[Wuxia] First Travel to The Condor Heroes, Then to the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 27

Chapter 213 Song Yuhua's Wine

The three sat down, Yang Liming simply smiling as he watched the two women, whose true intentions were unknown. Song Yuhua and Zheng Shuming, however, were at a loss for words. Zheng Shuming, in particular, was somewhat flustered. Just moments before, she had boldly declared she would drug Yang Liming with an aphrodisiac, becoming a perfect female lecher. But now, faced with the situation, she had become a shy little girl.

Song Yuhua patted her, signaling her not to be nervous. The pat brought Zheng Shuming back to her senses. She picked up her wine cup and said to Yang Liming, "Brother Yang, I...I...oh...thanks to Brother Yang's rescue, Shuming was spared from that...that...Ba Feng Han's poisonous hands. I cannot thank you enough, I toast you, Brother Yang."

"Hehe, no problem, no problem. Anyone would step forward to help a beauty like Shuming in danger. I just did what I like to do," Yang Liming said.

"No matter what, Shuming must toast Brother Yang, please." Zheng Shuming said, her face flushed.

"Uh... that..." Yang Liming glanced at the wine glass in Zheng Shuming's hand.

"What's wrong, Brother Yang?" Zheng Shuming's face was still flushed.

"Ha. Shuming, even if you want to toast me, you should at least pour some wine into your own glass, right?" Yang Liming said. Sure enough, even the most shrewd women can sometimes seem foolish.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The two women said at the same time. They really didn't understand what Zheng Shuming's mistake had to do with Song Yuhua.

The two women were flustered, one pouring wine for Yang Liming and the other for themselves.

"Hehehe, I'll do it myself." Yang Liming said as he watched Song Yuhua pour all the wine out of her glass. At the same time, he reached out his large hand towards the wine jar in Song Yuhua's hand.

"Ah!" Song Yuhua suddenly screamed. She smashed the small wine jar on the ground, shattering it. It turned out that Song Yuhua, seeing Yang Liming reach out his large hand to her, panicked and threw the entire wine jar to the ground.

"Hahaha, Miss Song, I told you I should do it, didn't I?" Yang Liming shook his head and said.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Song Yuhua reflexively bent down to pick up the shards. But another scream rang out. Yang Liming's expression changed. He squatted down to look at Song Yuhua and saw that her right hand, where she had been picking up the shards, was covered in blood.

"Hua-mei, what happened?" Zheng Shuming quickly dropped the wine jar and squatted down, grabbing Song Yuhua's bloodied hand.

"It's nothing, Sister Ming. I just accidentally cut myself," Song Yuhua said.

Zheng Shuming breathed a sigh of relief. Then she tore off a small piece of her skirt to bandage the wound on Song Yuhua's hand.

"Wait, that's not a good idea." Yang Liming stopped Zheng Shuming, picked up the wine on the table, and said, "Miss Song, would you mind if I helped you treat your wound?" Song Yuhua saw that Yang Liming was very close to her, and she could almost feel his breath. She looked up at Yang Liming and felt a little dizzy. She vaguely agreed and stretched out her bleeding right hand to Yang Liming.

Yang Liming had an opportunity to take advantage of her, and he wouldn't refuse like a so-called gentleman.

He grabbed Song Yuhua's right hand without any politeness and poured the liquor in his hand onto the wound. While pouring, he said, "Liquor can prevent infection and clean the wound."

However, when he looked up, he knew that his words were useless. Song Yuhua's pretty face was red, and she was acting shyly. Zheng Shuming was staring blankly at his face so close to hers. She obviously hadn't heard a word.

Seeing this, Yang Liming didn't say anything. He simply took out a band-aid from his pocket. He tore open two bandages and carefully applied them to the wounds on Song Yuhua's two fingers.

Song Yuhua felt her delicate hands being cared for in a pair of warm, large hands. Suddenly, a strange emotion welled up in her heart. This was an emotion her husband could never give her. Because in her eyes, her husband was no longer a man.

"What is this?" Zheng Shuming asked, pointing to the bandages on Song Yuhua's fingers.

"It's nothing. It's just something I made myself to stop the bleeding," Yang Liming explained casually.

He had long since developed the habit of explaining things that ancient people didn't understand to them.

"Thank you, Young Master Yang. I'm sorry to have troubled you with this," Song Yuhua murmured softly after the three of them stood up. If it weren't for Yang Liming's profound skill, he probably wouldn't have heard what she was saying.

"It's nothing. Yuhua was wronged because she was pouring me wine," Yang Liming said, taking the opportunity to call Yuhua by name.

Song Yuhua obviously didn't object. She just looked at him with her watery eyes.

"Oh dear, there's no more wine," Zheng Shuming suddenly said.

“I’ll go get it,” Song Yuhua replied. “No…no…we’ll go together. Brother Yang, please wait a moment. Yuhua and I will go get the best wine to entertain you, our distinguished guest,” Zheng Shuming said. With that, she pulled Song Yuhua away as if fleeing.

“Why are you dragging me away, Sister Ming?” Song Yuhua said after they were out of Yang Liming’s sight.

“No, we were too embarrassed just now. We must get the plan done quickly,” Zheng Shuming said.

“Okay, I understand. After he drinks the wine laced with aphrodisiac, I’ll leave immediately. Then Sister Ming will take over,” Song Yuhua nodded, though she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

“Alright, Yuhua. Let’s split up. You go get the wine, and I’ll go find the drug,” Zheng Shuming said. “Okay.” "Song Yuhua responded. Then she and Zheng Shuming ran off in different directions. ******

Yang Liming waited in the pavilion for about ten minutes before finally seeing the two women return. He saw Song Yuhua carrying two jars of wine, walking slowly towards Zheng Shuming.

"Yuhua, wait a moment. Give him the jar with the medicine in it. We'll drink the one without the medicine, understand?"

"Yes. Sister Ming, I understand." Song Yuhua tightened her grip on the jar in her right hand. She couldn't help but recall the warm feeling of her small hand in Yang Liming's hand. She also thought of her husband, whom she hadn't shared a bed with in three years of marriage.

