the backyard, quietly gazing at the night sky. Recalling the awkward scene of the four women sharing a room earlier, Long Yinxuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Perhaps it's because stunningly beautiful women unconsciously compare themselves when they meet, wanting to see who is the most beautiful. Just now, they were all so charming and alluring. Even my aunt, who usually seems ethereal, was no exception.

Women, you know, shouldn't be together.

Long Yinxuan suddenly frowned, recalling how his aunt had called him into her room a moment earlier, questioning him about his relationship with Qingyan. His aunt's strange expression after hearing about his relationship with Qingyan—

was it resentment? Joy? Confusion? A hint of loss, a touch of bitterness?

Long Yinxuan still couldn't understand what kind of expression his aunt had.

A gust of wind blew, and the courtyard gate behind Long Yinxuan opened. He looked out from the gate; dark clouds were quietly surging, and the houses of the distant Immortal Village seemed to float in the clouds.

A faint fragrance wafted over, and Long Yinxuan gently twitched his nose. In the darkness, he raised his head, smiling. In his dark, gentle eyes, two little Longkui children, their faces innocent and bright, swayed back and forth.

Longkui blushed, looking down and fiddling with the hem of her clothes. "Brother, Sister Qingyan is so beautiful. She and brother are such a perfect match."

Long Yinxuan pursed his lips, his eyes sparkling, a smile radiating from him. "Why does that sound so sour to me?" he said, glancing meaningfully at Longkui.

Longkui lowered her head even further, murmuring softly, "After brother has Sister Qingyan, will he forget about Longkui?"

Long Yinxuan lowered his head, a barely perceptible glint in his eyes. "Well, well, that's hard to say. Qingyan is so beautiful, brother might forget everything else, unless..."

"Unless what?" Longkui seemed a little anxious. Her heart was tied to her brother, and she was very worried that after he had someone he loved, there would be no place for her in his heart.

"Unless Longkui helps brother complete that great research. That way, brother will remember Longkui forever," Long Yinxuan said mischievously. He secretly wondered to himself: Was he being too mean?

Hearing this, Long Kui's face flushed red. She had no idea what her brother meant by "research." That rascal had to label such an embarrassing thing as "research." Long Kui walked up to Long Yin Xuan, closed her eyes, and, with her proud little chest puffed out, trembling slightly, murmured, "Then come on, brother. Long Kui will help you with your research."

Looking at Long Kui's adorable appearance, Long Yin Xuan's lips curved into a beautiful smile. He reached out his handsome hand and gently covered the two mounds on Long Kui's chest.

"Let me see if they've grown any bigger these past few days. The bigger they are, the better for research," Long Yin Xuan said, uttering this shameless fallacy as he played with her full breasts.

Long Yin Xuan's hand slipped inside Long Kui's collar, gently grasping her breasts. The girl's breasts, though not fully developed, were already quite large; the two small breasts were like two small steamed buns, easily held in one hand. Two red nipples were embedded on them, truly endearing. Long Yinxuan gently stroked her full breasts, so soft and delicate.

Watching Long Kui tremble slightly in his arms, desperately trying to remain silent, Long Yinxuan wanted to tease her further. He loosened her collar and gently took one of her nipples into his mouth. Long

Kui froze abruptly at Long Yinxuan's action.

Just then, Chen Yusi, who was out relieving herself, happened to pass by. She covered her mouth tightly with her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

She thought to herself, "What have I just seen? Yinxuan is actually taking my genitals into his mouth! He spied on me while I was bathing a while ago, and now… What's wrong with this world? Is everything chaotic?"

But for some reason, Chen Yusi had a strange feeling. A sense of taboo, breaking with societal norms, filled her heart.

If Long Kui and Yinxuan were like this, was there any possibility between her and Yinxuan?

Seeing that the young couple seemed ready to take things further, Chen Yusi coughed softly. "Yinxuan, why aren't you two resting?" Chen Yusi pretended to have just arrived.

Long Yinxuan and Long Kui, who were engrossed in their research, quickly separated. Long Yinxuan shielded his sister from view, while Long Kui took the opportunity to button her collar.

"Auntie, you scared me to death! I'll chat with my brother for a while, then I'll go to sleep," Long Kui said, blushing and scolding Chen Yusi.

