[Urban] Wild Younger Brother's Domineering Love (Complete) - 17 (End)

Chapter 10 Ye Fan

stood before the large full-length mirror in the bathroom, her pale face reflected in the steamy mist. She gently touched the cuts on her face, her thoughts drifting elsewhere. After a long while, she sighed softly and smiled indifferently. This

wasn't the first time he'd done this, but this time she could sense he was serious, seriously trying to imprison her. Whether it was because of his terrifying possessiveness or lingering feelings, she had no interest in playing along.

This time, there was absolutely no turning back!

With a firm resolve, the sensations of her body finally entered her consciousness. She was still naked, the showerhead barely stopping, spraying water all over her. Ye Fan smiled helplessly; this habit of daydreaming was truly incurable!

She liked taking baths, but here she could only take a quick shower. Firstly, she was really sleepy, and secondly, with Ye Qing right under her nose, even if he didn't necessarily do anything, she still had to be careful. Even if she was just imagining things, it didn't matter; they couldn't let anything else happen between them in an ambiguous way.

As it turned out, she was just overthinking it. Ye Qing not only didn't bother her, but he also disappeared when he went to sleep that night. She felt she couldn't sleep with him, but Ye Qing had so resolutely brought her here, and then did nothing, which really surprised her. This didn't seem like his domineering style.

When she woke up the next day, it was still early. Ye Fan, unusually, didn't sleep in. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, then suddenly got up. The wardrobe was full of new clothes, clearly prepared especially for her. Ye Fan frowned. How long did he plan to keep her locked up? He even prepared summer clothes?

After dressing and going out, the room was empty, devoid of any human presence; Ye Qing was nowhere to be seen. He should be at work by now.

A simple breakfast was laid out on the table, which Ye Qing carefully covered. Ye Fan walked across the table and straight to the door. Opening the door, before she could even peek inside, two imposing men, like door gods, leaped into view.

"Miss Ye, please return." The left door god gestured respectfully, inviting her in, but his tone was undeniably forceful. Ye Fan raised an eyebrow, and the other interjected, "Miss Ye, this is Mr. Ye's order. We can assist you with anything you need."

"Oh?" Ye Fan smiled faintly, said nothing more, and turned back into the house.

After finishing breakfast, Ye Fan casually picked out a few magazines in the study, changed into fluffy slippers, and opened the door again, saying before the "door gods" could speak, "May I just take a stroll in the garden?" Seeing that she didn't seem to be going out, and considering the garden was right under their noses, they figured nothing would happen, so they didn't say anything more, watching her walk away before following her at a distance.

The weather has been quite nice these past few days, with temperatures rising slightly. Although it's a bit chilly before the sun rises, the fresh air lifts her spirits. She strolled casually to the wisteria trellis, a spot she'd stumbled upon earlier on the balcony. Winter wisteria, though lacking the vibrant beauty of spring, has its own unique charm. She hadn't expected Ye Qing to have such a place; there must be many things about him she didn't know.

She leaned back in her recliner, flipping through a magazine aimlessly. With nothing else to do, something to pass the time was good. She'd tried the villa's phone earlier, but it wouldn't make a call. She didn't feel despair, just a sense of helplessness. How had things come to this? He had so heartlessly abandoned her, and now he hid her away. What was the point? It was all meaningless.

The sea was not far away, and the salty smell of the seawater entered her nostrils on the slightly cool breeze. Ye Fan yawned. The sun peeked out, its warmth quite comforting. She closed her eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.

She had fallen asleep very late last night and woken up too early this morning; finally, she couldn't resist the call of sleep and went to meet her rendezvous with the Duke of Zhou.

The doorman, with keen insight, gently covered Ye Fan with a blanket, devoid of any emotion. If anything happened to this young lady, they would be in deep trouble!

When Ye Qing returned at noon, he didn't see the doorman at the door. Looking around in confusion, he saw Ye Fan curled up in a recliner like a kitten. He raised an eyebrow, tossed his briefcase onto the sofa, took off his suit jacket, and strode towards the garden.

Observing her peaceful sleeping face for a while, Ye Qing wanted to shake her awake. This woman was truly heartless, indifferent to everything that happened. Was everything he had done just a meaningless joke in her eyes?

To be honest, he didn't know why he did it; he just didn't want her to belong to someone else. Although this approach was extreme, what did it matter as long as he could keep her by his side?

He smiled; wasn't she still by his side? This time, no one could take her away from him.

Ye Qing gently held her in his arms, and although the movement was light, Ye Fan slowly woke up.

There were only ten days left until her wedding, and he wouldn't let her leave his side for even a moment during those ten days. For the rest of her life, she wouldn't be allowed to leave!

Chapter 11: A Sexy Prank

As the wedding date drew closer, the two in the villa didn't show any special expression on the surface, but they both knew that the other's heart wasn't as calm as it appeared.

These past few days, Ye Qing went to work as usual, but his working hours were getting shorter and shorter, trying to make time for Ye Fan. To put it nicely, he was spending time with her; to put it bluntly, he was monitoring her. This was blatant surveillance! Ye Fan lay on a deck chair in the garden, glaring at Ye Qing with considerable dissatisfaction.

Since discovering this wonderful place to relax, Ye Fan had often come here to unwind, since she had nothing else to do. But recently, Ye Qing had been neglecting his work to come and join her, which was quite a downer.

She was a person who loved peace and quiet and sometimes preferred to be alone.

These past few days, Ye Qing had been extremely accommodating to her, fulfilling all her requests, reasonable or not, except for leaving. Unfortunately, she didn't have many demands of him anymore, and she had no interest in mentioning anything else.

The sea breeze, carrying the scent of the sea, filled her nostrils with a sense of tranquility. She had the ability to find joy even in hardship.

Ye Qing sat beside her, reading official documents, occasionally frowning, and glancing at her. Ye Fan ignored all of this, curled up in the blanket with her back to him, her posture exuding an indescribable enjoyment.

She could fall asleep peacefully beside Ye Qing, even if she didn't want to admit it.

Seeing that she could fall asleep anytime, anywhere, Ye Qing smiled with a mixture of indulgence and helplessness, stroking her soft hair with his large hand, like comforting a pet.

A rare moment of tranquility, a rare moment of peace for just the two of them.

That evening, after enjoying a dinner meticulously prepared by Ye Qing, Ye Fan lay contentedly on the warm bed. The CEO's culinary skills were getting better and better; since he had offered to "serve" her, she was naturally happy to "accept" it. Look at this man, whom she had trained to be both elegant and domestic—how excellent! It was a pity he only benefited his future wife; thinking about it, she felt a little resentful! So now that she could enjoy it, she should naturally enjoy it; this was the fruit of her labor.

Ye Fan pondered this with a rather wicked expression, a cunning smile unconsciously appearing on her face. When Ye Qing pushed open the door, she saw Ye Fan, who was like a cat stealing cream, and couldn't help but shiver. Her intuition told her that what she was thinking was definitely not good.

"What are you thinking about, so happy, hmm?" Ye Qing had already showered and was casually draped in a bathrobe, his muscular chest faintly visible, truly incredibly sexy. Ye Fan glanced at him casually and immediately felt a little awkward. He coughed twice, then casually raised his head, looked directly at Ye Qing, and said, "Nothing. What are you doing here?"

Ye Qing had been sleeping in the guest room for the past few days, and Ye Fan had secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If this man were sleeping so alluringly beside her, she couldn't guarantee she could control herself... Ugh, what was she thinking? What a lecherous woman!

Ye Qing smiled ambiguously, his eyes fixed on her intently, and slowly said, "What do you think? Of course, I'll... sleep with you." With that, he reached for his chest and gently lifted his robe...