"You're back?" Yang Liming smiled, glancing at Song Yuhua with a slightly strange look. The two women's hearts pounded. "Won't they find out?"

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Yuhua, serve the wine." "Zheng Shuming said. But after waiting for a while, Zheng Shuming still didn't see Song Yuhua make

a move. "Yuhua, why are you hiding the wine jars behind your back? Is it really some kind of amazing wine? You're even reluctant to let me see it?" Yang Liming looked at Song Yuhua with gentle eyes and teased her.

Song Yuhua trembled when she heard Yang Liming's voice. Her husband's incompetence and the inexplicable emotions she had just felt kept swirling in her mind. The wine jars in her hands behind her back inexplicably switched. No one knew whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally. Perhaps even she herself didn't know.

"Hua-mei, don't hide them anymore, bring the wine." Zheng Shuming said again at this time. But her little face was terribly red.

Song Yuhua took the two small wine jars behind her back and handed them out with her right hand.

"Young Master Yang, these are Ming-jie's husband's treasured collection. You must drink them all. Don't waste them." Song Yuhua said gently. Her tone was extremely charming.

"Okay. Of course." Yang Liming took the wine jar from Song Yuhua and filled a cup. Song Yuhua and Zheng Shuming then filled their own cups with the other wine jars.

"It's a great pleasure to have two beauties with me today. I'll drink to that first," he said, bringing the cup to his lips.

"No! Stop!"

"What's wrong, Shuming?" Yang Liming asked.

"No... nothing." Zheng Shuming sat down again and downed the wine in her glass in one gulp. A few more blushes appeared on her face.

"You didn't poison it, did you?" Yang Liming said with a smile.

"Nonsense! No way!" Zheng Shuming shouted, a hint of nervousness appearing on her face. "

Hahaha, I was just joking. Even if you really poisoned it, I'd obediently drink it if the two beauties wanted me to." Yang Liming finished his wine in one gulp.

Only Song Yuhua kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought. She slowly reached out her delicate hand and picked up the wine glass in front of her, bringing it to her lips several times, but didn't drink it.

"Yuhua, what's wrong?" Yang Liming looked at her strangely.

"Hehe, nothing. Can Yuhua ask Young Master Yang for a favor?"

"What is it? Yuhua, just tell me." Yang Liming said.

"Thank you, young master. Yu Hua just wants you to please not hurt Yu Hua in the future, okay?"

"Uh... what is this?" Yang Liming thought to himself. Zheng Shuming was also completely confused.

"Young master, please promise me, okay?" Song Yu Hua said somewhat anxiously. "Okay. Okay. I promise." Although Yang Liming didn't understand what she was saying, seeing tears welling up in her eyes, he immediately nodded.

Upon hearing this, a happy smile appeared on Song Yu Hua's pretty face. She downed her wine in one gulp.

Chapter 214 Double Flight

The three of them sat absentmindedly, eating and chatting. The two women were even more distracted, not knowing what to do.
"Yu Hua, I'm suddenly a little scared. Shall we run away?" At the last minute, Zheng Shumin weakly whispered in Song Yu Hua's ear. Her eyes were still fixed on Yang Liming, as if afraid he would suddenly jump up and go berserk. She completely forgot that she was the one who first suggested this idea.

“Ming-jie, since you’ve decided to do it, don’t be hesitant. Didn’t you say you wanted lifelong happiness?” Song Yuhua said.
“Yes. Alright then. I’ll go all out today. But so much time has passed, why hasn’t he reacted yet? I remember I used a potent aphrodisiac specifically for martial arts masters. Even with high internal strength, he should have been affected by now.” Zheng Shumin thought.
“What are you two whispering about? Do you have some unspeakable secret?” Yang Liming said with a smile, watching the two women finish their lovemaking. The two women underestimated his abilities. He had heard their conversation clearly. But he was also a little puzzled. The wine he had just drunk didn’t contain any aphrodisiac. What was going on?

“Haha, nothing, I just suddenly feel a little hot.” Zheng Shumin tugged at her collar and said.
It was just a casual remark. But when she said it, she suddenly felt a real heat all over her body, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. She couldn’t help but feel strange.

"Oh, I see. But Yuhua, are you hot too? Why are your faces both so red?" Yang Liming asked. The two women's faces grew increasingly red, as if they were covered in rouge.
"Yes...yes...ah...I'm so hot too. So uncomfortable." Song Yuhua, who had been sitting upright, suddenly slumped onto the table upon hearing Yang Liming's question, panting softly. Zheng Shumin was even more decisive, lying on the floor, constantly pulling at her clothes. Hot breaths escaped her lips, and soft moans escaped her lips. If Yang Liming hadn't cleaned up the broken wine jar fragments while they were out, Zheng Shumin would be in real pain.
"Mmm...mmm...ah..." Song Yuhua also began pulling at her clothes. Her hands reached down to her crotch, and she started touching her genitals right in front of Yang Liming. Judging from the two women's somewhat dazed eyes, they were clearly in a state of confusion.

"No way. Could it be that these two silly girls accidentally drank the aphrodisiac they were going to give me?" Yang Liming thought to himself, observing their reactions. The current situation seemed too good to be true. If that were the case, it would be hilarious. Of course, what Yang Liming didn't know was that although the two women had indeed drunk the aphrodisiac they were meant to give him, the real situation was far more complicated than he imagined.

"Ah...ah...so hot...so uncomfortable." With a hiss, Song Yuhua's outer garment was completely ruined by her own actions. Zheng Shumin's neckline was also completely open, revealing a large expanse of her white chest. One of her hands was rubbing between her legs, while the other was reaching into her neckline to touch herself.