"Auntie, why are you in the backyard so late?" Long Yinxuan asked thoughtfully.

"Me? Auntie saw that Long Kui's room was empty, so I came out to check," Chen Yusi said, looking a little awkward. She could only make up a lie; she couldn't very well tell Long Yinxuan that she went to relieve herself. "You two should go back to your rooms quickly."

Long Kui nodded obediently and went to her room first. Seeing this, Long Yinxuan smiled at his aunt and also returned to his room.

Dark, inky clouds pressed down on the sky, heavy and seemingly about to fall, creating a suffocating silence. A cold wind swept through sharply. The fragile trees trembled and bowed to the ground. It was a scene of impending storm!

In the dead of night, thunder roared and lightning flashed, and the rain began to fall silently.

The rain intensified, the wind grew stronger, and the thunder roared louder, the storm ravaging everyone's sleep. The thunder exploded in their ears, shattering any possibility of a sweet dream.

Long Yinxuan awoke with a start. He felt his door open, a cold glint in his eyes. He sat up abruptly, only to be surprised to find Mei Ai standing there.

Mei Ai's dark eyes stared directly at Long Yinxuan.

So helpless, her bright, clear pupils were wet like a baby's.

"It's so late, why are you in my room?" Looking into Mei Ai's eyes, Long Yinxuan's voice held a gentleness he himself couldn't perceive.

"I...I'm afraid of thunder," Mei Ai said weakly. Completely devoid of the cold demeanor of the heir to the Heartless Palace she had displayed during the day,

Mei Ai was now a shadow of her former self. Long Yinxuan was slightly taken aback, his hands unconsciously opening to embrace her. Only then did he realize Mei Ai's body was trembling.

After being held by Long Yinxuan, Mei Ai didn't struggle, seemingly content, burying her head in his arm, seeking a warm, sheltered corner.

Outside, the wind and rain raged fiercely. Long Yinxuan dared not move, only feeling the lovely woman in his arms, having peacefully let down her guard and anxieties, like a weary child. Slowly, Mei Ai succumbed to sleepiness and closed her eyes.

He held her like that, watching her fall asleep.

Long Yinxuan thought to himself: What kind of woman is this? Sometimes gentle as water, sometimes domineering, sometimes cold as ice, sometimes as capricious as a cat.

Chapter 26 Mei Ai, No Love

Early morning, all was quiet, the sky was just beginning to lighten, the night was about to disappear, and the dawn light slowly awakened the sleeping creatures.

The air was slightly cool, and the gray-blue sky above gradually faded, becoming a wisp of smoke where the sky met the horizon.

A soft mist rose from the Immortal Village, painted with a soft milky white, the white mist rendering everything hazy and dreamlike.

Long Yinxuan slowly woke up. He didn't know when he fell asleep last night, only that he was holding Mei Ai, looking at her, until he also closed his eyes in exhaustion.

Suddenly, Long Yinxuan's eyes widened. What was he holding in his hand?

So soft, so elastic.

His gaze shifted, and Long Yinxuan realized that his hand had somehow slipped inside Mei Ai's collar, tightly grasping her full breasts.

Long Yinxuan smiled wickedly. Since he was already inside, he might as well go all the way.

Immediately afterward, his large hands began to roam restlessly over Mei Ai's body. Those hands, like two brave and fearless explorers, traversed plains and crossed valleys, finally settling on two towering peaks. As the saying goes, "The most beautiful scenery is at the most dangerous peak," and having reached the summit, the two brave explorers were finally captivated by the alluring...

Mei Ai's neckline had been undone, revealing her soft and elastic breasts, which completely aroused the desire hidden deep within Long Yin Xuan's soul. The white dress Mei Ai wore now seemed like a repulsive obstacle to him, fueling his anger.

Long Yin Xuan's hands kneaded even harder, his breathing growing heavier. Mei Ai, fast asleep, felt the waves of stimulation from his chest and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. That sound, that sound, was undoubtedly like a bomb to a man, unleashing his primal instincts, and Long Yin Xuan's heart leaped into his throat.