Ye Fan was startled by his actions, involuntarily shrinking back until her back pressed against the bedpost. Ye Qing's actions didn't stop; his expression was incredibly alluring. Ye Fan secretly swallowed, her mind a jumble of emotions, once again captivated by his charm.

Ye Qing lowered his head slightly, his bangs obscuring his expression. His gaze lingered on Ye Fan's slightly open chest, and upon closer inspection, she could even see a slight tremor in her shoulders.

As Ye Fan stared wide-eyed, holding her breath, Ye Qing abruptly pulled open his robe, tossing it aside with a flourish. Ye Fan's eyes widened even more, her face flushed, and she exclaimed, "You!"

Ye Qing laughed heartily, "What? Disappointed, Fan'er? Hahaha, if you want to see, I don't mind taking it off..."

It turned out Ye Qing was wearing a black V-neck vest under his loose robe. Ye Fan was certain he was doing it on purpose! She feigned indifference, turning her head away nonchalantly, "Boring!" But her heart was pounding. Just now, she thought he was really going to do something to her... How embarrassing! When did he become so humorous? He even played pranks; it was unbelievable. But, undeniably, he was quite alluring this way. His smug look, his clothes consisting only of a vest and underwear…

While Ye Fan was still struggling with her own thoughts, Ye Qing simply threw back the covers, lay down, and then habitually wrapped his arms around her waist, locking her firmly in his embrace before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

He was surprisingly well-behaved, behaving himself, and soon fell asleep. Ye Fan, who had been feeling quite sleepy, was now completely disoriented by his actions, her mind in turmoil.

How long could this go on? These past few days, she had stayed quietly in the villa, not making any “excessive” demands. Privately, however, she was diligently searching for an opportunity. She wouldn't sit idly by; to escape his clutches, she had to strike decisively. She didn't have the ability to confront him directly. If open attacks didn't work, she'd try covert ones… Sometimes, she had to admit, she was really good at it…

Thinking this, she actually snuggled into Ye Qing's warm embrace and fell asleep, a sly smile still playing on her lips.

Chapter 12 The Beauty Trap

Two days before November 3rd, the Ye family was in turmoil. The bride had disappeared on the eve of her wedding—a truly absurd situation.

Of course, the most anxious person was Yuan Zhouqin. They had finally managed to marry off their daughter (Author: How many times do you want your daughter to marry?), and this daughter had been a handful in matters of marriage. Now, just when she was about to be married off, she had vanished.

Fortunately, the wedding dress had been tried on long ago—designed by a famous French designer specially commissioned by the Situ family—otherwise, it would have been a huge problem. The Ye family's only hope now was that their daughter would return before the wedding.

Meanwhile, at the seaside villa, a completely different and strange scene unfolded.

With only two days until the wedding, it was impossible not to be anxious. Both Ye Fan and Ye Qing were burdened with worries, but they tacitly kept them to themselves.

After several days of observation, Ye Fan finally found a flaw and devised a plan. Although the plan had been formulated long ago, its implementation depended on the perfect opportunity. And that opportunity was gaining Ye Qing's trust.

Given Ye Qing's suspicious nature, gaining his trust would be incredibly difficult, especially at such a crucial moment. Ye Fan briefly felt lost, but quickly devised a solution. Since she couldn't gain his trust, she would simply numb his senses, and when he was off guard, that would be her chance to escape.

"Hehe!" Ye Fan laughed, but couldn't hide the bitterness. She had a method, but no joy in the impending victory. Perhaps being helpless was the best outcome. Still relying on her own hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... well-proportioned, irresistible! Click to enter.

"What are you laughing at, Fan'er?" Suddenly, someone hugged her shoulders from behind, followed by Ye Qing's gentle voice. Who says a gentle woman can win a man's affection? A tender-hearted man can just as easily numb a woman's will. In this comfortable life, Ye Fan even wanted to immerse herself in it forever, but her reason, once again surfacing, prevented her from retreating.

"Nothing, what's wrong?" The TV was playing random programs, no one paying attention. Ye Fan turned her head slightly and asked Ye Qing, who should be in the kitchen.

"Dinner's ready, you little glutton!" Ye Qing smiled, affectionately pinching her little nose. Ye Fan had complained of being hungry before the food was even ready, and the thought of her coquettish manner filled her with tenderness. Sometimes his Fan'er was very adorable, and she wished it could always be like this... Thinking of this, her eyes dimmed imperceptibly, then were quickly hidden by bright light.

Ye Fan was deeply moved. Even though she had decided to leave, she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. She had put so much effort into him, but unfortunately, she was a woman of heartless hardness.

Simple meals tasted especially delicious, and simple happiness was the most touching. Ye Fan grinned all night, even his usual aloofness softened, and he even started joking with Ye Qing again. Ye Qing was naturally overjoyed; his efforts over the past few days had finally paid off, and Ye Fan was finally willing to talk to him. So he laughed heartily along with her.

The man's smile was dazzling, and Ye Fan couldn't help but be captivated. The unease and conflict temporarily disappeared, and it was as if they had never been apart, harmonious and warm.

After dinner, Ye Fan quietly returned to her room, sat on the bed and pondered for a while. Finally, she gritted her teeth, as if making a major decision, clenched her fist to encourage herself, and then went into the bathroom.

Heroes have always found it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and that was right! She planned to use her beauty to seduce him. In this "remote" area where she couldn't make a phone call and was under bodyguard surveillance, she had no other advantages besides her body.

Although Ye Qing was worried that she would escape, he dismissed the bodyguards at the door every time he came home from work. He didn't like anyone disturbing their lives, and of course, he was also too confident in himself, believing that as long as he was there, she couldn't escape. Little did she know, in her eyes, he was the only weakness in this plan. Once he was dealt with, what other problems would there be?

But how would she carry out the plan? For the past ten days or so, they had spent every day together, yet slept in separate rooms, their relationship practically innocent. So, asking her to "seduce" Ye Qing seemed a little awkward, and also sudden. How could she dispel his wariness? This was a problem.

Just as she was struggling with this, she heard Ye Qing's voice, somewhat muffled from a distance: "Fan'er, come out for a moment."

Go out? It didn't seem convenient for her like this… Ye Fan looked down at her naked body and frowned. What was this man up to now!

Ye Fan decided to ignore him; what could possibly happen at this point?

"Fan'er?" Receiving no response, Ye Qing went into her bedroom. Hearing the approaching voice, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel annoyed, remaining silent.

Ye Qing panicked, anxiously looking around, afraid she had already left.

Actually, leaving without anyone noticing is easier said than done; it's just that both of them seemed to have lost their minds.

Ye Fan, who was plotting how to seduce the man, ignored him completely when he came to her, which was indeed quite "stupid."

The constant sound of water from the bathroom relaxed Ye Qing's tense nerves. With brisk steps, she approached the bathroom in just a few seconds. The thick carpet in the bedroom concealed the man's footsteps. Ye Fan, not hearing any more sounds, assumed he had left. He inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a pang of disappointment.

"Fan'er, disappointed? Did you think I left?" Ye Qing's voice suddenly came from behind. Ye Fan, who was showering, whirled around, but the movement was too abrupt, and the wet floor was too slippery. He lost his balance and fell to the ground…

Chapter 13: Woman Pounces on Man,

Through a Thin Veil (Limited) Ye Fan, who was showering and pondering "schemes," was startled by Ye Qing's sudden appearance and slipped. Just as he was about to be disfigured, he saw Ye Qing walking quickly towards him. Before Ye Qing could even make a move, she had already reflexively grabbed him.

Her movement was too sudden, and the fall was too fast; Ye Qing also lost his balance. Ye Fan closed his eyes, unable to bear the scene before him…

A loud “thud” was heard, followed by a man’s painful gasp.