"Waaah, I feel so uncomfortable..." Song Yuhua mumbled incoherently. Suddenly, she saw Yang Liming pounce on her. She was now only wearing a bodice and underwear.
Although Yang Liming was momentarily taken aback by the two women's sudden arousal, he quickly recovered. His penis had already been aroused by their own actions. Seeing Song Yuhua pounce on him, he was naturally more than happy to oblige. He tightly embraced Song Yuhua's boneless, smooth, and fragrant body, and swiftly sealed her luscious, fragrant red lips with his own. One had kissed

countless beautiful women's lips, while the other was a beautiful young woman who had never kissed a man before, yet was now under the influence of aphrodisiacs. Now that they were together, their passion was like dry tinder igniting a raging fire. Their lips were pressed together, inseparable. Yang Liming thrust his tongue into Song Yuhua's fragrant little mouth, chasing after her delicate tongue, sucking it to his heart's content. Their lips remained tightly joined, their tongues entwining, exchanging saliva. Song Yuhua's sweet, warm breath brushed against Yang Liming's face, like a powerful aphrodisiac taking effect, making Yang Liming unable to control himself any longer… hiss… a few hissing sounds… Song Yuhua's lower body was already completely naked. Yang Liming himself was also completely naked. The only clothing between them was Song Yuhua's undergarment.
Yang Liming reached inside Song Yuhua's clothes and gently lifted her smooth, supple, and incredibly elastic breasts, squeezing them together. He lightly rubbed her protruding, light pink nipples with his fingers, making gentle circles, round and round. After a while, Yang Liming clearly heard Song Yuhua involuntarily uttering moans and cries of pleasure: "Mmm... Oh... Mmm... Oh...!" She, in her delirium, clearly felt much better. Meanwhile, Zheng

Shumin, alone on the other side, was also far from calm. All her clothes were gone, her long, slender legs spread wide. Her entire body was a large pink patch, clearly a side effect of the aphrodisiac. But that wasn't the worst of it. The worst was that this woman was now leaning against a pillar of the pavilion, one hand constantly kneading her breasts, while the other hand was rapidly moving in and out between her legs. As her fingers moved in and out, streams of fluid gushed out, glistening over her entire crotch. The sight was enough to drive any man mad. If Yang Liming hadn't been so engrossed in Song Yuhua, he probably would have been comforting her first.

Slowly, Yang Liming's hand slid down to Song Yuhua's slightly bulging, rounded abdomen, gently kneading and stroking it. Then, he reached down to her crotch, directly caressing her wet pubic hair until he reached her dripping vulva. He gently rubbed her two delicate, sensitive labia and stroked her clitoris. Song Yuhua instinctively bent back and tilted her head back, gazing at the top of the pavilion and slowly closing her alluring eyes. Yang Liming's fingers continued to caress her plump vulva... After a while, Yang Liming slowly and gently removed Song Yuhua's bodice, causing her to lie down on the stone. He gently spread her long, smooth, delicate, and snow-white legs, using his hands to separate her labia. Her vulva was overflowing with lustful fluid. Sunlight streaming through the gaps in the trees revealed Song Yuhua's soft, glossy black pubic hair, her thick, pale pink labia, and the copious amounts of shimmering, silvery vaginal fluid glistening on her labia and vulva... Seeing this, Yang Liming could no longer restrain himself. He positioned his throbbing, throbbing penis, which felt as if it were about to burst, against Song Yuhua's crotch. However, he didn't rush to penetrate her vulva. Instead, he gently reached out and began to caress Song Yuhua's flawless thighs and groin, then slowly
and carefully avoiding touching her wet labia...

Song Yuhua's slender hands gripped tightly? Her eyes, brimming with seductive allure, were tightly closed as she twisted and turned. Her round, jade-like buttocks undulated up and down. When Yang Liming's fingers again rubbed against Song Yuhua's tender vulva, gently stroking her labia, Song Yuhua could no longer hold back her moans and cries: "Oh... God! I... am going to die... Please!... Don't... torture me... Mmm... It's so... It's so itchy... My lower part... It hurts so much... Let me go... You... are so... so... so... so... cruel... Ah..."

With a soul-stirring, seductive cry from Song Yuhua, Yang Liming buried his face between her thighs, kissed her labia, and deeply inserted his rough, wet tongue into her pink cleft, sucking her... With a passionate gesture, Huang Rong raised her snow-white, pink thighs, which rose and fell rhythmically with the movement of his tongue. Yang Liming, in turn, followed the rhythm, thrusting his tongue into her alluring vulva, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible, attempting to reach the very core of her flower. At the same time, he greedily sucked on her soft labia and the milky white fluid that flowed out...
Just as Yang Liming was savoring the sensation, suddenly, Song Yuhua's entire body trembled and shuddered. A fragrant, thick stream of fluid, filled with the allure of a mature woman's flesh and tempting to ejaculate, gushed from Song Yuhua's vulva, splashing most of Yang Liming's face...

Yang Liming said nothing more, quickly guiding his large penis and gently touching Song Yuhua's delicate vulva. Song Yuhua felt an incredibly hot penis pressing against her vagina, causing her body to tremble involuntarily. Yang Liming's glans slid back and forth along the pink, moist, alluring crevice. Slowly, the vulva parted, revealing a small pink bud, and a large amount of milky white, sticky fluid flowed from it. At this moment, Yang Liming could no longer hold back. With a thrust of his waist, his large glans squeezed into the narrow, wet flower path. "Ah..." Song Yuhua let out a soft, seductive cry. Yang Liming tightly embraced Song Yuhua's snowy buttocks, and with a
powerful thrust, he inserted his entire penis with a "plop."

The pink fleshy walls inside her vulva rubbed against his shaft, the layers of folds enveloping Yang Liming's large penis. The feeling of fullness, tightness, and narrowness assaulted Song Yuhua's nerves. She moaned softly, murmured, and sobbed. The heavy blow from Vice General Li almost made her ejaculate again. "Ugh... um... ooh... ah..."

Yang Liming admired Song Yuhua's charming and alluring beauty while slowly thrusting his penis, carefully feeling the trembling inside. Nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, five shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, eight shallow thrusts followed by two deep thrusts, seven shallow thrusts followed by three deep thrusts, six shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust... As Yang Liming increased the frequency of his hip thrusts, waves of sweet pleasure surged from Song Yuhua's tender vulva.

