The sixth installment in the "Avenge is Always There" series: The Magpie's Romantic Encounters 610

Chapter Six
As he moved, her breath grew heavier.
His large hand traced her flat stomach down to between her legs, while simultaneously untying the bodice wrapped around her neck.
A pair of small, pink breasts came into view, so full they seemed to invite him to take a bite.
Her naked body exuded a faint fragrance; even though her breasts seemed a little small in his palms, they were white and smooth, undulating between his hands. The delicate
nipples on her white peaks, rubbed by his rough palms, became even more prominent and blooming
. She was like a fledgling bird crying for its mother, hoping for more care from him.
He narrowed his dark eyes, staring at her breasts trembling with her breathing, a burning flame igniting within them. With the
thin fabric no longer obstructing her view, his fingertips touched the delicate pink areola, sending a jolt through her body.
She opened her small mouth, unable to utter a word, only making soft, gurgling sounds.
"Look, your nipples, with just a slight touch from me, have hardened like ripe little fruits." His left thumb gently pressed on her nipple. With
a press of his thumb, the pink bud indented softly, then bounced back to its original shape as soon as he released his thumb.
He repeated this action over and over, his fingertips teasing her sensitive nipples, causing her to gasp occasionally.
Not satisfied, he pressed his thin lips to her smooth nipples, his tongue sucking on the fruit of her breast.
"Ah..." She could feel the wet, hot sensation from her nipples, and her body swayed involuntarily.
Even between her legs, an inexplicable stirring arose.
Her body's natural aversion spoke of the most primal, honest impulse; under his intense demands, her nipples seemed to become increasingly erect.
After licking the other side, he switched to the other, barely neglecting either.
"Don't do this..." She shook her head, trying to regain her composure, but the sound that escaped her lips wasn't resistance, but rather a coquettish tone.
He seemed to hear her plea, stopping his licking of her already erect nipples, but his large hand traced down her delicate curves, probing between her thighs.
"Ah!" she cried softly, surprised that he would so boldly explore the inside of her thighs.
"Your skin is so smooth." He craved every inch of her skin, so he traveled down her chest to her flat stomach.
There was a small indentation in her lower abdomen, and his tongue gently licked the outside of that indentation.
"Mmm..." She bit her lip, trying to stop herself from letting out those shameful moans. The wet,
hot tongue was licking her hollow, rotating flexibly inside, pressing down deep inside—
a warm current seemed to slowly flow out from her private parts, forcing her to clench her legs together. She was
so hot.
So hot that she longed for some solace.
She no longer cared about the differences between men and women; each of his explorations left her defenseless, forced to sway her body in response to his caresses.
Until her inner thighs began to ache and itch, and she couldn't help but want to clench her legs…
but he stopped her with his large hand, parting her thighs again and probing directly into her most private area, stopping between her soft panties.
"Ah…" she hadn't expected his actions to be so bold, covering her most secret garden, "There…
" "Shh!" He didn't allow her to resist, spreading her slender legs apart and burying his handsome face between her soft thighs.
The unique, delicate fragrance of a young girl wafted over, intoxicating him.
"You smell so good..." His high nose rubbed against the crevice between her legs.
That sensitive area trembled slightly at his touch, and warm nectar seemed to flow out incessantly, as if stimulated. As soon as
he finished speaking, he extended his tongue, pressing it against the crevice between her thighs through her underpants.
"Ugh..." She trembled, feeling his tongue licking her most intimate area. The
moment his tongue touched her, saliva soaked the fabric, revealing her swollen, beautiful mons pubis, the vulva barely visible through the transparent fabric.
His warm tongue traced the shape of her mons pubis, then moved down the cleft, discovering dampness on her panties.
"So you were already wet," he chuckled, his tongue pressing directly into the groove of her vulva, teasing it slightly from side to side.
"Mmm…" she murmured, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly with her fingers. What
he was giving her seemed to be exceeding her capacity to bear.
Seeing that her vulva was already secreting nectar, his tongue left her vulva and instead licked the inside of her right thigh. {/ o: } c4 n) `
The tip of her tongue glided over the sensitive spots inside her legs, leaving behind a warm, moist sheen that made her skin look pink and glossy.
His tongue was as nimble as a snake, its wet, slippery licks sending shivers down her spine. She
stiffened, her legs lifted high, even her toes curling in excitement, barely able to cooperate.
His strong arms lifted her thighs onto his shoulders, giving her support. He
kissed lightly along the inside of her thighs, then moved to her smooth calves, leaving light kisses on her calves, then kissing all the way down to her inner thighs.
He repeated this motion tirelessly, causing her to tremble slightly. Finally
, he removed her underpants and tossed them aside, allowing the beautiful flowerbed beneath to come into view in his dark eyes.
"Ah..." she murmured, trying to close her legs in embarrassment, but his large hands pried them open.
The naked vulva was revealed before him, its fine, dark petals still glistening with nectar, like a beautiful jewel. He couldn't bear to look without making a move.
And this precious jewel was meant for him alone to admire! "
So
beautiful," he exclaimed sincerely, unable to resist playing with the two petals with his long fingers. With
just a light touch, she trembled violently, as if trying to shake off the goosebumps on her body, but she couldn't escape the chill he gave her.
"No..." she gasped, finding her chest filled with a warm current, feeling like she couldn't breathe.
His smirk widened, very satisfied with her current reaction.
"Really don't want it?" He deliberately let his long fingers tease her petals, "You're already wet, and you still don't want it?"
"Ugh..." her body arched, her legs almost limp. His
long fingers gently rubbed the inside of her petals, the warm, slippery fluid inside allowing his fingers to move smoothly up and down. ~: @
Pushing the petals aside, the flower bud hidden in the crevice bloomed a beautiful, alluring rose-pink, constantly overflowing with transparent nectar.
The nectar carried a fragrance belonging to a young girl, intoxicating him.
His long fingers caressed the flower bud, his fingertips smeared with nectar, and he tasted it; it had a slightly fishy, sweet flavor.
He couldn't resist covering the sweet opening with his lips, sucking the constantly secreting nectar.
}, y; t) q% ]4 k& 7 q$ s0 \ h8 l "Mmm... ah..." She never expected him to be so bold, covering her most private place with his lips. \* n: q k. \: ?
She sat up abruptly, leaning her upper body against the headboard, placing her hands on his head, trying to stop his improper actions.
! a$ k1 Looking down, she clearly saw all his actions.
He extended his tongue, plunging it into her already wet and warm flower-like opening, rotating it to deeply extract the sweet nectar.