Ye Fan squinted, stealthily glancing at Ye Qing. Ye Qing, who had originally planned a “heroic rescue,” was unexpectedly “pounced” on by the beauty, luckily becoming her human cushion. To be honest, all he could experience for now was pain!

Frowning, he looked helplessly at Ye Fan, who was clinging to him. She wasn’t young anymore, yet she always acted so recklessly! He saw her cautiously scrutinizing him with one eye, completely unaware of the danger of being naked on top of a man, especially one filled with lust for him.

Ye Qing subtly curled her lips into a smile. The pain was only momentary, subsiding quickly after a rest. It was her animalistic expression that amused him, so he decided to reward her…

“Mmm—” A large hand swept up her chest, enveloping her breasts, which had been pressed against his chest, in his broad palm, allowing him to knead them.

Ye Fan instinctively wanted to avoid his touch, but then he thought, isn't this exactly what she wanted? He had just been worrying about how to “naturally” seduce Ye Qing, and now she had delivered herself to him. Sometimes, fate did smile upon her…

Thinking this, she twisted her body, which had been about to struggle, feigning resistance while actually rubbing her smooth skin against him.

Because of Ye Fan's forceful grab, Ye Qing's pajamas had been torn, revealing half of her chest. At this moment, one of her breasts lay erotically in Ye Qing's hand, while the other pressed against his muscular chest. With the twisting motion, their nipples rubbed together, even rotating slightly. This stimulation caused Ye Fan, who was already mentally prepared, to let out a soft moan.

Ye Qing's eyes held a deep, unfathomable flame, but the heat in them was familiar to her—the look of desire.

However, Ye Qing didn't make any further moves. Ye Fan knew there must be a reason he hadn't touched her for so many days, and given his suspicious nature and meticulous thinking, he wouldn't easily believe her. Therefore, she needed to make it more convincing…

"Get out!" Ye Fan angrily propped herself up, quickly trying to move elsewhere, but Ye Qing's loosely draped clothes tripped her. Unable to stop in time, Ye Fan tumbled a few times and fell spectacularly to the ground again—

"Ugh—" This time it was Ye Fan's gasp. In those few thuds, she lost her original position when she fell, her two full breasts landing squarely on Ye Qing's face. Her long, slender legs parted, one breast nestled between his, perfectly blocking Ye Qing's urge to lift his head.

Unexpectedly, this casual fall had such a coincidence, placing her on the man in such a seductive position. Ye Fan braced his hands on either side of Ye Qing's face, slightly raising his body. Her heavy breasts, like two glistening peaches, made the two rosy nipples appear even more alluring. She simply lowered her head slightly, causing her elastic breasts to sway, her nipples brushing against Ye Qing's sensual lips. Before Ye Qing could even think, he had already automatically opened his lips, taking the mischievous fruit that was about to escape into his mouth.

"Mmm..." Ye Fan's body went limp, her raised hands falling limply, her breasts pressing against Ye Qing's handsome face. His hot breath sprayed onto her sensitive breasts, sending shivers down her spine and arousing her as well.

Ye Qing, having taken her nipple into his mouth, was reluctant to let go. After many days of abstinence, he couldn't resist the slightest provocation. He had already reached his limit by refraining from making a move; asking him to let go now was simply a pipe dream!

He didn't care if she had any schemes or tricks; she couldn't escape. His immediate priority was to enjoy his unruly prey, to tame her obediently, and to prevent her from ever resisting again.

His skillful licking brought Ye Fan pleasure, yet also a profound emptiness. Her body, deprived of lovemaking for days, was burning with desire. Even the slightest touch ignited a torrent of passion within her. She couldn't resist rubbing against Ye Qing's face, letting his high nose, hot lips, and the short stubble on his chin provide endless stimulation. She adjusted her position, moving her legs between his, gently squeezing his prominent bulge and swaying them from side to side…

“Oh~ you little vixen!” Ye Qing, clearly unable to withstand her passionate treatment, pulled her close and abruptly rolled over, pinning her beneath him.

His clothes were half-undone, his hair slightly disheveled, and his expression exuded a wild, kingly aura. Pressed against her naked body, the scene was incredibly alluring.

“You're the vixen… um… you always make me lose control…” Ye Fan's low moans were filled with helplessness; she was utterly powerless against him. Although the words were true, they were spoken with ulterior motives.

Ye Qing chuckled, his lower body pressing against her bare vulva through her clothes. Hearing Ye Fan's passionate panting, he satisfiedly captured her lips in his, teasing her with intense, erotic caresses before asking, "Hmm? Can't hold back what?" His

strong tongue licked her face, eyebrows, eyes, eyelashes…not missing a single spot,

a question he already knew the answer to. She certainly didn't want to say it aloud; actions spoke louder than words. She gripped his narrow waist, pressing their lower bodies tightly together, then rocked her hips up and down as if in a sexual position, replying, "...Don't you know? It's like this…"

"Mmm! You really are a slut, so eager to be fucked, huh?" Ye Qing's kisses traveled from her chin to her neck. Ye Fan tilted her head to make it easier for him to kiss her. Both of them were breathing heavily, but neither was going all the way, as if waiting for the other to give in.

"Mmm... Haa... Yes, I'm a slut... Only slutty to you... You, umm... Don't you like it..." This time she really went all out, even saying such things. If she didn't succeed in the end, she might as well just die!

Chapter 14 Deadly Poppy (H)

Ye Fan was practically "unscrupulous" in her efforts to seduce Ye Qing. Of course, whether she was truly unwilling was something only she knew!

At this moment, it was simply impossible for Ye Qing to resist the "fat meat" at his lips. Naturally, he had no intention of letting go of this tender and juicy piece of meat!

After Ye Fan said those words in a seductive voice, Ye Qing's eyes darkened, and hot sweat beaded on her forehead from suppressing her desire. Just as Ye Fan was somewhat at a loss under his aggressive gaze, Ye Qing finally made her move. This relieved Ye Fan but also made him a little worried.

He lowered his head and bit Ye Fan's trembling, crimson nipple, then lifted her up by the waist.

"Ah..." After a slight pain, there was a feeling of weightlessness. Ye Fan buried her face firmly in Ye Qing's hot neck, but Ye Qing turned her face to the side and kissed her passionately with her red lips.

"Mmm... mmm..." Ye Fan let out muffled moans through her nose, enduring Ye Qing's passionate and lingering kisses. Feeling his forceful assault on her mouth, she couldn't help but extend her tongue to passionately intertwine with his, seizing the moment when Ye Qing was slightly stunned by her intensity to push his broad tongue into her mouth. Her nimble tongue moved freely in his mouth like a fish in water.

When Ye Qing came to his senses, Ye Fan had already taken the initiative, and feeling Ye Fan's love, his heart softened. He cooperated with her movements, letting her cling to him like a willful child. Being passive once in a while was a new experience, and besides, feeling her need for him, he was quite happy...

Perhaps she wasn't playing any tricks, but simply willing to accept him again... Ye Qing couldn't help but feel a little hopeful; should he believe her this time?

Thinking of this, Ye Qing's feelings were somewhat complicated. He opened his thin lips and, ignoring Ye Fan's playful "playing" in his mouth, began to fiercely ravage her full red lips.

By this time, they had arrived at the bedroom. Ye Qing's clothes had been scattered haphazardly on the floor during their earlier entanglement. He threw Ye Fan onto the bed, took off his remaining underwear, and impatiently covered Ye Fan's equally naked body with it.