Mei Ai slowly woke up, and her body stiffened when she saw the scene before her. She was lying in the arms of a young man, and her private parts were being wantonly played with by him. What was going on? In an instant, everything that had happened last night flashed through her mind.

Seeing that Mei Ai had woken up, Long Yinxuan deliberately squeezed her right hand hard, causing Mei Ai to shrink back. "Little beauty, you occupied my bed last night, disturbed my sweet dreams, and ruined my innocence. You should give me something in return, right?"

Mei Ai blushed, her eyes seemingly about to drip water. She was about to speak when Long Yinxuan suddenly sealed her mouth with his.

Long Yinxuan skillfully took Mei Ai's fragrant tongue into his mouth, sucking on it like a baby suckling at a breast, swallowing large gulps of the sweet nectar from Mei Ai's mouth.

Mei Ai lay weakly in Long Yinxuan's arms, his hands encircling her small waist. Long Yinxuan's hands slowly moved downwards, pinching Mei Ai's firm, plump buttocks.

Mei Ai let out a soft moan. The two embraced and moved to the bedside. Long Yinxuan lifted the hem of Mei Ai's long dress, revealing her fair, slender, and voluptuous waist.

"Mmm..." Mei Ai, her mouth gagged, reached out to stop Long Yinxuan's hand, but it was no use. Long Yinxuan used his fingers to unbutton the remaining small buttons on the neckline of her long dress, and as the dress fell onto the bed, Mei Ai's ample bosom lay on the floor, her upper body covered only by a light blue bra with white lace trim supporting her firm, round breasts. Below, only light blue silk lace panties covered her white, plump buttocks, and her full, slender thighs exuded a captivating charm.

Long Yinxuan rolled over and pressed down on Mei Ai.

Mei Ai let out a soft moan, her legs forced apart. Long Yinxuan's hard, hot beast touched the skin at the base of Mei Ai's thighs. Mei Ai could clearly feel Long Yinxuan's hardness and size, and she tightly closed her eyes.

Looking at Mei Ai's stunning face from the closest angle, Long Yinxuan could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her skin. Her large eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled, revealing a hint of nervousness. Her delicate nose was small and straight, exuding the refinement of an art piece. Her round, oval face was fair with a touch of rosy blush, and her soft, pink lips had a clear, gentle line.

Long Yinxuan kissed Mei Ai's hair, forehead, nose, and cheeks repeatedly, finally pressing his lips to her trembling, soft red lips.

As he inhaled Mei Ai's alluring scent, his fingers slowly pulled down her thin panties between her legs, the panties gradually falling away.

Suddenly, Mei Ai seemed to remember something, struggling to get out from under Long Yinxuan, quickly putting on the clothes he had removed, and sitting on the bed, staring blankly at him with a complex expression.

Long Yinxuan looked at Mei Ai and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Mei Ai said nothing, silently shaking her head, then hugged her knees and huddled at the foot of the bed.

How could she speak? How could she begin?

As the inheritor of the Heartless Dao, devoid of emotion and desire, love and feeling, how could she tell this handsome young man before her that she had once been moved by him, that he had caused a flaw in her otherwise perfect Dao heart?

He was like a needle and a flower in her heart. The needle, untouchable, could not be pulled out. The flower, unattainable, yet never faded.

But Mei Ai had no love. How could she, in this life, express love to this young man before her?

Chapter 27 Without Love, What Is Life?

The soft sunlight streaming in through the window, like a layer of golden sand, covered the floor.

Sunlight. First love.

A handsome young man, a young girl's first love. The checkered sheets exuded a delicate fragrance.

Long Yinxuan gazed at Mei Ai, curled up in a ball. He wondered why the usually aloof and stunning woman was so frail today. But undeniably, she was incredibly endearing.

Long Yinxuan pulled Mei Ai into his arms, stroking her dark hair. His fingers ran through her soft hair, the touch gentle.

Long Yinxuan looked down at the girl in his arms, noticing her drooping eyelashes, her sorrowful expression, and her shallow breathing. What's wrong?

Mei Ai… Staring blankly at Long Yinxuan, then blankly out the window, she shook her head and murmured, "I can't, Mei Ai can't, I can't.

Not being able to love is the price every successor of the Heartless Palace must pay."

