That stormy night

1-5 I love rain; it falls on me, cool and refreshing. It feels like a burning heart being cooled. Tonight the rain is light, so light that no one will point at you if you walk down the street. The fog is light; you can see within ten meters. I stroll through this night, the streetlights dim. Hands in my pockets, I feel a strange, inexplicable feeling in my heart today. I've never had a girlfriend, not because I'm not handsome, but because I have a kind of aversion to women. It's as if they aren't my women, and my woman is waiting for me somewhere in the world. Every time I see couples being affectionate, I feel lonely and isolated. I always call out to the woman in my heart. I'm already a sophomore, and I've never held a woman's hand, let alone explored her secrets. Maybe today will bring a change of heart. I wonder how many times I've thought this? There are few pedestrians at night, only a few umbrellas passing by, accompanied by whispers. I'll be back at my dorm in a few more steps; it seems like I'll be disappointed again today. (My school is in the suburbs.) As I walked, suddenly, I saw a dreamlike woman on the moat not far from the dormitory. The wind blew her clothes, making her look like a fairy in the clouds; her long hair danced, obscuring her face. Normally, I would just admire her for a moment and then walk away. But tonight, for some reason, I walked over as if possessed. I took her hand and looked at her. She didn't react much, but simply raised her head, which had been lowered. Just then, a gust of wind blew, and her long, black hair parted in the middle, revealing her almond-shaped face. To me, she looked so sad and lonely. She pulled her hand away from mine, but in an instant, she hugged me again. I was somewhat dazed. My hands unconsciously embraced her as well. She cried, and there seemed to be a little bit of happiness in her tears. She asked me, "Will you come with me?" I looked at her and said, "Yes." There was even a hint of happiness in my voice. We embraced and got into a taxi. She said, "xxxxxx." Half an hour later, we arrived at a villa. Her slender hand rang the doorbell, and an elderly woman came out. "Miss, you're finally back! The master was worried sick." Entering the living room, a dignified old man approached. Before he could speak, she said, "I'm with him tonight. We'll talk about it tomorrow." She pointed at me. The old man glanced at me, seemed about to say something, but held back, sighed, and waved us upstairs. Actually, I knew what he wanted to say; even I was confused about where I was. She took my hand and led me to a room. A faint fragrance filled the air, and the room was clean and simple. She wanted me to take a bath with her. I was stunned. With a gentle, lovely smile, she lured me into the bathroom. A layer of steam rose from the large bathtub, enveloping us both. The glimpse of her naked body made my penis involuntarily jump. At that moment, I seemed to hear a silvery laugh. My face flushed, that's how I felt. She swam over from the other side of the bathtub (it was a large bathtub that could fit five people at once), and soon I felt a smooth, warm body enter my arms. Her back was against me, but my penis was under her full buttocks. My face turned even redder and hotter. I was too shy to say a word, just stammering. Then her laughter grew a little louder. I said impatiently, "Stop laughing, tell me, what's going on?" She grabbed one of my hands and placed it on her breast, saying, "Do you want to know? Everything will be clear tomorrow. Tonight it's just you and me." My hand was on soft flesh, with a small protrusion in my palm, half-hard and half-soft, very comfortable, yet a little uncomfortable. She said, "Do you really want a girlfriend? Do you really want to go to bed with a woman?" I nodded shyly and scratched my head. She chuckled softly, "Then why don't you hurry up?" I said, "This feels like a dream, a little unreal." She said, "It's real, don't be afraid of tomorrow. Come, let's play a joyful melody..." With her gentle words, I began. I picked her up, her fairy-like body slowly emerging from the mist. Her snow-white skin, glistening with water, shimmered with a rainbow in the bright light. I asked her if she was dreaming, and she gazed at me, saying no. The towel in my hand gently caressed every inch of her fairy-like body, including her firm breasts, her flat plains, and the dense and sparse forests of her paradise. We traveled thousands of miles together, gazing at each other, until we reached her soft bed. I pressed myself against her, savoring the fragrant breath from her rapid, panting breaths, the smooth, satin-like skin of her back, the two prominent red nipples on her chest, the prickly sensation of her pubic hair intertwined with her pubic hair. Gradually, her eyes welled up with tears, and my lips covered hers. They were so soft, so sweet; I felt as if I could devour them. As our tongues licked each other, we were both lost in a trance. We lost track of time in this paradise. Then we awoke. My lips left hers, moving from her forehead to her chest. We lacked technique, yet our connection was so perfect, so natural, so joyful—more joyful, more passionate than any technique could achieve. The grape in my mouth hardened, ripened. Her snow-white right breast, like water, transformed into a thousand