Before Ye Fan could even catch her breath, Ye Qing had already begun. He buried his face in her long, fair neck, inhaling her fresh scent, and sucked out red hickeys. One hand covered her smooth breasts and squeezed them, while the other hand slid down from her cleavage to her navel, circling several times until Ye Fan squirmed and begged for mercy. Only then did he let her go, continuing downwards until they finally reached the private garden they had both longed for…

“Mmm…so wet…” He flicked her clitoris with his thumb and inserted his middle finger into her vagina, saying, “So tight…”

“Ah~” Ye Fan let out a moan of pleasure as her nipples were suddenly sucked. “Mmm…don’t say that…ah…so hot…” Ye Fan had long been trained to be extremely sensitive, easily aroused by the slightest touch. Having abstained from sex with him for so long, she was naturally filled with unbearable passion. Her flower cave was already so empty that it craved to be filled and thrust into hard. One finger was certainly not enough to satisfy her.

Ye Qing endured it all, spreading her legs wide and hoisting them onto his shoulders. He rubbed his penis against her wet, sticky vulva, and after the glans was wet with her juices, he pulled back slightly, thrusting in with all his might…

“Ugh—”

As his penis plunged in all the way, both of them couldn’t help but groan. Having been abstinent for so long, Ye Fan’s small vulva couldn’t adapt to Ye Qing’s enormous size, causing her to contract in pain. Ye Qing was also gripped painfully, unable to move an inch.

He leaned down, tenderly kissing away the sweat on her face, then covered her red lips with a lingering kiss.

One hand moved to their point of contact, slowly stimulating her sensitive clitoris, diverting her attention and helping her adapt to him more quickly, so she would suffer less.

After the kiss, Ye Qing licked away the strands of saliva connecting them, hot sweat dripping onto Ye Fan’s body. She knew he was enduring for her sake, and she was deeply moved. When the pain subsided, she consciously contracted her vaginal muscles and said, "It's okay..."

Ye Qing kissed her forehead, his voice hoarse, "I'm going to move!" He then began to thrust rapidly, without any technique, just intense movements. Ye Fan actively twisted her body, letting his glans scrape against her most sensitive spot each time, bringing her immense pleasure...

"Uh...uh...ah...uh ah...deeper...uh, harder...ah—" She loved his passion, loved his unreserved love for her. Even if they couldn't be together in the end, she wanted him to remember her. She was just a woman, selfish in love. Right now, she didn't have the noble sentiment to say things like asking him to completely forget her with other women. She couldn't do it. Even if it wasn't love, she wanted to keep a place in his heart; that was her true thought.

"Hmm! So tight...Fan'er...do you like me doing this to you?" Ye Qing thrust all the way in, then rotated inside her once, asking breathlessly.

"Ugh—so good…ah, I like it…slower…uh, I can't take it anymore~"

Ye Qing smiled wickedly, "Yes, ma'am!"

"Do you like it or do you want it to go slower…Fan'er, not telling the truth will be punished…" Ye Qing turned her head and bit her fair calf, making her tremble all over in pain. Her vagina gripped the penis even tighter. At the same time as the pain, there was a different kind of tingling sensation. She twisted her waist and hips unbearably, saying, "Uh…faster, fuck me harder…ah…"

Ye Qing chuckled, put her left leg down, and raised her right leg to change positions and continue to manipulate her. Different positions brought different sensations. Ye Fan gasped for breath with her mouth open, not even having time to swallow her saliva, which flowed down her chin and behind her ear. Her face was full of lust, extremely lewd.

Chapter 15 The Foreseen Blissful Sexual Life (h)

In the dimly lit room, erotic moans kept floating out.

The woman's slender, exquisite body was bathed in a hazy glow by the warm, yellow light. The fragrant sweat, glistening with the sweat of passion, twinkled like fireflies on a summer night, creating a romantic and alluring scene, seemingly exuding an irresistible fragrance that lured men to savor it.

Ye Qing's muscular body pressed against hers, thrusting wildly, eliciting broken moans from her, pulling her upper body closer and closer to the edge of the bed…

“Mmm… mmm… uh… slower… ah…” Each short sentence required considerable effort, and Ye Fan held Ye Qing tightly, feeling as if he was about to pierce her.

“Oh! Little vixen, so tight… I'm going to fuck you through… ugh! So good!” Days of abstinence had driven him to a frenzy, his lower body relentlessly pounding into the alluring body beneath him, forcing her step by step to the edge of the bed until her upper body arched back, revealing her two full breasts.

Ye Qing lowered his head, his deep, lustful eyes like those of a predatory beast, wild and dangerous, yet possessing a deadly allure. He sucked hard on her erect nipple, his eyes narrowing, locked on Ye Fan's lustful gaze, his lips curving upwards like a starving infant swallowing milk.

Ye Fan, unable to resist his erotic gaze and lewd actions, pressed her head down with her hands, pushing her breasts deeper into his mouth, crying out, "Mmm~ little brother... I feel so, uh... so good... mmm, be gentle... again, there's no milk... ahh~"

Ye Qing's large hands moved to her buttocks, kneading them roughly with erotic techniques. This force didn't hurt her, but it made her lower body even more sensitive; her vagina contracted and clenched, wantonly enticing the man's penis to penetrate her, just like his mouth, wanting to draw something from his shaft.

Ye Qing's neck arched back, her wild charm irresistible. He was overwhelmed with pleasure by her sucking, and his movements became even wilder. She said lewdly, "Hehe! Why does my pussy get wet when I suck? Ugh! Sister, you're such a slut! Uh... your pussy is sucking so tightly, and your breasts are so big, you're just born to be fucked! Tell me! Am I fucking you good? Do you want your little brother to fuck you hard?"

With that, she thrust her hips forward, sending Ye Fan shuddering as she was fucked, his upper body lifting completely off the bed and half-lying in the air. But she couldn't care less about anything else now. She braced herself against the ground with her hands behind her, her long, slender legs clamped tightly together, her flower-like opening contracting rapidly, spurting out streams of hot liquid that sprayed directly onto the penis deeply inserted inside her...

"Ughh ...

After this intense stimulation, Ye Qing also felt the urge to ejaculate, so he no longer held back and thrust in aggressively. His movements were extremely fast, pressing down on her like a wild wolf, making her wetness splash everywhere. For a moment, only the sounds of flesh slapping and squeaking could be heard. Ye Fan's snow-white breasts were covered with a layer of glistening saliva, and with his rapid thrusting, her breasts bounced wantonly. Her body was spread out horizontally, and Ye Qing let out a low growl. When his climax came, he suddenly lowered his head and took her two pert nipples into his mouth. His buttocks contracted, and the semen that had been accumulating for many days was thick and plentiful, all of it shooting into Ye Fan's body, scalding her so much that she spurted out a large amount of vaginal fluid again...

"Ugh—" The intense climax made Ye Fan involuntarily moan. Ye Qing's action of biting her breasts made her feel both pain and pleasure. Her eyes rolled back, and she actually fainted...

Ye Qing slowly moved in and out of her vagina, prolonging the afterglow of the climax. Seeing her entire body flushed pink from the climax, her long hair flowing in the air, her face a dazed yet blissful expression, her eyes darkening and then suddenly narrowing, it turned out Ye Fan had opened her eyes and was staring unknowingly into his lustful gaze. Of course, now every movement she made was an enticement to him. Ye Qing readily took her gaze as a provocation, grabbing her slender waist and lifting her up. Still not having regained her strength, her upper body arched into a perfect curve, leaving only her body tightly connected to his.

Ye Fan's waist was incredibly flexible. Once, while riding her bicycle, she was accidentally thrown and fell into a ditch beside the road, about two meters deep. Facing the ground, her legs, due to inertia, bent backward along with her waist and hips, barely touching her back. At that moment, she thought she was going to be broken in two, but she didn't feel anything at all.

She smugly joked with Ye Qing, who was terrified and pale, boasting about her resilience. Ye Qing, seeing that she was alright, wickedly curled his lips. The 16-year-old Ye Qing had already foreseen his future sexual bliss...