Mei Ai hugged Long Yinxuan tightly and gently kissed his forehead. She released him, stood up, her eyes filled with reluctance and resolve. Turning around, her long hair cascaded down her back, her figure swaying, possessing a poignant beauty. She whispered softly, "Mei Ai can't, forgive me. My love. Goodbye, my love."

Mei Ai had no tears, no furrowed brow.

Her expression was serene, a picture of tranquility.

Mei Ai was also puzzled; though her heart felt shattered, she could remain so calm.

Perhaps, her heart was broken, and the pain was unbearable . As a result, one becomes numb.

Mei Ai stopped in front of the door, her graceful figure halting. Mei Ai suddenly remembered that her master, Mei Qin, would sometimes stare blankly into the distance, and at those times, her master would always murmur: "If only life were as beautiful as our first meeting."

Mei Ai didn't understand before, but now she did. This beautiful sentence had a cruel edge, like a sharp sword. The initial, heart-stirring, dreamlike beauty of first love would inevitably be eroded little by little by reality, eventually becoming twisted and grotesque. That's why they couldn't be together. Just like some people who stubbornly choose to die young rather than face their aging faces in the mirror. Because they don't want... Faced with the unpleasantness that follows the beautiful, Mei Ai didn't want it.

Therefore, seeing was worse than not seeing. Ideally, they would never meet.

Mei Ai wished she and Long Yin Xuan had never met. That way, she, who shouldn't have loved, wouldn't have fallen in love, wouldn't have left so helplessly after falling in love, wouldn't have felt such heartache upon leaving.

Mei Ai thought, perhaps her master, a hundred years ago, also had someone like this in his heart?

At this moment, Long Yin Xuan came to Mei Ai's side and whispered, "Are you leaving?" As intelligent as he was, how could he not understand Mei Ai's predicament? He wouldn't stop her from leaving; he would only help her clear away all her ties in the future.

Mei Ai suppressed the urge to turn back; she was afraid that if she turned back, she would never see him again. She didn't want to leave. She nodded gently, stood quietly for a moment, then leaped up and flew away, disappearing from Long Yinxuan's sight, leaving him standing there.

Long Yinxuan gazed at the spot where the beauty had left, fiddling with the jade pendant formed from the Chaos Sword. A wicked glint flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: The Palace of Heartless Love? Just wait! I, Long Yinxuan, will come back to retrieve my woman.

My husband… Long Yinxuan felt a pair of soft, boneless hands tightly encircling his waist. It was Qingyan. Had Mei Ai left?

Last night, late at night, Qingyan had intended to go to Long Yinxuan's room, only to find Mei Ai had gone in. As for the events between Mei Ai and her husband last night… Qingyan wouldn't ask what happened, nor did she want to know. The relationship

between men and women was usually just that—a simple matter. A man of principle, a hero, should be surrounded by beauties, and her husband should be that kind of man.

Therefore, if Mei Ai were to be taken into her husband's harem, Qingyan wouldn't be unhappy; on the contrary, she would feel a secret joy. She was delighted to see the heir of the Heartless Palace, who always prided herself on being ruthless and abstinent, conquered by her husband. "

Husband, how is Mei Ai's charm? Tell me, is her body more beautiful, or is Mei Ai's body more beautiful?" Qingyan smiled charmingly, her allure particularly captivating in the morning sun.

Long Yinxuan kneaded her full, round buttocks, his mouth... "My husband is already deeply intoxicated by Qingyan's beautiful body; he's almost bewitched by you, you vixen. As for that girl, Mei'ai, I also wanted to try her beautiful body, but she's gone."

Qingyan's small hand had already slipped inside Long Yinxuan's underwear, grasping his massive member. Her slender fingers gently teased the head of his member, her full breasts pressed against Long Yinxuan's chest, rubbing lightly. "Husband, are you just going to let Mei'ai go back like that? When she returns to the Palace of Heartless Love, she'll definitely be brainwashed by those old maids there..."