Seeing this, Yang Liming had no more scruples. He placed Song Yuhua's long, smooth legs on his shoulders and began thrusting in and out with great force. Each impact hit the flower core of Song Yuhua's pretty face, which was flushed with spring. The soft, numb sensation made Song Yuhua moan uncontrollably, her cries of pleasure ringing out continuously. Those who heard it all felt their blood boil and their lust rise. Meanwhile, Song Yuhua's flower bloomed, and waves of lustful fluid gushed out, making it easier for Yang Liming to do as he pleased.

After a period of vigorous thrusting, Yang Liming grasped Song Yuhua's slender, jade-like hands, pulled her up, and made her straddle him. He sat on a stone bench, panting, and said, "Beautiful lady, you're on top...
"
Song Yuhua, languid and weak, was pulled up by him, then placed her hands on his chest, her pink buttocks bobbing up and down, swallowing his penis again and again. Their moans mingled, echoing in the courtyard filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, amidst the lush greenery...
Her pink lips parted, greedily sucking on the thick, long shaft. Her lust was completely released, causing her to involuntarily emit soul-stirring murmurs and moans.

Yang Liming alternated between slow and rapid thrusts, frantically pounding into Song Yuhua's tender flower core, showering down waves of fragrant nectar. Their genitals were tightly intertwined, their pubic bones colliding, making
crisp sounds. Having been deprived for so many years, Song Yuhua's libido was incredibly strong. With her eyes half-closed and her cheeks flushed, she twisted her waist and swayed her hips, responding to Yang Liming's vigorous thrusting. Fragrant juices flowed freely from her honeyed orifice, allowing Yang Liming's penis to reach the deepest part of her vagina with each thrust. "Oh...uh...you're going in...too deep...good...really...ah...I can't take it...uh..." Song Yuhua's hair flew

wildly as she murmured sweetly. Under Yang Liming's relentless and incredibly persistent thrusting, the naturally tight and delicate flower of the Song family's eldest daughter, Song Yuhua, gradually loosened and widened, finally taking in the rounded glans with each full insertion. The cervix clamped down on the entire egg-sized glans, the tender flesh of the vaginal walls twisting and squeezing against the shaft.

Overwhelmed by pleasure, Yang Liming groaned softly, "Oh...mmm..." He then passionately kissed Song Yuhua's snow-white, smooth, soft, and slightly upturned breasts, carefully kissing the tender, delicate flesh. He circled the pale pink buds with his tongue, constantly grinding and pulling at the swollen nipples with his teeth, instantly stimulating them to stand even more erect. The itch on Song Yuhua's body also brought her immense pleasure.

"Ah..." Song Yuhua let out a soul-stirring moan, seemingly a sob but actually a cry of ecstasy, secreting a large amount of milky white, sticky, lustful fluid. The fire of desire within her burned, making her face flushed, and a layer of misty, alluring mist clouded her dark eyes, making her appear exceptionally beautiful and captivating.

The vaginal discharge increased, allowing Yang Liming's penis to move more freely and smoothly inside her. As Song Yuhua moved up and down with abandon, her snow-white, delicate, firm, and slightly upturned breasts rippled in waves, slapping against Yang Liming's face. His rough stubble lightly brushed against her two light pink nipples.

"Ah...so...deep...your...so thick...uh...I...am...going to...come again..." Song Yuhua cried out seductively, her snowy buttocks rapidly rubbing against Yang Liming's penis. The temperature of her vaginal walls rose sharply under the friction of the shaft, wave after wave of milky white, transparent nectar filling every space within her vaginal canal.
Seeing Song Yuhua's seductive and alluring state as she rode on top of him, Yang Liming grasped one of her beautiful, firm breasts in each hand, squeezing them forcefully inward, pressing the two soft, engorged, and hardened nipples together, and then began to sway up and down.

Two nipples collided, sparking intense pleasure. A tingling, electric current of ecstasy coursed through Song Yuhua's body and mind, making her moans and groans even higher and more intoxicatingly beautiful. A fragrant, sticky flow of vaginal fluid

gushed from her vagina, slowly trickling down her buttocks to her tight anus, also wetting Yang Liming's inner thighs.

Yang Liming lifted himself up, his right hand still kneading and playing with one of her fragrant breasts, continuing to rub her full, erect nipple. His free left hand reached behind Song Yuhua's snowy buttocks, raised his index finger, scooped up the vaginal fluid at the entrance of her anus, and thrust it in, rotating it. At the same time, he used his tongue to lick away the thin layer of fragrant sweat from Song Yuhua's alluring white body as if savoring a delicacy…

Simultaneously, all the sensitive parts of her body were sexually aroused and assaulted to varying degrees, and Song Yuhua instantly reached another orgasm. A torrent of milky-white nectar, like a burst dam, gushed from her pink and juicy vulva, soaking Yang Liming's scrotum, inner thighs, and groin. With a blissful moan, Song Yuhua collapsed limply onto Yang Liming, panting heavily.
"Ah!...Ah!..." As if electrocuted, Song Yuhua slightly opened her alluring eyes, her chest heaving, her breath hot and fragrant as she moaned, her entire snow-white, smooth, and exquisitely beautiful body trembling slightly.

Yang Liming dared not even breathe, as his large glans, pressed tightly against Song Yuhua's delicate, supple cervix, was being intensely sucked. The tender flesh inside her vagina was constantly twisting and constricting his shaft, bringing him waves of tingling, intoxicating pleasure. Had he not slightly used his internal energy to resist, he probably would have ejaculated prematurely.