The scene shifts to 8 years later. Ye Fan is leaning back, her slender waist being held and thrust into by Ye Qing. She doesn't know whether to be happy or dissatisfied with her beautiful body. In any case, Ye Qing is extremely satisfied, thrusting into her forcefully while admiring her devilish figure. He is truly experiencing the ultimate sexual bliss!

At this moment, Ye Fan has come to her senses, enduring Ye Qing's rapid thrusts, feeling as if her internal organs are being pushed up. Taking advantage of Ye Qing's forceful thrusts again, she bends her upper body more, then uses her waist to propel herself back up. Instantly, the two are facing each other.

"Haa! You vixen... are you going to snap me in two, hmm?" Her movements caused her flower-like opening to grip his penis tightly. Ye Qing bit her ear, his tone restrained, but his eyes gleamed strangely. "You really are a body born to be fucked. Your cunt is so tight it could snap a chopstick in two... hmm... and your waist is so flexible, I can fuck you however I want! Uh~ so good!"

"Uh~ be gentle..." Ye Fan mimicked his smile, saying, "Is it good? There's more... even better!" With that, she pounced on him, instantly straddling him. "Let me teach you what it means to be good..."

Her eyes sparkled with a hint of provocation. She had just experienced several orgasms, yet she still had such strength. It seemed she had fully recovered... Ye Qing thought to himself, he wouldn't need to hold back anymore...

Passion was unfolding, and growing stronger. As for the plans still to be completed, perhaps they were no longer so important.

Chapter 16 Change Positions, Do It a Few More Times (H)

Ye Fan held her head high, like a beautiful peacock, displaying her charm in front of her beloved, enticing her to fall into depravity together.

"Oh! You slut! Riding so fast... mmm~ deeper..." Ye Qing stared at her alluring body with fascination, frantically gripping her buttocks and thrusting upwards, the force as if he wanted to penetrate her completely.

"Mmm..." Ye Fan rode on Ye Qing's hips, bounced around by his intense movements, almost overwhelmed by pleasure, but on the other hand, she had to be careful. Although this position allowed for deep penetration, it could also easily injure the man's penis. But Ye Qing didn't seem to care about that, focusing solely on his work.

In fact, their bodies were already perfectly compatible, so this situation wouldn't normally occur. Therefore, when Ye Qing was so passionately aroused by her, Ye Fan no longer held back, riding him up and down at the same speed as his thrusts. The rapid, bumpy ride made her feel like she was riding a horse, except that this "horse's" penis was on her back and inserted right inside her.

"Haa... I'm riding you... um... is it good? Ugh..." Even though she was already weak from the man's fucking, Ye Fan still took the opportunity to "tease" him. This was her inherent weakness. Little did she know that such words would only unleash the man's animalistic desires, though he had already "gone wild."

Ye Qing narrowed his eyes, grabbing her bouncing breasts and kneading them into different shapes. His thrusting slowed down, only grinding slowly in circles at the deepest point, making Ye Fan's clitoris feel weak and sore. The coarse pubic hair also tickled her petals, causing waves of numbness.

Only when Ye Fan's upper body collapsed onto him, exhausted, did he chuckle wickedly, "It feels so good to be fucked by your cunt, but there's something even better. Want to try, sister, hmm?"

As he spoke, his tongue lightly touched her earlobe, circling her sensitive earlobe, satisfied to feel her flower-like opening envelop his dragon of desire even tighter. Then he sat up, holding her.

"Ugh...so deep...hmm..." The sudden change in position made Ye Fan gasp, but Ye Qing immediately picked her up, straddling the bed with his long legs, and began a new round of fucking on the floor.

"Ah...hold me tight...uh..." Ye Fan tightly hugged his neck, accepting Ye Qing's forceful invasion. When her red lips were captured again, she thought sadly, at this rate, would she still have the strength to escape? She feared she wouldn't even have the strength to open her eyes by then... On the other hand, Ye Qing, despite having done it many times already, seemed to grow stronger with each encounter, showing no signs of exhaustion or falling asleep as she had hoped... It wasn't that Ye Fan didn't know the man's stamina, but having initially been quite confident in herself, she was now starting to worry. Had her stamina deteriorated due to inactivity? ...

"Ugh—too deep... ah—"

Ye Qing lifted one of her legs, bit her earlobe, and thrust upwards forcefully, successfully bringing the distracted Ye Fan back to her senses.

"Slut, did I not satisfy you? You were even distracted while being fucked... you really need to be fucked..." Ye Qing was dissatisfied with her distraction, biting her ear and tearing at it, while her lower body thrust even more fiercely, punishing her for her lack of focus.

"Ugh...no...slower...ahhh...too deep...ah...so good...so comfortable...ah ha ha, I can't take it anymore...ughhh..." Ye Fan was babbling incoherently, not even knowing what she was saying herself. She was just moaning instinctively. Ye Qing held her buttocks, lifted her raised leg, and suddenly turned her around. His penis was inserted into her flower hole and rotated around, grinding her directly to orgasm...

"Ughhhhh...I'm coming...uhhhh..." Ye Fan leaned back in Ye Qing's arms, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her fingers scratched several bloody marks on his arm, but she still couldn't fully release the extreme pleasure. She turned her head and bit Ye Qing's shoulder, her vagina contracting sharply. Ye Qing experienced immense pleasure amidst the pain, but he tried his best to control his ejaculation. He wanted to fuck her until she couldn't get out of bed.

Honey-like fluid flowed down their joined bodies onto Ye Qing's legs, finally dripping to the ground. Ye Fan hadn't recovered from her orgasm when Ye Qing pushed her to the ground, lifting her legs and continuing to thrust quickly and fiercely.

"Ugh...no...stop...um, I can't take it anymore...ah...ahhh..." With her lower body lifted off the ground by Ye Qing, Ye Fan had no choice but to support herself with her hands. But Ye Qing was thrusting too hard, pushing her petite body forward relentlessly. She kept changing positions, crawling forward while supporting herself with her hands.

"Ugh! Ugh! I'll fuck you to death... It feels so good... I'll fuck you through, you slut... You're biting so tight, uh... Tell me, did I fuck your clitoris?" Ye Fan crawled around as he fucked her, her two big breasts bouncing wantonly in front of her chest, her nipples occasionally rubbing against the ground. Every time her bright red nipples touched the ground, her clitoris would tighten a little, making Ye Qing feel incredibly good. The intense sense of conquest made him fuck even more wildly, and he uttered erotic vulgarities.

"Mmm... I'm being fucked... Ugh... My pussy feels so good... It's sore and itchy from being fucked by my little brother, mmm... Harder... Sister, my pussy is so itchy... Ugh—" "

Oh! You really are a slutty whore, I'll fuck you to death, you whore!" Ye Qing grabbed her legs and deliberately slammed her forward, admiring her lewd crawling posture. "Mmm! So tight! Crawl forward!"

Ye Fan's lower body was extremely pleasurable from the friction of the thick penis, and her two heavy breasts seemed particularly empty. Only when they rubbed against the ground could she satisfy her craving. So, regardless of how lewd this posture was, she obeyed Ye Qing's command and crawled forward while constantly rubbing her breasts against the ground. The fluffy carpet rubbed against her sensitive nipples, making her twist her waist and sway her hips in pleasure. She really wanted to free her hands to squeeze her breasts hard.

Soon, she ran out of strength. Ye Qing carried her lower body, while her upper body was almost buried in the carpet. She moaned softly, "Ugh... I'm out of strength... Ah... No more... Ugh..."

Hearing this, a complex light flashed in Ye Qing's eyes. He said, "Really no more, huh? I see your cunt is still very thirsty... Look, it's holding me tightly, not letting me out..." As he spoke, he casually wiped away some of her juices, put it in his mouth, and sucked on it, looking extremely pleased.