"Ah..." she bit her moist lips, finding her mouth dry, and even the sounds she uttered grew louder. His
tongue, after entering her tight little opening, swirled and turned inside, successfully drawing out her nectar. As he sucked on her flower-like opening, he
continuously made shameful smacking sounds, seemingly not wanting to waste a single drop.
"Mmm..." She could only let out weak breaths, one hand on his head, the other supporting her swaying body.
Her breasts, trembling with each heavy breath, formed dazzling waves, instantly transforming her youthful innocence into something incredibly alluring.
His tongue swirled inside her, the nectar washing over the walls of her vulva, before he could even suck it, trickling down his chin.
Drops of fluid dripped onto the sheets, forming a ring of moisture. When his tongue withdrew, the
clear nectar had soaked her entire vulva.
His tongue moved above her vulva, to the indentation, vibrating left and right in the groove, searching for the clitoris.
"Ugh..." The sensitivity was like a bursting spark; her body trembled even more violently. "Ah..." Her
seductive voice reached his ears, and his desire could no longer be suppressed. His
groin was fully erect, pressing against his crotch, bulging into a terrifying swelling.
While teasing the clitoris with his tongue, he hurriedly removed all his clothes, naked, wanting to feel the warmth of her body.
The delicate clitoris, teased and aroused by his tongue, blossomed with the most beautiful and alluring colors.
She had never felt this way before. Her hands rested limply on the edge of the bed, supporting her body, which felt like it was about to break apart. "Ugh...so hot..." Not
only did her flower cave secrete endless fluids, but her body was also covered in fragrant sweat.
Not only was she hot, but her whole body felt like it was being gnawed at by ants.
He didn't let go of her sensitive areas, licking her tiny clitoris even more vigorously.
He only stopped licking her clitoris when her body began to twitch slightly.
But when he stopped, she seemed unsatisfied, pouting and opening her legs, looking at him with a pair of resentful eyes.
"Mmm..." She sat up, her hands instinctively wrapping around his neck, her pink tongue licking her dry lips. "Why...stop..." "Do
you want it?" He knelt on the bed, raising an eyebrow at her rosy cheeks.
She nodded shyly, abandoning her previous reserve.
"Tell me loudly." He mischievously cupped her heavy breasts in his hands.
"I want it..." She rubbed her face against his, completely unlike her previous aloof demeanor.
"What do you want?" His tongue licked her earlobe.
"Like just now..." Her voice grew softer and softer, but her movements were bold as she leaned forward .
She rubbed her breasts against his chest, placed her hands on his chest, and her alluring almond-shaped eyes were full of suggestive provocation.
He understood the invitation in her eyes, and his mind made perfect sense of it. "
Then you should invite me in!" She didn't understand the meaning behind his words, but her body was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, and she couldn't control herself. So she took the initiative to kiss his thin lips, her pink tongue mimicking the traces of his lips, and finally slipped into his mouth. He didn't refuse her pink tongue, and they sucked on each other's. She grabbed his large hand and stroked it against her chest, trying to extinguish the fire within her. But this caress didn't diminish the fire within her, so she slid down her waist with his large hand, all the way to between her legs. She opened her thighs, letting his large hand caress her vulva. "Mmm ... I want it here..." She placed his large hand on her most sensitive clitoris, hoping he could help her. He gently pinched the clitoris with his fingertips, feeling the clitoral hood already erect. "Such a passionate little thing." He looked at her rosy face, his fingertips tracing every inch of her vulva. The next moment, he extended two long fingers, directly prying open the small opening between her flowers. With the continuous flow of abundant fluid, his fingertips easily slid into her body, immediately feeling the suction of her vaginal walls. "Ugh..." she let out a soft moan. This feeling was more real and profound than his teasing. "Is this what you want?" His hot iron pressed against her thigh, and with her trembling, her soft skin brushed against the rounded end of the hot iron. "Mmm ...so comfortable..." she murmured. His two long fingers alone were enough to fill her body, "More... " Hearing her wild words, his actions didn't stop. He used his fingertips to push into her flower walls, soothing the sensitive areas. "Ugh..." She bent her legs, opening her entire flower gate, allowing his long fingers to explore the depths of her flower passage. The clear nectar, because of his teasing, covered his five fingers. His long fingers withdrew from inside her, but did not break through her last line of defense. The passage was slippery and hot, making his burgeoning desire even more restless. But he told himself not to be too hasty, after all, she was as immature as a fruit. If he didn't let her get used to what he was giving her, she probably wouldn't have the strength to endure what he was about to do. So he suppressed the urge to enter her body, using only his long fingers to stir and rotate inside her, his two long fingers filling her wet, sticky walls, skillfully pleasing her. The wet passage captivated him, igniting a burning fire in his lower abdomen. If he hadn't realized she was a virgin, he probably wouldn't have been able to suppress the fierce and surging flames that were burning his reason so intensely. "You're so wet and tight." As expected of a young virgin, she responded passionately to him after only a few strokes with two fingers. Her tender flower-like opening rhythmically swallowed and released his long fingers, making him unable to resist fantasizing about the pleasure he would feel when his hot iron was absorbed by that tight, small opening ! "Mmm…uh…" The message her body conveyed was very honest. Her delicate body was already twitching slightly, and even her willow-like waist unconsciously began to sway back and forth with the withdrawal of his fingers . She was as alluring as a wanton little enchantress, every soft moan and every expression captivating his heart. She, in turn, was controlled by the desire he had aroused. His thick fingers writhed beneath the slippery walls of her flower, kneading her most sensitive bud. He kissed her lips, his hot tongue entwining with her soft pink tongue, leaving her only a weak moan. Now, she was already ablaze with desire, wanting only to find maximum satisfaction under his teasing. "Ugh..." she groaned, swaying her hips to allow his thick fingers to penetrate deeper into her body. "Ah, ah..."

She made fragmented sounds, her entire body tense to the limit as his rough fingers kneaded her.
Feeling her vagina contract and release repeatedly, her fingers becoming wet with slippery spring tide, he quickened the thrusting of his long fingers. "Ah—"
he
heard her shrill scream .
She seemed to shake off a blanket of snow, her legs stretching numbly…
The fluid within her passage, like melting snow, gushed thickly from her opening, passionately enveloping his two rough fingers. "Ugh..." she cried out wildly ,
her body bursting with pleasure, wave after wave of climax spreading from where his fingertips were teasing her. An
indescribable tingling current surged through her limbs, reaching her forehead—her vision blurred, and she
almost couldn't support herself.
He reacted quickly, withdrawing his thick fingers from her body and catching her limp body in his arms, pulling her into his embrace.
Her slender, white thighs stretched out, and abundant spring fluid slid slowly down her inner thighs onto the soft couch.