Song Yuhua's snow-white, smooth, and alluring body, like that of Venus, lay on top of Yang Liming, her soft breaths trembling. The afterglow of her orgasm still made this beautiful woman, who had completely recovered from the effects of the aphrodisiac, incredibly happy, yet her seductive and wanton demeanor reignited his desire. Her sexy, moist lips exhaled fragrant, hot breath, intoxicating him. Her body emitted the deadly scent of a beautiful, mature woman, seemingly more effective than aphrodisiacs or love potions. Yang Liming's engorged penis, hidden deep within Song Yuhua's honeyed vagina, grew increasingly thick and long, stretching her naturally tight and exceptionally moist orifice to a full, swollen, and even more alluring appearance. Upon

seeing this, Yang Liming immediately stood up and changed positions. Song Yuhua, her pretty face flushed, simply cooperated.

She tightly gripped his waist with her long, shapely, smooth-skinned legs, her toes curled together, and her pink, rounded arms draped over his shoulders. Her delicate, round, pink buttocks rubbed against him from side to side. Song Yuhua's beauty and strength, her wanton and seductive allure, were captivating to the core; what man in the world wouldn't be moved by such a sight?! Yang Liming gripped Song Yuhua's beautiful, smooth, and alluring buttocks tightly with both hands. He staggered towards her boudoir, lifting her pink buttocks and thrusting up and down, each stroke heavily penetrating deep into her womb. Her delicate pink labia were repeatedly torn open by his penis, and milky white, sticky fluids overflowed like a burst dam, wetting her two constantly opening and closing genitals and pubic hair. The aphrodisiac scent of her

body ignited Yang Liming's lust, and his movements became faster and more intense. With her eyes closed, breathing heavily, and moaning seductively, Song Yuhua's slender hands clung tightly to Yang Liming's neck, her body arching backward in a very sexy and alluring curve. Her proud, slightly upturned breasts trembled and quivered with the constant up-and-down movements of her body, glistening with a sweet, intoxicating fragrance. Yang Liming immediately began to pursue these two snow-white, smooth mounds of flesh with his mouth. He kissed, bit, sucked, and chewed on the hardened, protruding nipples, sucking wildly. It seemed as if they contained a lot of milk, just like Wanwan's.

Song Yuhua, with her pretty face flushed with spring and her alluring charm irresistible, could not withstand such teasing. Waves of tingling pleasure emanated from her sensitive parts, causing her to cry out in a wanton manner: "Mmm... ah... faster... penetrate... ah... um... too... deep... oh... I'm going to come... mmm... really... I'm going to come... ah..."

Yang Liming thrust even more intensely, tossing Song Yuhua up and down repeatedly, the sounds of "splashing... splashing..." filling the air as milky white nectar splattered everywhere. Song Yuhua's vagina was a once-in-a-century treasure, naturally tight and juicy, no wonder the fragrant, lustful fluids sprayed out like a mist, wetting the two of them.
In this soul-stirring moment, suddenly someone pounced on the two joined together. Her small mouth kept saying, "I want... ah... I want... ah... give it to me."
Only then did Song Yuhua remember that Zheng Shumin had also been drugged with aphrodisiacs. And judging from her flushed appearance, she was clearly nearing her end. She moaned softly, "Young Master Yang... ah... oh... don't penetrate me... anymore... Sister Min can't take it anymore... ah... ah..."

Chapter 215 Continued

"Okay. I understand." He suddenly thrust violently and forcefully into Song Yuhua's vagina, and as he wished, Song Yuhua was

stimulated , her long, smooth, and rounded legs spreading wide. A torrent of fluid gushed out. Yang Liming withdrew his large penis at the moment of her climax. Without his penis to fill her, Song Yuhua's vagina immediately became wet.

He turned around and embraced Zheng Shumin, his hot lips sealing her soft, fragrant red lips. A wet, rough tongue successfully

pried open her pearly white teeth, darting into her mouth to hunt her delicate tongue. Although she tried to dodge, she was eventually entangled.

Zheng Shumin instinctively rolled her arms, resisting the invading tongue. Their tongues intertwined, touching tightly, and in the back and forth, Zheng Shumin's

tongue was frequently met with Yang Liming's passionate kiss. Zheng Shumin gradually became intoxicated by the passionate kiss, sinking into the waves of desire…

Yang Liming savored Zheng Shumin's fragrant lips, mouthful after mouthful.

Zheng Shumin's body grew hotter and hotter; Yang Liming knew she was really close to climaxing. He then pushed her to the ground.

He spread her right leg, stretched out his hand, and covered her delicate vulva. His warm hand felt like fire melting ice, and Zheng Shumin's

secret valley instantly surged with desire, her labia majora already glistening with clear nectar. Yang Liming skillfully

pressed his thumb against Zheng Shumin's pearly clitoris, gently stroking and intermittently pressing it; Zheng Shumin's nostrils flared,

and moaned softly. Although she tried her best to suppress the rising desire within her, the intense passion was written all over her beautiful face.

Yang Liming couldn't resist any longer. He gently parted her legs, positioned himself between them, supported himself with his hands, and used only his hard, long penis to touch Zheng Shumin's body.

His large penis, aimed at Zheng Shumin's beautiful, wet vulva, gently entered. The two soft, silvery labia of Zheng Shumin's plump labia, like two large clam shells, enveloped the head of Yang Liming's penis, slowly guiding it inside.

Although Yang Liming had only gently inserted it, the stimulation caused Zheng Shumin to convulse wildly. She screamed twice, "Ah...ah!" Her lower body violently gushed out streams of fluid, reaching orgasm. Clearly, her body had been made extremely sensitive by the aphrodisiac. With the ejaculation, the blush on Zheng Shumin's body faded slightly.

"Ah...all the way in...ah..." Zheng Shumin's mind, filled with fire, cleared slightly. However, she couldn't resist the fire within her.

Hearing this, Yang Liming kissed her face, then spread Zheng Shumin's two white thighs, hoisted them onto his shoulders, and forcefully thrust his steel-hard, steel-like penis between her legs. It went in completely.

"Oh...ah..." Zheng Shumin screamed, her legs kicking wildly. The enormous penis, as thick as an egg, was suddenly trapped inside the pulsating flesh of her labia majora. And as it was trapped, she continued to kiss the head of the penis. Yang Liming pressed on, pushing forward with all his might, eventually forcing open a curved opening deep within the vagina. He pushed the head of his penis into the uterus, and continuously rubbed the clitoris with the head of his penis.