However, seeing that Ye Fan was indeed out of strength, he picked her up from behind, walking and having sex with her. Finally, he placed her on the edge of the bed, spread her legs wide, and, standing below the bed, bent down and thrust inside her, engaging in another round of intense thrusting. Only

the primal rhythm remained in the room, the rhythm of the man and woman's intercourse clearly audible, making one blush.

The room was filled with a romantic, warm atmosphere, yet subtly, there was a hint of conspiracy. In the end, "who will win..."

Chapter 17 Conspiracy and Scheme

All was silent. The fervor eventually subsided into calm.

The pitch-black night served as a natural camouflage. Such a night was destined for turmoil.

The elegant bedroom was shrouded in a hazy light, the warm glow abruptly cut off just before reaching the large bed, leaving only a dark shadow.

A man and a woman slept peacefully on the enormous bed. In this eerie setting, a warm and peaceful atmosphere could still be felt. Even the shadow, which seemed to be gripped by a monster, became less frightening. In the dim light, the large bed appeared small, even endearingly so.

The man and woman's limbs were intertwined, their breathing even, seemingly already lost in a sweet dream. Suddenly, two points of light ignited in the gray shadow, eerie lights that flashed and disappeared, only to reappear again, repeating endlessly.

In the darkness, a meaningless smile played on the woman's full, red lips, as faint as the entire bedroom itself—pure, serene, devoid of joy or sorrow.

The man's warm breath touched her face; even the sound of his steady breathing was a pleasure. Enveloped by his scent, she felt so secure that she didn't want to move an inch.

She couldn't see him, but she could imagine what he looked like: slightly furrowed brows, slightly pouting lips, his deep eyes, when closed, exuding a captivating peace, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his eyelids, revealing a childlike innocence that seemed out of character. Yet, she adored him like this, so unguarded.

She longed to walk quietly with him like this, to share his joy and sorrow, to admire his handsome, slightly childlike face as he slept, to comfort him when he was occasionally temperamental, and to walk hand-in-hand in the park when they were old, each spring, summer, autumn, and winter leaving its mark on his life…

But such indulgence only leads to destruction.

Whoever comes to his side in the future, she has only one choice: to stay away from him and wish him well.

Despite her aching body, barely able to keep her eyes open, her strong will allows Ye Fan to move.

With difficulty, she removes Ye Qing's arms from her body, frees her legs from his grip, and slowly backs away, trying not to make a sound.

He is indeed exhausted and fast asleep; even with the best stamina, after almost a night of "struggle," he needs ample rest. She admires herself for still being able to move after being tossed and turned so many times; indeed, human potential is limitless.

Her resolve to leave is stronger than ever before. She wants his life to be wonderful and fulfilling, so she must first eliminate her. And it's time for her to live her own life, a life truly her own.

As she leaves, she turns back one last time, gently placing a kiss on his forehead, just like the kiss he always demanded when he was a child—a pure, loving kiss.

"Little brother, I used to protect you. I don't know when you became so strong, so strong that you no longer need my protection, so strong that even I have become a burden to you."

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he didn't need her so-called protection; it was all just her wishful thinking.

She turned and left resolutely. Even though she could still hear his breathing, she already missed him; even though she couldn't imagine the days without him; even though… so much reluctance, so much unwillingness—a thousand words, all condensed into one: I wish you happiness, you must be happy.

Without looking back, she quickly reached the bottom of the stairs, afraid to turn on the lights, walking only by the faint light of her phone. Clutching the key she had stolen from Ye Qing, just as she was about to insert it into the lock, her hand suddenly trembled. At that moment, Ye Fan's heart suddenly raced. Ignoring the noise, she quickly inserted the key into the lock, but the light was too dim to see clearly. Just as she was getting anxious, "snap!"—a flash of white light, and the whole world instantly brightened.

"Need my help, sister?" The deep voice was like a devil's summons. She felt a chill run through her body, the bright light revealing her vulnerability, and she suddenly felt helpless.

Her hands didn't stop, mechanically continuing the insertion, but she still couldn't succeed. At this moment, she vaguely realized what was happening, but subconsciously refused to delve deeper; the outcome might be unbearable.

"How come, can't open it? Let me see..." The man's voice was terrifyingly deep and calm, his face expressionless. He walked behind Ye Fan, his chest pressed tightly against her thinly clad back. His large hand reached forward and effortlessly took the key, examining it closely. After a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter, like a hunter toying with his prey, smug and amused.

"Hahahaha..." The vibrations from his pounding chest transmitted to her body, the burning heat enveloping her. Ye Fan panicked, realizing she was completely under his control, unable to move, let alone escape.

He really was a cunning man. She hadn't expected to be able to hide anything from him. Did he know her every move? Was he watching her like a clown, smugly performing what she thought was a flawless scheme in front of him, even sneering at her smugness as she reveled in her own plot? Laughing at her overestimation of her abilities, at her arrogance…

Thinking of this, Ye Fan was furious, her face flushed red but unable to vent her anger. The man pressed her tightly against the door, unable to move, while he continued to mock her clumsy plan with wicked cruelty.

"Let me go." Further words were useless; she just wanted to get away from him. His current actions left her nowhere to hide. She felt like a mouse caught in a cat's trap, preferring him to give her a quick death.

Ye Qing finally stopped laughing, his hands braced against the door, still holding her close. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Let you go? Where are you going, huh? You want to leave me and marry Situ Jing? Let me tell you, dream on..." His tone was wicked like never before, even carrying a hint of schadenfreude, but only he knew how bitter and angry he felt.

He was laughing at himself, at his own foolishness.

Chapter 18 You Can't Escape (Micro-Limited Edition)

The furthest distance in the world is not that lovers can't be together, but that they clearly love each other, yet have to pretend not to care.

Ye Qing's maniacal laughter had stopped, but the lingering echo of his powerful chest vibrations seemed to still resonate on her back. Ye Fan felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if cut by a sharp knife, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Ye Qing, who had been silent, seemed to be brought back to his senses by her actions. He chuckled softly, a wicked smile playing on his lips. His large hand moved to her waist, caressing it intimately, then slowly moved upwards, tracing the perfect lines of her body, stopping beneath her breasts.

Even though she was clothed, Ye Fan could still clearly feel the heat emanating from his hand. The burning heat soothed her skin, as if even her heart was being soothed by this passion, beating very slowly, each beat a cry, a tremor, a throbbing.

This man was poison, a poison she was destined to be unable to break free of once she was hooked. Now she understood this, yet she had to painfully let go, even if it meant being mangled and bloodied.

Even living like a walking corpse was better than enduring mutual resentment. She didn't know if he could bear losing everything, but she couldn't bear to watch his efforts go to waste. He was a confident, arrogant king, and she couldn't block his path before he achieved his goals. All she could do was lend him a hand, nothing more.

But the man didn't appreciate her retreat. Everything she did was a joke in his eyes, even though that joke had hurt them both.

"Are you going to marry him with this body, hmm?" Ye Qing whispered in her ear, his voice wicked and deep. "Are you sure you can leave me... Do you really think you can leave?!" His large hand suddenly moved up, tightly grasping her full breasts, his body enveloping her, until there was no distance between them.

"Ugh... Let me go." Ye Fan tried to keep her voice calm, but the slight tremor betrayed her. She had a bad feeling, but she couldn't give up. She didn't have the courage to make another choice. Once she made up her mind, she had to see it through.

"Haha, let you go! Weren't you enjoying it so much just now, refusing to let me go? Now you're pretending to be coy? You're just a slut, a slut who can't live without a man. If I really let you go, will you beg me to fuck you again... You're such a hypocritical whore..."

He spoke recklessly, and Ye Fan's face turned red with anger. She wanted to turn around and slap him.