The entire small room gained a sweet, cloying fragrance…
Chapter
Seven When Shangguan Xiaoque woke up, a man was lying on top of her naked body. [1]
The man seemed to be taking advantage of her and was smiling innocently at her with a handsome face.
"You..." Her first reaction was to kick the man off the bed!
Huangfu Jing seemed to see through her thoughts and easily stopped her with his large hand, and even mischievously played with her small feet in his hands.
"Xiaoque, are you showing how much you love me with your actions first thing in the morning?" Unlike her, he had changed his clothes and appeared in her eyes with unparalleled handsomeness.
"Damn it!" she swore, his early smile irritating her. "You scoundrel, you conspired with my older sister to deceive me!"
He shrugged and spread his hands, acting utterly shameless.
"Really?" he asked,
feigning complete amnesia.
"You were drunk last night and confessed everything!" she trembled with rage, accusing him of all his crimes.
He chuckled, showing no remorse. "I didn't expect you to know everything." " You
…" she gritted her teeth, powerless to do anything about it.
"Don't be so angry." He leaned closer to her, speaking softly and gently, "Considering how hard I tried to please you last night, don't be angry."
She said with a hint of reproach in her almond-shaped eyes, "You've achieved your goal, can you let me go home now?"
"Goal?" he asked, his smile unwavering.
"You've already taken my body!" She knew he was a lecherous man; his ultimate goal was simply to get her into bed.
And she… had even lost control with him last night.
Good heavens!
She was supposed to be his matchmaker, but in the end, she'd become the target of his advances, inexplicably being completely taken advantage of by him
. His smile vanished, his large hand gripping her chin. "In your eyes, am I really that vulgar and despicable?"
She was intimidated by his seriousness, only able to turn her large eyes away.
"I told you so much last night, and you still don't understand my feelings?" He forced her to meet his dark eyes. "There are so many women in the world, yet I only want you! Only you can stir my heart."
His words shook her heart, causing her small mouth to open slightly.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't moved.
In fact, she had also been moved by him last night, which was why she had let herself fall into this forbidden love affair he had seduced. But
her heart was still filled with unease. After all, he was a passionate man, and she feared his attraction to her was just a fleeting infatuation…
Suddenly, she caught his gaze, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing. “Do you remember everything you said last night?”
“Not a single word.” He didn’t hesitate, taking responsibility for his words.
She angrily clenched her fist and punched his chest. “You pretended to be drunk again last night!” She had been tricked by him again.
“If I didn’t use such a lousy trick, would you have listened to me?” He let her vent her anger by hitting him. “If I didn’t use this method, could I have gotten you in such a short time?”
“You lecherous scoundrel…you bastard…” You stinky man! He even wanted to take things to the extreme
. "If I didn't love you so deeply, why would a prince like me resort to such petty tricks?" He pulled her into his arms. "My dear little sparrow, I don't want you to introduce any other girls to me, because my heart belongs only to you!"
She listened intently to his heartbeat, her face flushed crimson, revealing the secrets of a young woman.
"I can't tell which of your words are true and which are false anymore..." she said sullenly, still feeling bad about being deceived. Especially
since he conspired with his older sister to deceive her, in the end, she suffered the most!
"Loving you is true, wanting to grow old with you is true." He gently kissed her forehead, soothing her softly, "Wanting you to love me is also true." Her
originally irritable and uneasy heart was inexplicably calmed down by his sweet words.
He was a charming man, always keeping her guessing about his thoughts, yet like a fine wine, after a sip, she fell into his tenderness and the fermenting love.
She thought she was intoxicated by his tenderness, intoxicated by the love he gave her, he had lured her into this trap. She
lost her body and her heart.
It also made her realize—this is what it means to be moved.
Shangguan Xiaoque originally insisted on returning to the Shangguan residence, but Huangfu Jing insisted she stay for a few days.
He couldn't bear to let her leave, wanting only to spend more time with her.
She couldn't resist his soft words and had no choice but to comply, willingly staying by his side for a few more days. However, today
, the old lady of the Dejin Prince's residence returned, accompanied by a graceful young woman dressed in luxurious brocade, clearly from a wealthy family
. Shangguan Xiaoque, unable to avoid Madam Dejin, was forced to meet her.
She had no choice but to comply, though she felt somewhat embarrassed.
After all, Madam Dejin had once entrusted her with a favor, but she had unexpectedly "betrayed her own post," filling the vacancy beside Huangfu Jing herself.
She wondered if Madam Dejin would be furious and point her finger at her, calling her shameless
. Her heart was filled with anxiety.
She regretted listening to Huangfu Jing; she should have packed her valuables and gone home that night
. "Don't be afraid!" Huangfu Jing turned to look at Shangguan Xiaoque, who was hunched over, and reached out to grasp her small hand. "You've seen my mother before." "It's
different!" she pouted, feeling as if her feet were tied to heavy stones, making her steps heavy. "If the old lady says I have ulterior motives and planned this all along..." "
Silly girl, don't think so much. I'm here with you." He held her soft hand tightly, letting the warmth of his hand transfer to her palm. She
muttered to herself, but in the end, he led her to the main hall of the mansion.
Inside the hall, the old lady Dejin sat in the main chair, with a young woman standing beside her, talking softly to the old lady Dejin.
As soon as the young woman saw them enter the flower hall, her beautiful face lifted slightly. Seeing their hands clasped tightly, her expression changed slightly, and her lips pressed together. "Good afternoon, Madam, "
Shangguan Xiaoque greeted Madam Dejin with a curtsy. Madam Dejin
smiled faintly. "Miss Shangguan, don't be so polite. Please sit down!" she said kindly, offering her a seat. Shangguan Xiaoque
obediently took her seat, noticing the young woman beside Madam Dejin. The woman
was scrutinizing her from head to toe with her long, narrow phoenix eyes, seemingly judging her in her mind. {,
That red, bright lips, at the end, pursed in dissatisfaction, as if not taking her seriously, also expressing dislike. 1 u7 r u3 o. f( d2 [5 sHowever
, she only suppressed the strange feeling, her small hand was tightened by Huangfu Jing's large hand, which made her less nervous.
$ ^7 s$ z9 l* z/ u: ob "If Zilan hadn't come up the mountain specifically to tell me this news, I wouldn't have known that Jing'er already has someone in his heart." Old Madam Dejin had a kind face and a gentle tone. * j/ u: l* p7 p
Her tone didn't seem to be accusing, which finally made Shangguan Xiaoque breathe a sigh of relief. 6 _! b/ ]) 6 [: t3 ~4 dk
"Mother, I want to marry Xiaoque." Huangfu Jing raised a smile and announced this in front of everyone. 8 c: _) v) `7 } oaAt
that moment, Wei Zilan, standing next to Old Madam Dejin, had a livid face, her hands tightly gripping the silk handkerchief, twisting it into a ball.