"Ah...so full..." Zheng Shumin's thirsty, tender hole was filled by the thick, hard penis, and water immediately splashed all over Yang Liming's legs. Each penetration brought out a large amount of lustful fluid, and her soft, tender hole tightly wrapped around the hard, large penis. Zheng Shumin moaned, anticipating each penetration of the hot penis. When it was pulled out, her hole suddenly felt empty, but it was filled and comfortable by the next penetration. The tender flesh inside her hole was rubbed tightly by the head of the large penis. The rapid friction made Zheng Shumin feel a surge of pleasure throughout her body, and her white, tender breasts kept shaking and rubbing against the man's chest.

"Ah!...ah...good...ah...woo...so comfortable...ah!" Zheng Shumin almost cried out in pleasure.

Yang Liming thrust in and out vigorously, his tongue licking Zheng Shumin's cheek before suddenly kissing her delicate lips. He opened her mouth wide, his lips pressed against her smooth skin. Zheng Shumin sucked on the man's mouth, clinging tightly to his body, her waist twisting wildly in rhythm with the thrusting of his large penis.

Yang Liming quickened his pace, each thrust plunging deep into her vagina

. Suddenly, she felt her vagina tighten, and a gush of fluid spurted from deep within. "Ah...I'm...coming!...Ah!!!!!!!!!! So comfortable...feeling...Ah!!!!!" Zheng Shumin, being inexperienced and under the influence of aphrodisiac, was extremely sensitive. A few vigorous thrusts brought her to the brink of ecstasy, her vaginal fluids splattering everywhere.
Her vagina contracted and sucked at Yang Liming's penis, trying to draw out his semen as well, but to no avail. Clearly, she needed to be penetrated further.

Yang Liming, of course, wasn't finished yet. He immediately moved Zheng Shumin's body around, making her kneel in front of him, intending to enter from behind. Zheng Shumin blushed deeply at this position, remaining silent and obediently raising her buttocks, turning her gaze back, her eyes filled with desire, waiting for his large penis to enter.

Yang Liming looked at her alluring vulva from behind, her round, pert buttocks incredibly captivating, her labia, glistening with copious amounts of vaginal fluid, tender and dewy. Without hesitation, Yang Liming thrust his large penis into her vagina with a soft "whoosh.

" "Ah!!!..." they both cried out simultaneously.

"Ah!!...I want...I can't take it anymore...Ah!!!!...Mmm...Ah!!!" Zheng Shumin's shy and pleasurable feelings were mixed together. Her tightly closed flesh hole was suddenly filled and pleasurable by the large penis. The large penis that entered her in this position felt even more real and hard. With each in-and-out thrust of the large penis, waves of fluid gushed out.

Yang Liming hugged Zheng Shumin's waist tightly from behind, slapping her buttocks. Zheng Shumin's breasts appeared even fuller with the violent swaying of her body. Yang Liming seemed to like this position very much, and his breathing became rapid. His hands slapped Zheng Shumin's snow-white buttocks, making crisp slapping sounds, while he thrust in and out vigorously and quickly without stopping. Her originally snow-white buttocks were slapped until they turned red. At this moment, only low moans like those of a female beast could be heard from Zheng Shumin's mouth.

It seemed they had reached the final hurdle. Old Yang increased his strength, and the two bodies slowly moved forward on the floor with his vigorous movements. Soon, Zheng Shumin's head was slammed against the wall below the window. Zheng Shumin braced herself against the wall with both hands, her upper body losing support and falling completely to the ground, but her plump buttocks remained high, resisting the impact of the intense pleasure.
Her two juicy breasts swayed wildly as Yang Liming grabbed her fair, snowy breasts and thrust his large penis into her with great force. The head of his penis roughly plowed into her tight, fleshy hole, and with each thrust, it slapped against her buttocks, creating waves of fluid with a "slap, slap" sound.

Zheng Shumin, her hair disheveled, raised her head, twisting her hips and moaning loudly, her beautiful face filled with longing. "Ah...so good, harder!...Mmm, harder!..."

The pleasure of a beautiful woman is hard to resist. Hearing this, Yang Liming grabbed the beauty's slender waist and thrust in and out rapidly, each stroke heavy and powerful. Zheng Shumin seemed unable to withstand it, wildly shaking her hips, her vagina tightly gripping his large penis, letting the head of the penis forcefully open her narrow, tender vagina and thrust deep inside, pounding against her clitoris.

"Ah!!...I want...I can't take it anymore!!...Mmm. Ah, so good!"

"Sister, let me help you too." Song Yuhua, who had been comforting herself by inserting and removing her fingers, couldn't bear the stimulation from the two of them. She volunteered to run to Zheng Shumin's side, knelt down, grabbed her large breasts that were constantly swinging, and began to knead them. She even leaned down to caress them.

Under intense stimulation, Zheng Shumin was already out of her mind, only concerned with arching her buttocks and thrusting wildly, fiercely responding to Yang Liming's in and out. She could only tremble and moan as he fucked her, until she cried with excitement, her delicate body trembling violently, gradually reaching the peak of her arousal under his intense thrusts.

The extreme pleasure caused the walls of her vagina to grip Yang Liming's huge penis tightly, making Yang Liming feel incredibly pleasurable. His penis, which was rapidly thrusting in and out of her, could no longer be restrained. With a low growl, he slammed his hips forward, leaving a loud slap. A red mark appeared on Zheng Shumin's buttocks. His penis was inserted to its deepest point, reaching her tender cervix, and he began to ejaculate violently.

Hot semen shot into her body, and Zheng Shumin immediately cried out, scalded by the heat. She tilted her head back high, her slender neck as beautiful and captivating as a swan's. A trembling sob escaped her lips as she reached the peak of passion, experiencing an unprecedented climax.