Long Yinxuan grinned, enduring the stimulation from Qingyan's soft little hand, and sighed softly: "Without love, what is the point of being born into this world? Without love, this life is exhausting." "How can all living beings be without love and affection? The existence of the Palace of Heartless Love is inherently tragic. How can I bear to let my woman

spend her life there as a heartless and loveless puppet palace master? The Palace of Heartless Love? Let it end in my hands! Many of the past palace masters of the Palace of Heartless Love still exist in the world. They are not only incomparably beautiful, but also extremely powerful. Husband, be careful of them when you go to see Sister Mei Ai," Qingyan gently reminded.

"Just a group of innocent maidens who don't know what love is! Sometimes I wonder if the Palace of Heartless Love's 'Jade Maiden Heart Sutra' is actually the 'Desire Maiden Heart Sutra.' Perhaps their founder's original intention was for them to attain enlightenment through love, but her descendants have turned things upside down?" Long Yinxuan said.

"Who cares? After my husband conquers these so-called 'pure maidens' and trains them into true lustful women, Qingyan really wants to see their lewd appearance in bed!" Qingyan breathed sweetly as she quickened the pace of her hand movements.

Long Yinxuan smiled upon hearing this, thinking to himself: "My dear, Qingyan is right. If one day your senior from the Heartless Palace stops me from taking you away, I will drag them down with you. I don't mind making them submit to me!"

Long Yinxuan suddenly embraced Qingyan, "My husband wants to see Qingyan's lewd performance in bed right now!"

Qingyan blushed and endured her beloved's teasing. Although she always spoke very avant-garde in front of Long Yinxuan, the shyness of the young girl made her use her delicate, snow-white hands to push away the broad shoulders of this lustful man, deliberately leaning back to prevent him from touching her mature, full, and towering breasts. However, as time went on, Qingyan gradually felt her strength waning. Her resistance grew weaker and weaker, and Long Yinxuan tightened his arms, finally pressing Qingyan's beautiful, chaste, and firm breasts against his chest.

"Mmm..." Qingyan let out a soft moan, feeling a little breathless. For some reason, she was utterly captivated by Long Yinxuan's scent. As they drew near, a pleasant fragrance emanated from him, penetrating her heart. She felt a little dizzy, unsure of why. The beautiful and pure young girl felt both shy and anxious...

Long Yinxuan felt the breath of the stunning beauty in his arms was like orchids, her face like a flower, and a unique girlish fragrance permeated his senses. Her chest was pressed against two rapidly rising and falling, erect breasts. Even through a thin layer of clothing, he could feel the two adorable protrusions on her soft, full breasts...

Long Yinxuan's blood surged, and he bent down, ignoring Qingyan's struggles, and lifted her up. "My dear Qingyan, let's do some morning exercises together."

The stunningly beautiful and alluring Qingyan blushed, her body growing increasingly limp. She shyly closed her dreamy, beautiful eyes...

Long Yinxuan carried this peerless beauty to his room, walked to the bed, and pressed the shy and helpless Qingyan beneath him. Qingyan pleaded shyly, "My dear husband, you...you can't...do this...please...please...let me go...it's daytime, what if my aunt comes?"

Qingyan was pinned to the bed, Long Yinxuan's face, filled with wicked lust, kissed Qingyan's exquisite face, kissing her soft, red lips. "This husband just loves daytime debauchery."

Qingyan arched her beautiful, white neck back, refusing to let Long Yinxuan kiss her. But this made her already perky and proud breasts stand even higher...

Long Yinxuan took advantage of the situation and grasped Roujia's soft and perky breasts through a thin layer of white dress.

"Mmm..." Qingyan let out a shy moan, her heart tightening and her face blushing. "Husband, dare to be a little rougher? Qingyan likes your roughness."

Long Yinxuan's lust flared up at his words, and his two large, strong hands gently caressed Qingyan's fair and delicate breasts through the thin, soft clothing, enjoying the large size of the beautiful and pure woman beneath him. Qingyan's body

trembled, her heart filled with confusion. Her soft and perky breasts, when he massaged them like that, made her body feel weak and numb, her heart filled with infinite shyness...

Long Yinxuan skillfully and patiently caressed Qingyan's high and tender breasts, gentle yet powerful. As Long Yinxuan gradually noticed, Qingyan, who was pressed beneath him, began to breathe heavily and rapidly as he caressed and stroked her erect breasts. Her beautiful, blushing head stopped tilting back and gradually became docile.