$ b$ "How could you!" Wei Zilan couldn't help but exclaim, "Your Highness, don't forget, the Emperor intends to betroth my sister to you."
At this moment, Huangfu Jing finally looked at Wei Zilan properly and said calmly, "Sister-in-law, you seem to be overstepping your bounds."
Wei Zilan was instantly speechless, her pretty face turning red and then pale.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Old Madam Dejin quickly jumped in to smooth things over, "Jing'er, Zilan is only acting out of good intentions. She saw that your position as Princess Consort has been vacant for the past few years and was afraid you might still have reservations, so she wanted to betroth her sister to you.
" Shangguan Xiaoque wasn't stupid; she could tell there was a hidden meaning in Old Madam Dejin's words.
She stole a glance at him and noticed that although his handsome face was expressionless, it was unexpectedly veiled by a thin layer of ice.
"I will decide my own marriage," he coldly replied, rejecting Wei Zilan's so-called "good intentions."
Wei Zilan's face showed displeasure. "I'm concerned about you… Besides, she's just a merchant's daughter; how can she be compared to someone from our royal family?"
"If you hadn't married my cousin, you'd just be the daughter of an oil merchant," he said with a cold, sarcastic smile. Wei Zilan was both
ashamed and angry, but she couldn't really turn against him. She could only tug at Madam Dejin's sleeve, "Aunt..."
Madam Dejin sighed helplessly.
Wei Zilan was related to them by marriage, and also her distant niece, so she couldn't easily take sides. However ,
it was rare to see her son actively standing up for Shangguan Xiaoque, and after so many years, he had finally allowed the girl to enter the manor, which was a good thing for the Prince's Mansion.
If she spoke up for Wei Zilan, wouldn't she offend her son?
Caught in a dilemma, Old Madam Dejin could only smile and say, "Jing'er is so grown up now, he has his own ideas about some things, so let's not interfere too much."
Seeing Old Madam Dejin's dilemma, Shangguan Xiaoque could only speak softly, "Actually... I haven't agreed to marry him yet..."
Her voice was so soft it was comparable to a mosquito's buzz, but it still reached Huangfu Jing's ears.
His large hand gripped her small hand tightly, deliberately making her feel a sharp pain, as if punishing her for speaking out of turn
. "But..." Wei Zilan still refused to give up and wanted to say something more.
"Alright, we've all had a long journey today, I want to go back to my room to rest." Old Madam Dejin stopped Wei Zilan from speaking and stood up from her chair.
Huangfu Jing stepped forward and helped the old lady, "Mother, let me help you to your room."
Old Madam Dejin chuckled, "No need, just have a maid help me to my room, you should spend more time with Miss Shangguan and Zilan!"
He nodded and watched his mother leave.
Seeing Old Madam Dejin disappear into the flower hall, Wei Zilan stood defiantly in front of them, her beautiful face filled with anger. " Are you really going to marry her?" Wei Zilan pointed at Shangguan Xiaoque's nose without any politeness, asking in a shrill voice.
" You seem to be meddling too much." Huangfu Jing pulled Shangguan Xiaoque into his arms, expressing his determination through his actions. " Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?" Wei Zilan suddenly changed to a pitiful expression, "So that's why you just randomly picked a girl to marry?" Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiaoque's face was filled with confusion. Hah! She knew there was something unusual between them! "You're overthinking it." He scoffed, returning only a chilling gaze. "Wei Zilan, don't forget your current status. Aside from our relationship as uncle and sister-in-law, we have no further interaction. Don't say anything that could cause misunderstandings." Hearing his cold words, Wei Zilan felt a pang of pain in her heart. Ignoring the presence of Shangguan Xiaoque, she directly asked, "Jing, are you still angry with me? Is that why you made such a hasty decision about the marriage, even unwilling to marry my sister Zilian?" He didn't reply, but his large hand gripped Shangguan Xiaoque's small hand tightly. What is his relationship with Wei Zilan? Shangguan Xiaoque frowned, her almond-shaped eyes looking at him, then at Wei Zilan, who looked pained, her heart filled with endless curiosity. "Back then, I was also extremely unwilling to marry your cousin..." Wei Zilan's eyes were half jealous and half sad as she stepped forward, trying to separate him from Shangguan Xiaoque. Helplessly, he took Shangguan Xiaoque's hand and distanced himself from Wei Zilan. He didn't want to be touched by her , nor did he want to have any more entanglement with such a woman. "If you hadn't been so indifferent to court affairs, I wouldn't have been forced to marry Prince De, or even betray the love between us." Wei Zilan sang with great skill, tears streaming down her face. "Don't you understand? Like you, I've never forgotten our past." They had been together . Shangguan Xiaoque held her breath, and for some reason, a sour feeling was bubbling in her heart. Moreover, it felt like hot oil, causing her heart to ache. "I've long forgotten you." His expression remained unchanged, without the slightest hesitation. "I've also completely forgotten our past." " You're lying!" Wei Zilan growled, as if accusing him of lying. "If you've forgotten our past, why have you been so reluctant to marry and take a concubine all these years, and why haven't you brought any girls into the manor?" He smiled faintly, his eyes cold. "Because—I don't want to meet another woman like you, so vain, who would betray love for the sake of marrying into a wealthy family." His words struck Wei Zilan's heart hard. Shangguan Xiaoque also gasped, as if an unsolvable knot in her heart had finally been untied, and she suddenly understood. So, the reason he had been refusing girls who came to him was simply because they were all materialistic and only wanted to marry him because of his status as a prince. Most importantly— he had been deeply hurt, losing the most profound love. And that woman not only married another man, but was also his cousin's wife, and now she was forcing him to marry her sister…

This woman is going too far!
Shangguan Xiaoque finally understood the reason for the incident, and felt a tightness in her chest, which she was trying her best to suppress.
"How could you say that to me?" Wei Zilan's face was filled with heartache, her hands twisting the silk handkerchief tightly. "Every girl wants to rise to the top and become a phoenix... Yes, I'm sorry to you, but I desperately want to make up for the hurt I've caused you, so I hope my sister can marry you..." "
You're still just as selfish." He curled his thin lips, devoid of any emotion. "A few years ago, I was rewarded by the Emperor for my campaign against the barbarians and inherited my father's title of prince. Only then did you focus your attention on me. For years, you've been hinting that you want to use your sister as a substitute for yourself. Do you really think I don't understand your intentions?"