shapes—gourd-shaped, firm. The feeling I had longed for for years was finally in my hands: smooth, soft, a myriad of sensations, utterly blissful. Leaving her snow-white breasts, passing her flat, slender belly, drool flowed down her upper body. Fragrant grasses swayed gently under my breath, their fragrance so pure and beautiful. Parting the grasses, I saw a babbling brook. For the first time, I truly faced a real paradise. Two large petals nestled between a small, budding flower. I kissed the large flower, from top to bottom, and soon a small head peeked out, rosy and adorable. I couldn't resist kissing it too, and after a few more kisses, the small flower opened as well. "Wow, a little hole? And it even leaks water? Look, so much!" "You rascal, have you been watching too many porn movies? It's late, let's get down to business." She pinched my back, and perhaps feeling shy, I pulled the pillow over my head again. Maybe I'd gotten too much that night, and I was thinking of picking this beautiful flower again later, but how could I disobey a beauty's command? I raised my long-protesting little brother to the entrance of the peach blossom spring. I whispered in her ear, "Let's cooperate and go to Wushan together, okay?" She gave a shy "Mmm," and reached her hands to the entrance of the peach blossom spring, parting the two petals. My little brother made a show of force at the entrance, dipped in water, and thrust into the already separated cave. I went in a little bit and encountered resistance. I laughed and said, "Seeing how proactive you are, I thought you weren't." "You lecherous devil, you've ruined so many girls. Sigh, to think that a beauty like me would become your wife. It's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung." Hearing this, I couldn't help but get angry, and called my little brother to charge in together, breaking through the resistance to reach the real warm area. My little brother lay dormant in a tight cavity. Because of the blood flowing out, and her legs being held captive on my waist. Although there was lubrication, the pain of a virgin was inevitable. "You're a bad guy, I only said a few jokes and you got angry and came in. My little sister wasn't ready. Waaah." Seeing her tears, my heart ached. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It'll be over soon, don't cry. Sweetie." "Do you need to tell me? I didn't know it would be over soon. It just hurts so much. You bad guy." "It's all my fault, don't cry, sweetie." "Mmm, waaah." A while later. "You're such a bad guy, knowing I'm not in pain anymore, you still won't move, trying to tease me. You're such a bad guy, a bad guy~~~ a bad guy~~~." "Really? I moved, okay?" One step in, one step back, focused intently. Soon after, I noticed she started responding to me, even making moaning sounds. I began my storm of thrusts. The harder I went, the faster she responded. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and thrust in hard. I grabbed her legs and thrust again, my penis moving in and out quickly, my abdomen pounding just as fast. Water splashed from her flower, forming a waterfall, cascading onto her abdomen and my legs. At our high frequencies, we reached the pinnacle of life, erupting, a stream of nectar pouring onto my glans, my glans also releasing its life essence into her flower. We were paralyzed, our bodies covered in a mixture of sweat, saliva, and vaginal fluid. ********** ...I shook my head and smiled wryly, but it really felt good. A pinch of my hand would cause her breasts to sink in and then bounce back up. It was a unique pleasure. I propped myself up, my body having been pressed against her all night, and my penis brushed against her genitals. It felt strange, but very comfortable, and my penis couldn't help but want to get hard again. I propped my head up with my hands, gazing at her stunning face. Last night, it was dim and unclear. Her face was almond-shaped, fair with a rosy glow, her eyes small and tightly closed, her nose straight and delicate, her lips slightly upturned, creating a picture of a playful girl in spring slumber. Her hair was long, reaching below her shoulders, which I loved. I pressed down, hugged her, buried my head in her hair, and deeply inhaled its fragrance. After a while, my neck felt full of air, and my nipples hardened. I lifted my head to look at her. At first, her eyes were closed, but soon she smiled. "You rascal, why are you staring at me like that? That's very impolite." "I have to see if my future wife is good or bad. If she's good, I'll reluctantly accept her. If she's bad, then I'll be embarrassed...hehe." "You dare?" "What's there to dare or not dare? Since ancient times, men have held the power to divorce their wives." "You big-headed devil, so mean. I knew I shouldn't have come looking for you." "Oh, you came looking for me? Didn't I accidentally run into you on the street?" "Hmph, who do you think you are? If I hadn't come looking for you, would you have run into me? Who am I? The dignified young lady of the Liu family. Hmph..." "Don't say that, I'm quite handsome, at least. Give me some face. Oh, by the way, what's going on here? I still don't know anything." "Okay. Hug me from behind. I've wanted you to hug me from behind for a long time, to savor the feeling of being bathed in spring sunshine on this clear spring morning after