Long Yinxuan felt a surge of secret delight. Without showing any emotion, he continued to caress Qingyan's full, perky breasts with one hand, while his other hand groped downwards...

Qingyan felt a demonic hand move down from her high, perky breasts, across her soft, slender waist, across her round, smooth thighs, and then slipped inside her tightly closed thighs. With Long Yinxuan's movements, she felt her body gradually losing its own. Under his weight, her delicate body felt so weak and powerless. His passionate, rough caresses brought waves of stimulation to her soul. As he kneaded her soft, perky breasts, a tingling pleasure gradually grew stronger, penetrating her heart and mind, causing her whole body to tremble and go limp.

When Long Yinxuan's hand wound its way down Qingyan's breasts and into the base of her tightly closed thighs, Qingyan felt an unprecedented pleasure throughout her body.

He parted Qingyan's jade-like legs with his hands, reaching into her lower body, pressing tightly against her delicate and shy vulva, caressing it wantonly. A surge of youthful heat from the girl's body penetrated his palms and his brain.

Long Yinxuan felt Qingyan's lower body growing hotter and hotter, the girl's exquisite face becoming increasingly flushed, her breathing becoming more and more rapid. He excitedly continued to tease the beautiful, pure, and lovely woman beneath him. Before he knew it, he felt a small damp patch on the triangular panties in his palm, and he was overjoyed. He began to strip himself naked. The beautiful, pure woman beneath him was now trying desperately to suppress the surging, frightening, and shameful lust in her mind, but the normal physiological reactions that had been buried within a mature young woman for so long, once awakened, could no longer be calmed.

Qingyan felt she could no longer control the surging lust in her mind, nor the shameful physiological reactions in her body. Her heart was filled with shame and fear, her delicate face flushed crimson.

Suddenly, with a hiss, Qingyan felt a chill on her chest.

It turned out that after Long Yinxuan had undressed himself, he had also undressed Qingyan, untying the thin straps of her long dress, and then ripping off her bra.

Qingyan, still blushing and bewildered, was now naked from the waist up, her pair of full, soft, and perky breasts spilling out in panic.

On that dazzlingly white, jade-like skin, atop two shyly dewy, soft and lovely breasts, the nipples, vibrant red and lustrous, resembled shyly blooming flower stamens in the snow, trembling slightly as they met the man's burning gaze...

Qingyan blushed, infinitely shy and unsure what to do. Before she could even cover her full, firm breasts with her hands, he had already taken one of her full breasts into his mouth, making Qingyan feel even more shy.

He grasped Qingyan's other soft, firm breast and caressed it wantonly, while his other hand untied Roujia's skirt. Qingyan was completely naked except for a pair of briefs; the girl's exquisitely sculpted, crystal-clear, snow-white body was now completely naked before him.

The man's hand, through Qingyan's thin silk panties, gently pressed against the girl's full, slightly protruding, soft mons pubis. The beautiful, pure, and delicate Qingyan's body trembled involuntarily. He was secretly pleased and immediately removed Qingyan's silk panties. The stunningly beautiful girl was now completely naked.

At the base of her exquisitely smooth, snow-white, and slender legs, a tuft of light black, slightly curled pubic hair shyly concealed the alluring cleft.

Seeing this flawless, alabaster-white, and beautiful female body, like a holy goddess, lying naked on the bed, Long Yinxuan excitedly pressed down on her.

Just as Qingyan was blushing shyly, she suddenly felt a chill in her lower body. Her entire body was now completely naked. Immediately afterward, a hot male body pressed heavily onto her delicate body, and a thick, hard, burning-hot penis pressed tightly against her lower abdomen. The girl's heart tightened again, and she let out a soft moan, feeling extremely shy. Her pink face turned even redder as she struggled weakly and resisted helplessly.

Long Yinxuan held one of Qingyan's full, snow-white breasts in his mouth, sucking on its delicate pink nipple. With one hand, he grasped and kneaded Qingyan's other firm, soft breast. His other hand gently caressed Qingyan's fair, delicate, and translucent skin, gliding over the slender, smooth waist and soft, beautiful abdomen of this pure, beautiful, and shy woman, before thrusting into her lower body.