Ye Qing seemed to particularly enjoy completely enveloping her in his sphere of influence, never forgetting to hold her firmly in his arms no matter what he did. Even while saying vulgar things, he couldn't bear to push her away. However, his actions became somewhat rough. His

large hands tightly grasped her two snowy breasts, kneading them hard through her clothes. If it weren't for the clothes, her breasts would probably have been swollen and red from his pinching. Even so, she still felt pain.

"Ugh...it hurts! Let go!" Ye Fan frowned, but could only twist her body between him and the door, trying to break free. However, she accidentally scraped her buttocks against something hot and hard.

"Ugh!" Ye Qing panted heavily, saying fiercely, "Besides 'let go,' can't you say anything else? It's always the same few words, I'm tired of hearing them...you naughty little thing, do you really want it, huh? Tell me..." His words became seductive, his warm breath brushing against her fair cheeks, her face instantly turning as red as an apple.

Ye Fan dared not move again, but Ye Qing became restless. One hand slipped inside her neckline, covering her bra and slowly kneading it, while the other hand reached in front of her, rubbing her lower abdomen erotically. Then he pressed her back hard, his erect penis colliding with her buttocks, letting her feel his desire.

It turned out that anger could be transformed into lust; Ye Fan had once again verified this fact with him. Of course, there was no sense of accomplishment whatsoever; all she felt was frustration at being caught again.

"You…" She wanted to tell him to let her go, but remembering what he had just said, she swallowed the words. She didn't know what to say. Struggling was futile, protesting was futile—should she just let him do as he pleased?

"Are you not focused because I haven't satisfied you?" Ye Qing's voice remained calm, making him even more enigmatic.

He lowered his body slightly, pressing his hard penis between her legs, and then, simulating intercourse, began thrusting through her pants.

Although there was no direct contact, the rhythmic, rhythmic impacts precisely struck her vulva each time, the large glans frequently rubbing against her clitoris, causing her legs to feel weak and limp. She instantly lost all resistance, focusing entirely on suppressing her moans.

Damn it! Here we go again! Ye Fan cursed inwardly. It was a common occurrence, yet she still succumbed without any backbone. Couldn't she have resisted his temptation?

As it turned out, if she could have resisted, she wouldn't have been entangled with him for so long. It was all because she was utterly powerless against him.

Ye Qing's breathing quickened, his hands moving boldly and wildly. He ripped off her bra, directly covering her heavy breasts, his other hand slipping inside her panties, wantonly kneading them.

Ye Fan was like a lamb to the slaughter, completely at his mercy, a sight that only fueled Ye Qing's lust. He wanted to possess her completely, to imbue her with his scent, to make her belong only to him.

He wanted to subdue her in the most direct way. He would no longer ridiculously believe her passion was willing, and he would never give her another chance to escape. Even if she no longer loved him, he would keep her by his side forever…

And what about her? Was she truly destined to surrender?

Chapter 19 Meng Lang's Discipline (Limited)

The night was cool as water.

The pure white villa was shrouded in the undulating night sky, isolated from the world.

The dazzling light penetrated through layers of obstruction, becoming soft and scattering across the ground. The fine sand rippled like waves in the gentle breeze, complementing the soft light, like a mysterious beauty draped in silver gauze, walking alone on the cold beach in the early winter night, yet still calm and composed. Her graceful figure was like a fairy stepping out of a Western oil painting, gazing into the distance in the stillness of the night. Not far away was a small, exquisite villa, where, amidst the veil of gauze, the joys and sorrows, the partings and reunions of the human world unfolded.

"Hmm..." A soft sound pierced through the cold air, the last syllable seemingly frozen, trembling slightly before disappearing without a trace.

Inside, the colors were warm, its owner seemingly favoring warm light; the orange lamp illuminated the entire hall, yet Ye Fan still found it too bright.

Ye Qing easily stripped her of her clothes, leaving her only in her hastily put-on underwear. The black underwear accentuated her snow-white skin, so translucent that one couldn't resist pinching it to see if it would actually yield moisture.

But Ye Qing did more than just pinch; his large, burning hands roamed over every inch of her skin, leaving domineering pink marks on her icy expanse.

"Ah! No... um..." Her voice sounded like a reluctant moan, a fiery light blazing in the man's eyes, burning the woman's body with a burning passion that made her writhe involuntarily in the flames of desire, as if that were the only way to escape the ever-growing inferno.

At this moment, the man was burying his face in her snowy back, his warm, wet lips licking her fragrant skin. It was incredibly erotic, yet also deeply arousing, intensifying the ache between her legs, causing a trickle of fluid to flow. His body pressed tightly against hers, skin to skin, one warm, one cold, an intensely intimate and ambiguous moment.

Ye Qing held her shapely buttocks; although he was no longer deliberately restraining her, Ye Fan remained motionless. She had long been rendered powerless by the man's wicked teasing, and her ability to stand steadily was only due to his support. In

moments like this, she deeply hated her wanton body, greedily enjoying the pleasure the man offered while simultaneously despising herself inwardly. Her inner conflict was written all over her face, but the man had no time to care. What he wanted to do, what he needed to accomplish, was to conquer her, to make her willingly submit to his control, both physically and emotionally. As long as she remained by his side, he had a way to turn the tide.

"Ah~~~" A pleasurable tremor escaped the woman's lips as she moaned in enjoyment. Her round, firm buttocks, white and tender, resembled two tempting peaches, inviting one to taste them. The man gripped her hips, biting down on her black lace panties, pulling them down to her knees. He pushed her buttocks back slightly, making her two full mounds stand out even more. He lowered his head and skillfully nibbled on one of them, his hot breath brushing against her cleft, creating a cloud of heat between her buds, making the delicate flower tremble like a rose in the wind, fragile yet full of allure.

"Ugh~~~ No, umm..." she protested softly. Her body, having recently experienced lovemaking, couldn't withstand further teasing. She already felt the emptiness within her, but she still wanted to struggle desperately, as if giving in now would plunge her into an abyss. Beyond the unbearable pain, there was a deep fear.

"Hehe...so sweet, so fragrant, I want to devour you...that way, you'll never be able to leave me..." Ye Qing murmured, his supple tongue reaching into the air, lightly touching her buttocks with its tip, leaving a glistening sheen. When she couldn't bear the itch any longer, he licked it sharply, even biting it lightly, as if he truly considered it a delicacy, teasing and savoring it.

"Let...let me go...no..." Ye Fan weakly uttered words of refusal, honestly, even she herself didn't know if it was genuine. If the man really let her go now, perhaps she would feel even more uncomfortable. "You hypocritical

vixen, I'm going to tease you until you're wild, until you can no longer pretend to be reserved...you're a wanton slut to begin with...hmm, let me see how wet you are..."

Finally releasing her already glistening and slippery buttocks, he spread her buttocks apart, his handsome face turning downwards, his tongue licking across the deep crevice, finally stopping at her slightly trembling anus. His tongue suddenly flicked forcefully, so wildly that Ye Fan's whole body trembled slightly.

"Ugh—no…" She twisted her hips, but her body was held in his grasp, and the twisting only brought their skin closer together.

Ye Qing ignored her struggles, a wicked smile playing on his lips, continuing his ravages on her lower body.

His tongue was nimble and powerful, licking her anus in various ways, sometimes gently teasing, sometimes licking hard, sometimes sucking, sometimes thrusting… Although she had been played with here before, it had never been this blatant. Ye Fan closed her eyes in shame, as if closing her eyes meant she knew nothing. But her body's reaction betrayed her; her vagina contracted rapidly, squeezing out more nectar, which slowly overflowed before his eyes at an alluring pace, like a flower brimming with honey, waiting to be plucked.