Yang Liming didn't end there. He grabbed Song Yuhua, who was playing with Zheng Shumin's breasts, and placed her on top of Zheng Shumin, pressing their large breasts together. He thrust into her, beginning his in-and-out motion. He remembered that the upper orifice belonged to Song Yuhua, and the lower one to Zheng Shumin. He alternately looked at the two women's openings, not knowing how long he had been going on. He only knew that both women had orgasmed more than ten times. Their labia were red from the penetration. Only then did he ejaculate inside each of their wombs. ***
Under the starry sky, Yang Liming sat in the pavilion. On his left and right arms lay two beautiful heads—Zheng Shumin and Song Yuhua… The two women listened with their eyes closed as Yang Liming told them mythical stories. The scene looked incredibly romantic. However, one thing greatly diminished the romance: all three of them were covered in fluids. Even the two women had traces of bodily fluids flowing from their groins and legs, a testament to the recent battle.

"Alright. The White Snake was imprisoned in Leifeng Pagoda, but has been rescued. That's it," Yang Liming summarized. Then he patted Song Yuhua's hand, which was playing with his penis: "If you can still handle it, I don't mind reviving it, one more time."

"No, no. We've been at it all day. Mingjie and I are almost dead from your ministrations. Any more and it'll get even more swollen down there," Song Yuhua said, touching her crotch in grievance. She completely forgot that her swelling was mostly due to her own frenzy.

"Hehe, Hua-mei, you little slut, you still say no. We agreed I'd go up alone to deal with my husband. But you actually drank the aphrodisiac yourself, seducing him. Hehehe, so funny. Someone even said he'd rather die than cheat..." Zheng Shumin teased, pinching Song Yuhua's chin.

Having been mocked like this several times, Song Yuhua's face flushed red again. She kept burrowing her head into Yang Liming's arms.

"Alright, you actually tried to drug a grown man like me. Being a female lecher isn't much better than Yuhua. But I like it. Hahaha." Yang Liming laughed loudly. Anyway, he was the one who benefited in the end. How could he not be happy?

Chapter 216 Reunion with Yun Yuzhen As soon as Yang

Liming said this, Zheng Shumin burrowed even closer into his arms, pinching the soft flesh on his waist as she did so. "You bad boy, you bad boy, bullying us. Anyway, you're the one who benefits in the end. We two girls have tried our best to give ourselves to you, and you still dare to laugh at us. I don't believe you, this notorious lecher, don't have feelings for us and Yuhua."

"Okay, okay, okay, it's my fault, alright? Hey. Yuhua, don't touch my bird. Do you want it to bully you again? If your bodies can still take it, then go ahead." Yang Liming said.

"Pah. No nice words, who touched your bird?" Song Yuhua said shyly in a low voice. She withdrew her hand from Yang Liming's little brother. Strictly speaking, she was still a virgin, and this was the first time she had carefully examined a man's penis. She was somewhat curious about this naughty thing that had been going in and out of her body earlier that day.

"Husband, now Yuhua and I are both yours. I don't mind. Anyway, my husband Jiang Ba is already dead. At most, I'll nominally be a widow for him for a while, while secretly having an affair with my lecherous husband. But Yuhua still has a husband. If the father and son of Duzun Fort find out that their wife is having an affair, they probably won't let it go easily," Zheng Shumin interrupted their playful banter.

"Yes, my husband, I...I...I've been with you behind Xie Wenlong's back. If they find out, they won't let it go. After all, they both value their reputation. My father might not help me either. After all, I'm the one who cheated on Xie Wenlong first," Song Yuhua said worriedly.

"Nonsense! What do you mean you're the one who cheated on Xie Wenlong first? He's an impotent eunuch, does he expect him to possess a beautiful woman like you? Isn't that ruining your life? Besides, don't be afraid, go tell your father that Xie Wenlong is a eunuch. If he still doesn't care about your life and insists you be with Xie Wenlong, then such a father isn't worth your acknowledgment," Yang Liming said.

"Yes. It's clearly Xie Wenlong who wronged you. How did it become you who wronged Xie Wenlong? He couldn't fulfill his duties as a husband, so it's no wonder you slept with him," Zheng Shumin said. She deeply understood the pain of widowhood, so she couldn't stand Song Yuhua's mentality the most, even though her husband had only been dead for less than half a year. But she had been a widow for five years. Except for the brief period after her marriage to Jiang Ba, when she was still somewhat presentable, the following years were a living hell. Five years ago, Jiang Ba was severely injured in a fight with Cao Yinglong, the leader of the Four Great Bandits, and was no longer able to devote himself to women. Therefore, when she heard that Song Yuhua was in the same situation a year and a half ago, the two, initially just friends, developed a rapidly growing relationship, soon becoming close confidantes, and eventually even engaging in lesbian relationships to alleviate their loneliness.

"Alright, alright, I know. It's Xie Wenlong who wronged me. It's not me who wronged him, okay? I don't feel guilty towards Xie Wenlong. I feel guilty towards Uncle Xie; he's been so good to me. He practically treats me like his own daughter," Song Yuhua said. "Alright, I understand. It's alright. Whether it's your father or Jie Hui, your husband will take care of it for you. Now, your task is to quickly put your clothes on, or I might not be able to resist doing it to you again," Yang Liming laughed. Although he enjoyed sex and seeing the two women naked, they had already been doing it all day. He couldn't keep doing it forever; that would be too animalistic. Besides, the two women might not be able to handle it.

"Hehe, we know. Yu Hua and I don't want you to break our private parts. Then we won't be able to have your children," the wild-tempered Zheng Shumin said, blushing. Then she went to the room to get her clothes, but Yang Liming stopped her. He had plenty of clothes in his storage ring, so there was no need for that.

He then performed a magic trick for the two women, who had never seen a storage ring before. He completely fooled them, and after a few sweet kisses, he finally revealed the secret of his magical ability to conjure things out of thin air. He also gave each of the two women a so-called celestial storage ring as a token of their love. The two women were overjoyed and kept calling him "husband," their voices almost cloyingly sweet. For them, this was more than just a magical ring; it represented Yang Liming's affirmation of them. If he hadn't promised to take responsibility for them for life, how could he have given them such a precious celestial item? Therefore, both women seemed exceptionally fond of this not-so-pretty ring.