"Ah..." A hot and shy cry escaped Qingyan's small, beautiful, rosy lips, marking her first shy moan after losing her virginity.

Long Yinxuan wantonly caressed and teased Qingyan's boneless, beautiful body. Qingyan could not withstand such teasing, especially the lewd hand that was inserted into her lower body, so gently yet passionately caressing and kneading the soft, tender labia of this beautiful, innocent girl.

Qingyan's mind went blank. Though her heart was filled with shyness, she couldn't suppress the blush-inducing moans that escaped her lips.

Long Yinxuan teased the girl's tender and shy heart for a while, and then, from between the tightly closed, rosy slits of her lower body, one drop... two drops... of clear, slippery, viscous love fluid gradually increased, forming a stream of slippery jade dew that flowed from Qingyan's lower body, covering his hand.

Qingyan was incredibly shy, her face flushed red. She didn't know why her lower body was so wet and slippery.

Long Yinxuan parted Qingyan's shyly clenched legs and pressed his thick, long, iron-like penis down onto her lower body. The enormous, terrifying, fiery "serpent" was covered in the viscous fluid flowing from Qingyan's lower body, and the girl's vagina was already wet and slippery. Long Yinxuan smoothly used his massive member to press against her tightly closed, slippery, soft labia. With a slight effort, the glans parted the two tender, slippery labia. In one go, he thrust his lower body forward, and the large, round glans squeezed into the wet, fiery, slippery labia, pushing into Qingyan's vaginal opening.

Amidst the slight furrowing of the beautiful, innocent girl's eyebrows and her soft, melodious cries, he thrust his lower body forward again, and the huge, thick, round glans was inserted all the way in.

Long Yinxuan's fiery, hard, massive member tightly filled Qingyan's tight, delicate vagina. An extreme sense of pleasure made Qingyan's entire body go numb and weak. Deeply inserted into her body, it was so full, so tight, filling every inch of her sacred, deep vaginal walls.

Qingyan's delicate face was flushed with shyness and her jade cheeks were rosy. She was both shy and helpless. The huge "flesh drill" that was deeply inserted into her body was so full and hot, filling her heart and lonely path, which had long felt extremely empty. Sometimes, it would even make her clitoris spin. Whenever this happened, Qingyan couldn't help but cry out.

Long Yinxuan let his beast soak in Qingyan's slippery, moist vagina, his hands caressing Qingyan's delicate, silky, smooth, and translucent skin, and his tongue gently rubbing Qingyan's tender, firm, and extremely sensitive nipples...

Finally, his hands gently stroked Qingyan's slender, smooth, snow-white, and rounded beautiful legs, lingering at the base of the girl's hot and tender thighs, teasing her. He gently rubbed Qingyan's clitoris with his hands, and his teeth lightly bit Qingyan's rosy and tender nipples. When Qingyan's breathing became rapid again, her bright red and delicate cherry lips parted shyly, and she began to moan softly, her soft and tender nipples gradually became engorged and erect. His own beast, soaking in the tight and delicate vagina, grew thicker and longer, and he began to wildly thrust gently in and out of Qingyan's slippery and soft vagina.

Qingyan, blushing with shyness, cried out softly, her jade cheeks flushed with spring. She was overwhelmed by the ecstasy, her body, as smooth and delicate as white jade, undulated and writhed with his thrusts, responding to his lewd penetration.

Long Yinxuan withdrew his massive member from Qingyan's vagina, rubbing it a few times against her tender, moist labia before suddenly thrusting it deep inside her, gradually increasing the pace…

With each rough thrust of the enormous member, streams of wet, sticky fluid flowed from Qingyan's small, rosy vagina, soaking the soft white sheets beneath her.

Long Yinxuan roughly thrust in and out of Qingyan's beautiful, pure, and lovely vagina, each thrust reaching the bottom of her tight, delicate vagina. His large, round, thick, and hard glans pressed hard against the girl's tender cervix. The beautiful woman, who had only recently lost her virginity, could not withstand such a storm of lust. The intense and ecstatic pleasure made the beautiful Qingyan, who had just experienced human relations, sink deeper and deeper into the sea of lustful intercourse between men and women... Qingyan cried out softly and moaned as he thrust and pumped in and out of her, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure.

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