"I..." Having her thoughts laid bare, Wei Zilan's cheeks burned like embers
. "I will not fall in love with any woman in the Wei family," he reiterated solemnly, "especially you, who treats love as a cheap commodity to exchange for power!"
Wei Zilan was stung by his direct words and felt utterly ashamed.
She couldn't refute him, but her eyes flashed with malice as she stared directly at Shangguan Xiaoque.
She believed that this woman of humble origins had captivated him. She also firmly believed that
Huangfu Jing still harbored feelings for her; otherwise, the position of his princess consort wouldn't have remained vacant for so many years.
Rumors circulated that he was dashing and charming, yet chaste and self-disciplined, never bringing women into his residence to spend the night.
But now, he had broken his previous principles, bringing Shangguan Xiaoque into the residence and declaring his intention to marry her. This fact was unacceptable to Wei Zilan. She had meticulously planned everything, thinking that since he was still infatuated with her, she would marry her younger sister to him. This would not only consolidate her family 's
power but also give them a formidable position in the court.
At that time, the Wei family would no longer be small-town people selling oil, but rather both sisters would rise to prominence, bringing glory to their ancestors and rewriting the history of the Wei family.
However, this beautiful dream could not come true. She heard everything he said... Just as
Wei Zilan was about to speak, she saw him take Shangguan Xiaoque's small hand and leave her without looking back, not lingering for a moment.
Just like back then, when she told him she had decided to marry his cousin, he resolutely refused to look back.
Shangguan
Xiaoque felt like she'd just watched a play; before she could even shout for satisfaction, Huangfu Jing dragged her into his room.
"I can explain."
As soon as they entered, before she could even ask a question, he blurted it all out.
"I'll listen." She felt no anger towards him, only a pang of heartache, and pulled him to sit on the bed.
"Four years ago, Wei Zilan and her mother came to the Prince's mansion as guests. I met her then and found her kind and lovely, so I fell in love with her. After a few months of dating, I planned to marry her.
As usual, she came to the mansion as a guest and met my cousin. That year, my cousin quelled a rebellion in the court, and the Emperor bestowed upon him the title of 'Prince De,' a rank and status a full level higher than mine. Plus, at that time I was young and naive, only interested in romance and didn't care about court affairs at all, and had no merit whatsoever..." " So she fell in love with Prince De, is that right?" she interjected, revealing the
final outcome.
He nodded, without any concealment.
"Back then, she told me herself that she didn't love me at all. She only loved power and wealth because she was dissatisfied with her current situation and didn't want to be the daughter of an oil seller anymore; she wanted to be a princess." He still remembered that year when Wei Zilan told him this cruel truth with a cold expression.
"Oh! What a wicked woman!" Shangguan Xiaoque cursed Wei Zilan inwardly.
"She's really bad!" she replied, her tone filled with dissatisfaction for him. "I'm ashamed of her as a woman! She's a disgrace to women."
He hadn't expected her to stand on his side, echoing his condemnation of Wei Zilan's infidelity, which made him breathe a sigh of relief
. He thought this little sparrow would throw a huge tantrum, but to his surprise, she turned around and comforted him softly, sending a sweet warmth through his heart.
"Then…" Suddenly, her small hands cupped his handsome face, her bright, earnest black eyes gazing at him. "You definitely, definitely won't fall in love with her anymore, right?"
"I have no feelings for her anymore, so how can there be love?" He narrowed his eyes, looking into her clear, beautiful eyes.
"Hmm!" She nodded in satisfaction. "Then I understand you.
" There was no sour feeling in his heart, but rather a sweet, bubbling feeling. What
he hadn't understood before was now completely resolved.
"Now you understand me?" He smiled and pulled her into his arms. "Am I really that unpredictable?"
"Yes! After all, you're such a quiet type!" She wrinkled her cute little nose, her anxious heart surprisingly understanding his thoughts as the drama unfolded.
He wasn't actually an unpredictable man; he was just too sensitive, hiding his true feelings beneath his smiling face.
Seemingly a playboy, he was actually just testing a woman's feelings for him—whether it was true love or just a facade.
So he preferred to attract many suitors while keeping the position of princess vacant, precisely because he didn't want his love to become a cheap appendage of power.
For him, love should be a pure and flawless emotion, devoid of any ulterior motive, a willing sacrifice without expecting anything in return.
Until he met Shangguan Xiaoque—
He saw in her clear almond-shaped eyes and a heart unattached to his status.
"You're wonderful, a rare and wonderful man." Unable to find words to comfort him, she could only express her heartfelt feelings, "It's Miss Wei who doesn't understand your goodness; she's missed out on the best man in the world!" His
heart had been missing a piece, but after meeting her, that piece was filled, making his life "complete."
"This quiet fellow wants to go to the government office to propose marriage, what do you say?" He inhaled her fragrance and whispered in her ear.
Her face suddenly flushed, and she lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, "I feel like it's too fast..." "
Fast?" His smile froze slightly. "Don't think I didn't hear what you said in the hall. You don't want to marry me, do you?"
"Yeah!" She spoke very softly, how could he still hear
her? "I've been observing the girls of the Shangguan family for a long time," he said meaningfully. "They're all clever and mischievous. Especially the longer the wedding is delayed, the more difficult it will be for the eldest daughter. So, to avoid any unforeseen problems, getting married as quickly as possible is the best."
"It's not as scary as you make it out to be," she pouted, retorting. "Besides, I think I'm still young, I can wait a few more years." "
A few more years?" He raised an eyebrow, his tone turning displeased. "Are you deliberately making things difficult for me, or are you trying to test my patience?"
She felt a little guilty, trying to avoid his burning gaze. "It's different! Besides, you didn't even have anyone act as matchmaker before you wanted to propose marriage..." "
You're a little matchmaker yourself, can't you skip this step?" His large hand quietly moved towards her waist. "Furthermore, your eldest sister has already sold you to me. If you stay in the Shangguan mansion any longer, you'll only be exploited by your eldest sister."
Mentioning her eldest sister, her little mouth pouted even more. "Speaking of which, what kind of deal did you and my older sister make? "
she asked, pressing her small hand against his chest. He
mischievously pinned her down on the bed, gazing at her with his captivating dark eyes. "After you marry me, I'll tell you everything without reservation."
"No! Tell me now!" Her petite body was pinned down by his body, their skin pressed tightly together in an intimate position.
"I will tell you..." He kissed her lips, swallowing her protests and silencing her incessant chatter.
He would also spend a lifetime telling her—
how much he loved her, how much he wanted to cherish her

. Chapter Eight.
Another piece of gossip has emerged in Fengtian City, sure to be a hot topic.