Ye Qing's eyes darkened further. She stepped back slightly, staring at the nectar mixed with milky white liquid slowly flowing from her bright red private parts. She teased, "What a slutty body, able to hold so much... You're planning to marry someone else with my stuff? Tsk tsk, so lewd..."

"Ugh... Don't say anymore!" Ye Fan was getting a little angry. In his eyes, she might have become utterly lewd, but she didn't want to hear him say that to her own ears.

"Don't say anything. Did I wrong you?" He reached out and hooked his finger at her vulva, smearing his hand with the sticky liquid. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Then what's this? So much water... You didn't even clean up my semen, and you're already trying to escape?" He then erotically ran his fingers over her lower abdomen, letting the sticky fluid smear onto her body. "Let me see how much is left... What a wonderful cunt, so small, yet it holds so much..."

He spread her legs, raised her buttocks, and slowly buried his face between her thighs...

"Ugh! No... Ah... Mmm..." The man began to suckle wantonly, sucking hard at her vulva with "tsk tsk tsk," then swallowing it all as if sipping nectar.

Hearing such ambiguous sounds, her face flushed, unsure whether it was from shame or pleasure.

The mere thought of him sucking her flower hole made her extremely shy. Her legs could barely support her weak body, and she bent down slightly against the door, actually pushing her lower body even further into his mouth.

The sounds of sucking continued, the man even inserting his tongue into her vagina, wildly stirring inside, feeling the rhythmic contractions of her warm inner walls. His fingers reached for her clitoris, gently rubbing and twisting...

"Ugh... Ah... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm..." She was completely immersed in it, even squeezing her legs together, gently trapping him between them, letting him tease her. Using his strength, she lifted one leg and rubbed it against his sexy back...

"Let's do it once..." His tongue was still inside her, his thin lips covering the entrance, his fingers pinching her engorged clitoris hard, instantly bringing her to orgasm...

"No! Ugh—" Her lower body contracted rapidly, tightly holding that wicked tongue inside...

Ye Qing caught all the nectar in his mouth, and after a while, he withdrew his tongue, slowly standing up, embracing her body as she leaned weakly against the door.

Now, he would slowly savor his prey, training her to his satisfaction.

Chapter 20 Walking and Loving (H)

The cold wooden door rubbed against the hot body, the wicked man never intended to possess the woman elsewhere. He deliberately chose this place, so that she was only a step away from freedom, to be possessed by him, completely dispelling any thoughts of leaving.

"Feel me properly, feel how I enter you... feel how I possess you fiercely, fuck you... Only I can do this to you, understand?" He whispered hoarsely in her ear, his husky voice, brimming with lust, wicked yet sexy, sending countless goosebumps up her cheeks, as if even the tip of her heart was trembling with desire.

"Mmm... no..." She wanted to say something, but her chaotic thoughts only allowed her to utter meaningless monosyllables. At this moment, she was completely like a fish on a chopping board, at his mercy.

He breathed a warm, ambiguous breath into her ear, Ye Qing smiled wickedly, his face full of certainty. If he wanted her, no one could slip away from him, no one had that privilege.

He lifted one of her legs, placing her long, slender, white leg in the crook of his arm. With only one leg supporting her entire weight, Ye Fan had to lean against the door, her body limp and powerless to support herself.

Ye Qing gently pressed her slender waist forward, raising her buttocks and fully exposing her vulva to him. He bent down slightly, aiming his burning desire at her already prepared and soaking wet flower valley, teasingly twisting a few times. As Ye Fan arched her hips back in unbearable agony, he suddenly exerted force, his thick, long penis instantly penetrating more than halfway in.

"Ah—so good..." Filled with emptiness, Ye Fan, dominated by lust, let out a wanton moan. Ye Qing also sighed softly with pleasure as her lower body was tightly enveloped by the wet and hot passage. Almost the next moment, she exerted her strength again, and instantly, the entire penis was swallowed by that small hole...

"Mmm—so good... Such a small mouth can actually swallow such a big penis, it really is a wanton body..." Biting her pink earlobe, she slowly rubbed it, while her lower body used a completely opposite force to thrust rapidly.

The penis moved in and out of her narrow, wet vagina with great pleasure, drawing out a large amount of vaginal fluid and making a "gurgling" sound. Both of them were excited by the lewd sounds. Ye Fan even lowered her head, her watery eyes fixed on the point of contact, watching his thick, purplish-black penis glistening with her vaginal fluid as it powerfully thrust in and out of her bright red flower. The scrotum below slapped against her vulva with each powerful impact, sending a tingling sensation through her entire lower body.

"Ugh—harder… harder, fuck me… ugh… so good… ah—" Ye Fan moaned repeatedly, stimulated by the scene before her. His thick, dark pubic hair rubbed against her vulva with each full thrust, incredibly erotic. Sometimes he would grind around deep inside her, his coarse pubic hair rubbing against her labia, his large shaft rotating against her erect clitoris, making her tremble with pleasure.

"Haaah...so good...mmm...Qing...you're fucking me, it feels so good...deeper...mmm—" Her unrestrained moans and groans reached Ye Qing's ears like an aphrodisiac, making him excited and thrusting repeatedly. His large, hard glans plunged straight into her contracting cervix, making Ye Fan feel weak and sore.

"Damn! I've fucked you all the way to your uterus...Sister, am I going deep, hmm?" he whispered wickedly, supporting her thigh with one hand and reaching down to their groin with the other, erotically rubbing her wet and slippery vulva, his hand covered in sticky fluid.

"Hmm...so much water, looks like I'm fucking you really well." His wet hand moved up her lower abdomen, kneading her high breasts a few times, finally reaching her slightly parted red lips. He said wildly, "Come on, taste your own flavor..."

Ye Fan was in a daze, unable to think, obediently opening her mouth to take the finger that was placed to her lips, sucking it vigorously. Her slender hand also reached behind her, grabbing his narrow buttocks and kneading them intimately, making his hard, hot penis thrust in and out of her even faster and harder.

"Ah! You slut! You've seduced me, so you have to bear the consequences!" Ye Qing panted heavily, suddenly lowering her legs and picking her up.

"Ah! So deep—" His penis penetrated to an unprecedented depth due to gravity. She leaned back, weakly moaning against his neck, enduring Ye Qing's relentless fucking.

"Hehe, you only feel satisfied when it goes deeper, sister. Your lewd body is really... to my liking. I love your lewdness, even the fluids you exude are so sweet, tsk tsk, I really want to devour you..."

As he spoke, his lower body thrust upwards rapidly as if powered by an electric motor, making her tremble repeatedly. Only by turning to the side and tightly embracing him could she avoid being knocked to the ground.

"Ugh—slower... ah... stop... um..."

"Stop?" How could this be? He hadn't had his fill yet! "You're mine, I can do whatever I want with you. Serving me to my satisfaction is your duty, understand, huh?" Such arrogant words, yet Ye Fan was damnably infected by his boldness, her heart pounding. Wasn't this the domineering and arrogant man she loved?

But now, it seemed there was something more important to do. Ye Fan frowned in confusion, as if she had forgotten something important, but with her mind a complete mess, she naturally couldn't remember.

Ye Qing continued his actions as he walked, his arm strength astonishing. He carried her through such physically demanding activity without showing any fatigue, as if it were effortless, a feat that left everyone speechless.

Her full breasts swayed with each impact, her erect nipples like two red cherries, dazzlingly alluring amidst the shimmering waves of her breasts. Ye Qing turned his head and sucked on her red lips, murmuring in her mouth, "Sister, play with your breasts. I want to see your beautiful hands kneading your big breasts, and whether you're as horny and wanton as I am..."

They walked through the hall, past the spiral escalator, their passionate actions never ceasing. An unknown liquid was splattered on the pure white carpet, but quickly disappeared into the long fibers, indicating that cleaning it would require considerable effort!

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