"Thank you, husband. I was worried you'd dislike me for being someone else's wife. This is wonderful," Song Yuhua said. Unexpectedly, Yang Liming smiled wickedly and pinched Song Yuhua's breast, saying, "How could I dislike you? Hahaha, you're simply exquisite!"

Hearing Yang Liming's words, Song Yuhua blinked, confused.

"Tch, Yuhua, how could you understand men's wicked thoughts? Men are just particularly aroused by other men's wives," Zheng Shumin, who understood men better, chuckled. She had hit Yang Liming's wicked thoughts squarely. He had all the typical male fantasies: lolis, mature women, and married women. Especially a married woman like Song Yuhua, who had never been with another man—wasn't that even more precious?

While they were joking around, a weak voice sounded from outside. "Madam. A guest has arrived. I don't know..."

"Didn't I tell you not to come in?" Zheng Shumin said unhappily as soon as the person outside finished speaking. Luckily, it was over, otherwise she would have lost face terribly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Madam, but Chief Yun has been waiting for a long time. I...I..." the person outside stammered.

"What, Chief Yun? Which Chief Yun?" Yang Liming asked. There seemed to be only one Chief Yun in the Tang Dynasty—his wife, Yun Yuzhen, who had said she was going to disband the Ju Kun Gang but hadn't returned yet.

"The Chief Yun of the Ju Kun Gang?" the maid outside said.

"Alright, I understand. You can go now," Yang Liming said. He was already acting like the master. After all, he could do whatever he wanted with their mistress now.

After the servants' voices faded, Yang Liming quickly dressed and said to Zheng Shumin, "It's Yuzhen. You know Yuzhen, right?"

"Yes, of course I know Chief Yun. We're friends. How come… judging from your intimate tone, do you have something going on with her too?" Zheng Shumin said with a smile, her small hand shaking Yang Liming's arm, as if she knew everything.

"Hahaha, you guessed right! Too bad there's no prize. I haven't seen Yuzhen in a long time either. Get ready quickly."

The two women nodded obediently. (Women are meant to be obeyed. See, they're becoming more and more obedient.)

After the three of them dressed, they walked out of the backyard and headed towards the main hall.

Yang Liming walked in front, stepping over the threshold. His eyes darted around, searching for that beautiful figure. In the hall, there was only a haughty beauty, resting her delicate chin on her hand, sitting there blankly, lost in thought. Occasionally, a slight smile appeared on his face.

Yang Liming gestured for the two women behind him to be quiet. Like a thief, he stealthily slipped behind Yun Yuzhen and pounced on her. He pulled her tightly into his arms, his large hands quickly reaching inside her collar. He grasped her breasts, which he had once carefully played with, and began to knead them. His fingers even pinched her nipples.

"Ah...who..." Yun Yuzhen, who had been gentle, instantly turned murderous. These were forbidden areas; no one but that person could touch them. Otherwise, death. All the strength in her body surged forth, but it also instantly recoiled.

"Hahaha, Yuzhen, even if you see your husband, don't get this excited, okay? But your martial arts have improved a lot. You've reached the peak of the early stage of the Innate Realm. It's a huge leap forward compared to before." Yang Liming held Yun Yuzhen like a doll, whispering in her ear. To be honest, Yun Yuzhen was truly beautiful. If you really considered her, she wasn't much less stunning than someone like Shang Xiuxun. It was just that her former wanton air greatly diminished her charm. Since following Yang Liming, that wanton air had completely disappeared. Instead, she possessed an ethereal beauty, like Shi Feixuan, making people irresistibly drawn to her.

"Husband," Yun Yuzhen's voice was soft, almost melting. She grabbed Yang Liming's large hand, which was playfully roaming her chest, and forcefully turned her around. Her fiery cherry lips pressed against Yang Liming's large mouth.

Yang Liming didn't hold back, kissing her passionately. It took him a while to release her flushed face.

"Yuzhen, what are you doing here?"

"It's all because I was looking for you, my husband. You were running around everywhere, and it took Yuzhen a lot of effort to find you," Yun Yuzhen said. With her cultivation at the Innate Stage, she could naturally hear the moans coming from the backyard that morning. However, knowing Yang Liming's philandering nature, she chose to sit obediently and wait. Of course, a little resentment lingered in her heart, but that resentment had long since vanished upon seeing her long-lost lover.

"Looking for me, hehehe, isn't my jade really itchy down there? Want your husband to relieve the itch?" Yang Liming said lewdly.

"Alright, husband, stop fooling around. I came to find you because I was worried about you. Don't you know that something big has happened in Wagang?" Yun Yuzhen said.

"Something big? What's so big? Is it bigger than these two things of my wife Yuzhen's?" Yang Liming pinched the two soft breasts in Yun Yuzhen's hands and blinked his "innocent" eyes.

"Hmm... husband, I'm talking about serious matters." Yun Yuzhen said, her face flushed.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around, we'll talk about it later. Tell me, what's the big deal?" Yang Liming laughed.

"The day before yesterday, Li Mi killed Huo Rang and seized all the power in Wagang. He also issued two decrees from Pushan. And both of them are aimed at you, husband. One is sending people to hunt you down. The other is planning to attack the Flying Horse Ranch." Yun Yuzhen said. It was a little strange that Yang Liming was completely unaware of such a big event. Yang Liming could tell what his wife was thinking just by looking at her eyes. The day before yesterday, he was busy having sex with Wanwan. How could he have paid attention to such important events? Despite this, the news still surprised him a little. But he shrugged and thought, "Let them chase me. Let them attack me. I don't believe Li Mi can cause any real trouble. If I weren't busy chasing girls, I would have already knocked him out. But now that he dares to cause trouble, I don't mind taking some time to teach him a lesson."

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