Whenever news of a Shangguan family daughter's impending marriage spreads, it causes a stir and becomes the talk of the town. Today's
focus is on Prince Dejin, Huangfu Jing, and the seventh daughter of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Xiaoque. It's said that Prince Dejin
has already proposed marriage to the Shangguan family, but suddenly, a major obstacle appears—
the Emperor has decreed that the second daughter of the Wei family will be betrothed to Huangfu Jing.
This has become the talk of the town, with everyone wondering whether the seventh daughter will become a princess or the second daughter of the Wei family will oust the intended bride.
Everyone was watching this good show, except for the male and female leads, who were in a very bad mood. Shangguan Xiaoque
had only been back at the Shangguan residence for a few days when she received an imperial decree requiring her to go to the palace.
Although her elder sister accompanied her to the palace for courage, her heart was pounding, as if something big was about to happen.
Shangguan Xiaoyue quietly took her hand, seemingly trying to calm her down.
The soft warmth of her palm reached her small hand and warmed her heart, calming her wildly beating heart.
Although she had had a small argument with her elder sister a few days ago—nothing more than accusing her of selling her to Huangfu Jing—it was still a minor issue. The eldest sister
maintained an aloof attitude, completely ignoring her childish temper. However, when the Emperor summoned her today, the eldest sister was even calmer than her, accompanying her to the palace.
The resentment she felt towards her eldest sister had vanished; instead, her sister's composure soothed her uneasy heart.
Upon arriving at the palace, Shangguan Xiaoque was utterly dumbfounded, as a long procession was already waiting for them in the Imperial Garden.
A tall, handsome man in a dragon robe placed his large hand on the delicate hand of a woman dressed in a tea-red and gold-embroidered robe, wearing a magnificent phoenix crown.
She knew very well that it was the Emperor and Empress. Beside the Emperor stood Huangfu
Jing and a man of ordinary appearance, yet equally exuding royal authority; beside the Empress stood Wei Zilan and a girl with her head bowed, casting disdainful glances and a hint of provocation.
After Shangguan Xiaoyue and Shangguan Xiaoque performed their palace etiquette, the Emperor invited them to take their seats.
"Ahem, ahem..." The Emperor cleared his throat, seemingly somewhat mindful of Huangfu Jing beside him. "I thought the weather was nice today, so I specially invited you all..." "
Your Majesty, get to the point." The Empress couldn't help but interrupt, guiding the Emperor back to the main topic, lest a single question drag on for hours, wasting her time!
"Hmm..." The Emperor chuckled dryly. "I heard that my younger brother wants to marry the seventh daughter of the Shangguan family. Is that true?
" "I will marry no one but her." Huangfu Jing stated his intentions without any hesitation.
"Do you know that I intend to bestow the Wei family's Zilian upon you in marriage?" the Emperor said kindly. "I won't marry her." Huangfu
Jing was very determined, disregarding whether it would offend the Emperor, and directly stated his decision.
Upon hearing this, everyone except the Empress gasped.
They hadn't expected Huangfu Jing to be so stubborn, not even giving the Emperor a shred of respect.
"Brother, a marriage alliance with the Wei family is beneficial and harmless, and it can strengthen family ties," Prince De chimed in, all for the sake of consolidating his family's power.
Huangfu Jing only gave him a cold, piercing look, "Then why don't you just take Wei Zilian as a concubine? Wouldn't that also strengthen family ties?"
*Pfft!* Only the Empress boldly covered her mouth and laughed. She admired him!
Anyone who dared to speak at this moment would inevitably be met with Huangfu Jing's icy sarcasm, causing the atmosphere of the banquet to plummet to freezing point. "Or... there's another compromise." Undeterred, Prince
De continued, "Since you're so determined to marry the seventh daughter of the Shangguan family, then let Zilian suffer a little and become your concubine. That way, the seventh daughter won't be wronged, and neither will..."
Huangfu Jing once again cast a cold glance at his cousin, immediately silencing him.
"The Shangguan family has a family precept." The speaker was Shangguan Xiaoyue, unconcerned that everyone present was a prince, coldly stating, "One should not share a husband with another woman." "
Insolence!" Wei Zilan rebuked lightly, "How dare you, a commoner, speak here!"
"If this humble woman has no right to speak, then why don't Your Majesty and the princes inquire of my younger sister's opinion?" Shangguan Xiaoyue tossed the question to Shangguan Xiaoque.
Shangguan Xiaoque pursed her lips, her face resolute as she replied, "If I must share a husband with another woman, I would rather not marry at all!
" "What spirit!" the Empress thought to herself. The girls of the Shangguan family truly had an air of authority; she liked it.
"What an ordinary little woman, daring to defy the imperial decree..." Wei Zilan used her status to intimidate, her arrogance even surpassing that of the Empress.
"The Emperor hasn't even issued the decree yet, why is Princess Consort De in such a hurry?" the Empress finally spoke indifferently. "Besides, Prince Dejin has made it clear he will marry no one but you, Princess Consort De, why are you so insistent on separating them?"
"This..." Wei Zilan was overwhelmed by the Empress's imposing aura and could only soften her tone, suppressing her anger and dissatisfaction. "I just feel that the young lady of the Shangguan family is being unreasonable and asking for trouble. My sister is of noble birth, and even as a concubine, she has to call the Seventh Miss 'elder sister,' which is already a great honor for the Shangguan family. Yet they still act so arrogantly
." "There is a principle of first come, first served in everything, especially in matters of the heart." Shangguan Xiaoyue didn't take Wei Zilan seriously at all and continued to speak as before. "How can the Princess Consort of De transfer her feelings to her own sister because of a past relationship?"
Shangguan Xiaoyue's words were as sharp as knives, making Prince De and Wei Zilan lose face and unable to respond. Tsk tsk
! The eldest daughter of the Shangguan family was indeed extraordinary; her words had once again driven Wei Zilan into a corner. The Empress couldn't help but applaud inwardly; she was truly a rare woman with eloquent speech.
"You have such a sharp tongue!" Wei Zilan said angrily, seemingly embarrassed that her secret had been exposed. "You insist on calling white black and slandering my character." "
I think the eldest young lady is absolutely right," the Empress said, clearly siding with the Shangguan family. "Besides, Prince Dejin has made his stance so clear. If it weren't for the Seventh Miss, he would rather leave the position of Princess Consort vacant. This situation is not a good thing." The Emperor nodded hurriedly and seized
the opportunity to add, "Indeed! Old Madam Dejin has also been looking forward to the Emperor's marriage for a long time. If we make the old lady wait any longer, I'm afraid the Emperor will be burdened with the reputation of disloyalty and filial impiety."
"Your Majesty..." Wei Zilan seemed unconvinced and wanted to argue, "You promised to bestow a marriage upon my younger sister, and a ruler's word is law!"
"Hmm..." the Empress interrupted again, her beautiful eyes darting around, "It seems the Princess Consort of Deqin loves her sister dearly. Then I will share Your Majesty's burden and make the decision for Princess Consort of Deqin's sister!" Wei Zilan
was both surprised and delighted, thinking that the Emperor and Empress had changed their minds.
Upon hearing this, everyone trembled with fear, especially Huangfu Jing, whose heart was in turmoil. He had known the Empress for a long time and knew that she never played by the rules, acting entirely according to her mood and whims. The
Empress's phoenix eyes swept over Wei Zilan and her sister, a smile spreading across her face. "Although I don't think it's a good thing for two women to share one husband, seeing how much Princess De loves her sister, I've decided to betroth Zilian to Prince De, making her his concubine, so they can continue their sisterly bond, saving Princess De from worrying about your sister all day."
Wei Zilan's face turned ashen; she never expected the Empress to issue such an edict.
"I think the Empress's suggestion is excellent," the Emperor decided to strike while the iron was hot, wanting to resolve this troublesome matter that didn't concern him while everyone was still in shock. "Then I will bestow the seventh daughter of the Shangguan family upon Huangfu Jing; and Prince De will take the second daughter of the Wei family as his concubine, continuing his sisterly bond with Wei Zilan."
With the Emperor's decree issued, Huangfu Jing's gaze softened as he looked at Shangguan Xiaoque, finally able to relax. As soon as the banquet ended, after thanking the Emperor for his grace, Huangfu Jing hurriedly followed Shangguan Xiaoque and Shangguan Xiaoyue.
He even forcefully lifted Shangguan Xiaoque from the Shangguan residence's carriage, ignoring her resistance, and dragged her into his own carriage. "You're so domineering!" she pouted, sitting beside him, glaring at him with her almond-shaped eyes. "These past few days you've had an excuse to go home and you've forgotten I exist, you haven't missed me at all!" He acted like a spoiled child, his handsome face rubbing against her soft, smooth cheek. "I haven't had time to think about you!" she stubbornly replied, her words contradicting her true feelings. "These past few days I've been trying to get an explanation from my elder sister, but she just treated me like a little dog barking at me, not wanting to pay me any attention at all." He raised an eyebrow, the smile on his thin lips undiminished. "How dare you, young lady, bully my beloved consort!" He coaxed her, deliberately putting on a stern face. "I promise you, once you become my consort, I will help you get revenge." "You..." She rolled her eyes at him, "What exactly did you agree to with my elder sister? Not only did she sell me to you, but she was also on your side just now!" "Let me kiss you, and I'll tell you the truth." After saying this, he eagerly pressed his lips to hers, hoping to ease the pain of missing her after these past few days. She couldn't refuse his advances and could only instinctively respond to his kiss. Their lips met, and she felt his tongue's overwhelming aggression, its equally hot tongue intertwining and entwining with hers, sucking the nectar from her mouth, making the silver threads inside inseparable. He kissed her passionately, as if trying to suck the air out of her lungs, making her face flush red and unable to resist. She pushed him away with her small hands. She gasped, "You...you can tell me the truth now!" "Your eldest sister only asks for one thing." He licked his thin lips, seemingly still craving more lust, "Ask me for a man." Upon hearing this, her eyes filled with countless expressions of horror. "Big sister... wants a man from you." She couldn't have heard wrong, could she? "Who is it?" He narrowed his eyes, then shrugged. "I don't know." "You're lying!" she glared at him angrily. "At this point, aren't you going to tell me everything?" "It's true." He explained helplessly, "Your big sister only told me that I owe her a favor, and that favor is that I owe her a man. She's waiting for the right moment, and no matter the cost, she's determined to get that man." " That's it?" She frowned, surprised that her big sister was so greedy, selling her to Huangfu Jing so easily. 3 }# ? w# ~v/ t- x% `) {) d/ @m Hmph! As expected, her eldest sister is a cunning businesswoman. 0 l: @/ m% z* w: q7 } "No matter what..." He pulled her back into his arms, "I only know that you are about to become my queen." # n, x3 m& ]- n; b3 f& t/ a The thought of being able to be tender with her every moment in the future filled his heart with boundless joy. , 6 w: m& h l8 x# f But... right now, he was somewhat restless. . r& i1 b7 o5 s Hey! Although the Emperor had bestowed the marriage, there were still many formalities to be observed during the time it took to marry her, and he wouldn't see his bride until the wedding day. " Hmph !" She wrinkled her delicate nose, but a trace of worry lingered in her heart. "I feel things aren't that simple. You saw Wei Zilan's unwilling look just now. I'm afraid she won't give up so easily." "Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you!" He wrapped his arms around her waist, his large hands beginning to roam freely over her body. "Her ambitions have been ruined by the Empress's schemes. No matter how capable she is, she can't stop us from getting married." "Sigh! Is her persistence due to her unwillingness to accept defeat, or does she actually still like you?" She turned her small face to the side, thinking seriously. This taught her another lesson; the emotions between men and women are filled with so much love, hate, anger, and infatuation! "The truest love doesn't involve so much complexity." He gently kissed her cheek, his tone soft and gentle. "If it's love, a lover's mind will only remember one thing—" "What is it?" Her love, her emotions, were all stirred up by his entanglement and turmoil. And their love stemmed from his boundless and selfless devotion, deeply enveloping her in happiness and sweetness. "Always valuing the other person more than yourself." He softened his voice, seemingly reading her thoughts as well. Yes! In his eyes and heart, Shangguan Xiaoque had deeply captured his gaze, even rising to the top of his status. She was moved by his words, her cheeks flushed, "Do I occupy a very important place in your life?" " Only you can change my future." He sealed her red lips, silencing her from further pointless and pointless questions. Because his future would revolve around her joys and sorrows, everything would revolve around her. She didn't understand, she really didn't understand. Her wedding to Huangfu Jing was tomorrow, so why was she dragged out of bed by her eldest sister early this morning, forced to change into a phoenix coronet and wedding robes, covered with a bridal veil, and stuffed into a bridal sedan chair?

Still dazed, she was surrounded by the wedding attendants and carefully alighted from the bridal sedan chair, then carried into the Prince Dejin's mansion.
The mansion was filled with a joyous atmosphere, with large red double happiness characters pasted all the way from the main gate into the main hall.
Although there weren't many guests, the important elders were gathered in the main hall, waiting for the newlyweds to perform their wedding ceremony at the auspicious time, thus completing their lifelong commitment.
After the ceremony and the drinking of the nuptial wine, she sat in the bridal chamber, her bridal veil covering her face.
The wooden door to the bridal chamber opened and closed again, and steady footsteps slowly approached her. With a large hand, he lifted her bridal veil.
A handsome face entered her round eyes, accompanied by a gentle smile, gazing lovingly at her lightly made-up face. "
Why did our wedding..." Her cherry-like lips barely uttered the question before his thin lips covered hers.
The wedding night was precious, especially after the hectic wedding ceremony that had left him dizzy and disoriented. After the ceremony, he still had to deal with the guests offering toasts, leaving him only able to think of his beautiful new bride in the bridal chamber. His
gentle tongue pried into her mouth, swallowing all her words, her clumsy responses to his kisses.
His large hands continued to unfasten the embroidered buttons on her chest, invasively roaming over her body. Her already
confused mind was further muddled by his fiery kisses, leaving her only able to let her pink tongue entwine with his burning tongue. Huangfu Jing's long-suppressed desire was finally completely unleashed today. He quickly removed the heavy bride and groom's outer garments from both of them, even discarding
the
phoenix crown under the bed, and then placed his lips on her perfect breasts.
Her small but soft breasts, squeezed and kneaded by his hands, deformed and rolled in his palms, the pink buds gradually hardening and protruding due to the rough fingertips.
"Mmm..." She felt the heat brewing in his large hands, trying to ignite the flame hidden beneath her lower abdomen. Before she could think, she was already lost in this stimulation with him.
Each of his teasing movements aroused her instinctive response, causing her delicate body to arch and press against his lower body.
"Little sparrow, I can't wait to want you." He breathed slightly, pressing his body against her soft and smooth body. His
large hands roamed over her shapely waist, lifting her skirt and then spreading her thighs.
His desire was already burning hot, standing erect between her legs, just waiting to enter her softest spot.
"Wait, wait..." She suddenly broke free, her face flushed as she pulled her legs back. "Your Highness, I..."
"You should call me husband now." He frowned, his handsome face hardening. The delicious, fatty meat he had been eyeing had slipped from his lips. "On our wedding night, what are you waiting for
?" She climbed off the bed, took a deep breath to clear her head, and placed her hands on the table laden with delicacies. "Did you and my elder sister get the date wrong? Tomorrow is our wedding day!" "
I couldn't wait any longer, so we moved the wedding date forward by one day." He smiled wickedly, then jumped off the bed and grabbed her from behind.
"Really?" She felt there was a part that he and her older sister had deliberately omitted, without informing her beforehand. He
deliberately leaned forward, pressing his full weight onto her back, and held her arms down, making her unable to move.
"I have no reason to lie to you." Anyway, whether they married sooner or later, she would still become his wife! "I just want to have all of you as soon as possible."
Although his tone was sincere, given his fickle personality and her older sister's deep scheming nature, the two of them together were definitely plotting something. Before
she could even ask anything, his large hand had already wickedly lifted her buttocks, pulling her petticoat up to her snowy bottom, revealing her sexy pink panties.
"Ah..." she cried softly, twisting her shapely buttocks.
But this twisting motion brushed against his long member, her inner thighs rubbing against his hard, pressing member, sending a chill down her spine. He groaned softly.
Abstinence
was indeed painful.
Tonight was the first day of his release, and he had to enjoy her properly.
He impatiently pulled down his trousers, letting his burgeoning, burning desire rise in the air. As soon as it sprang out of his crotch, the sensitive tip pressed against her delicate inner thigh. "
Little sparrow, you're the one who made me lose control." With that, he spread her snowy buttocks, pressing his thick, long iron against her slippery inner thigh.
The thick iron, once inside her thighs, seemed to be summoned by her tender flower, actively seeking out the entrance to her peach blossom cave.
The hot iron quickly buried itself into her flower cave, causing her to cry out softly, resisting by swaying her snowy buttocks, "Ah...it hurts..."
Although the movements were rough, he still slowed down, allowing her tender flower cave to adapt to his brutal insertion.
The thick iron slowly pushed in another inch, and her flower cave automatically enveloped and swallowed the hot iron, gradually adapting to the insertion of the thick iron with bulging veins, and began to secrete slippery nectar. "Mmm... "
Her expression was slightly painful, but the sound she groaned contained a charming coquettishness, making it hard to tell whether it was the strong intrusion he brought or the swelling and numbness that gradually filled her flower cave.
Enjoying the automatic swaying of her snowy buttocks, he gripped her waist, lay on her back, and gently kissed her fair neck, letting his hot iron fully penetrate her body… The thick
iron, due to the slippery spring fluid secreted from her passage, smoothly withdrew from her body, and in coordination with the swaying of her snowy buttocks, his movements became more and more frenzied.
“Slow, slow down…” she cried out softly, feeling that she could hardly keep up, and before she could slowly feel the fullness and numbness, she had to face his fierce impact.
And with each impact, he roughly tore off her inner shirt, and the bodice covering her snowy breasts was also torn off and thrown aside.
He placed his palms over her breasts, forcefully penetrating her body, then rode her with all his might, her swaying breasts rolling in his hands. "Ugh..." she groaned,
unable to resist his intense assault, weakly moaning softly. The
small room was filled with the sounds of their intertwined breaths, the dragon and phoenix candles on the table flickering violently with their movements. His powerful waist thrust in and out, his burning desire swirling and pumping deep within her . As her body temperature rose, her
buttocks and thighs clenched tighter.
"Ugh..." Her soft moans escalated from low groans to loud, open cries as she deeply felt her flower-like opening tighten.
The pleasure seemed to come too quickly, catching her off guard, causing her legs to buckle...
Her flower-like opening contracted violently; her orgasm came rapidly, constantly swallowing and releasing his hot iron, nectar cascading down like a waterfall.
The nectar flowed down the crevice between their joined bodies, dripping onto the polished marble floor, forming a small puddle.
Her body lay limply on the table; if he hadn't supported her firmly, she probably would have collapsed onto the cold floor. He
quickened the thrusting of his hips, rubbing the hot iron against her delicate flower bud. After a moment, he let out a low growl, feeding all the thick, white fluid that had surged to the tip of the hot iron into her flower pot.
His beastly desire was released in an instant!
He picked up her, her body limp, and carried her to their new bed.
The night was still long, and the spring night was not just a moment.
And his future with her had only just begun to brew happiness.
Because she was the peach blossom he had attracted, she would bloom in his heart for a lifetime, giving the sweetest promise to nourish her beauty.
The vows he and she made to each other would never change.

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