the rain. How romantic." After saying that, she obediently turned her back. The shyness on her face was gone, replaced by the sorrow and sanctity of the previous night. "Me too." My hands naturally slipped under her armpits, encircling her waist, my chin resting on her soft shoulder, listening intently as she recounted this enigmatic dream in her clear, bell-like voice. "Perhaps we are destined for each other in this life. From the moment I was born, you have been in my heart. When I became aware of things, I could sense your spirit, especially clearly in spring. Sometimes when our thoughts met, an indescribable feeling would arise." "No wonder, that feeling is like a fleeting breeze, gone in an instant, just like now." "Yes. Back then, I really wanted to find you, but it seemed as if some force was holding me back. Until last night." "Oh, until last night someone was in heat, wasn't that right?" Once I knew she was my love in this life, I had no more reservations and began my unfinished childhood. "Listen to me, it's not over yet. Ah...you lecherous devil, where are your hands? Take them off, oh, ahh." "Oh, it seems my hand accidentally pinched your breasts." "Ahhhhhh, then...then...your other hand is...on...my little sister, also...accidentally?" "Oh, no. It was uncontrollable." "You...you...big...head...devil...don't...blow...on...my ears..." "Good wife, I'm about to lose it." After saying that, I turned her body around, pressed down on her, and kissed her lips. They smelled very sweet. Her initial refusal had now turned into kissing me. I sighed, women are truly hypocritical. I left her lips, went to her neck, and then to her sparse armpits, kissing her a few times. They smelled sweet, a bit like flowers, I couldn't describe it, but it smelled very good. From my left armpit to my right armpit, I passed two peaks, both very high and steep, too soft and elastic for my hands to fully grasp. I played on them for a long time, until my hands were full of saliva. My left armpit, like my right, was covered in my saliva. The peaks were under my armpits, so I couldn't resist playing with them. But this time was different; this time, I had Lu Shan's grasping, gentle kneading, and squeezing, incredibly pleasurable. I moved south to my navel, sucking and grasping at my body and head before finally entering her fragrant meadow. Looking up slightly, the fragrant grass seemed to be waiting, like a babbling brook. A secluded valley, so fragrant, I loved it so much that I couldn't resist biting her labia, my tongue probing inside. Everywhere was muddy, with a small clitoris protruding, resisting my tongue's invasion—its feelings were palpable. So my tongue battled it. Finally, the clitoris fought harder and harder, and my tongue withdrew. I replaced it with my mighty penis, thrusting straight into her core. The clitoris, too far to reach, could only sigh in vain. Last night I was so focused on making love that I didn't experience the feeling of my penis inside her vagina. Now I'll make up for it. My penis first passed through the narrow vaginal opening, the lubricated flesh scraping against it with a satisfying sensation. After a short distance, it felt widening, then tightening again, until my penis was fully inside. Her vagina and my penis were a perfect match; my glans was small and pointed, my shaft thick and large, fitting her vagina perfectly. It felt like a thousand hands were caressing my penis inside her vagina—it was truly a masterpiece. I gently thrust in and out, and her cherry-like lips emitted soft moans. It sounded so exciting. "Why aren't you moaning?" "Moaning my foot! Ohhhhhh, use more force, thrust faster!" I wasn't using much force, and my back was almost breaking. I didn't expect her tolerance to be so high. I thrust, and I thrust again, two people who knew nothing about sex exploring the joys of life. Finally, when I squeezed her breasts hard, she reached orgasm. I leaned down and let her hug me; finally, I could breathe a sigh of relief here. Her eyes were soft and gentle, and there was a hint of joy in them as she looked at me—not from sexual desire, but from love; I could see it. Finally, I ejaculated my first semen since becoming a virgin during her nth orgasm, a lot of it. The third thing is... **************** ... Thank you... ********** ... "Ouch, that hurts! You big dummy, come help me up!" "How could you be so careless?" I'd been waiting for this chance to be the hero. This little girl has only just opened up and she's already been with me so many times, her lower body is already swollen, and she doesn't even know it. Hmph. Let me, the hero, have my moment. I put my arms around her slender waist, soft and elastic to the touch. My left hand sneakily reached for her breasts. "You lecher, stop playing around. It's time to get down to business." Her holy and aloof expression made her seem unapproachable. I put away my playful attitude and unleashed my long-hidden domineering aura. A look of compassion and pity. She turned to look at me and said, "My husband is handsome." "Which handsome?" "Of course, the 'shuai' of cricket. Okay, enough playing around. A lot of things will become clear soon, but I don't know if it'll be a blessing or a curse. Hurry up, you must be hungry after playing for so long." "Mmm." I carried her to the bed, found her some pajamas, and helped her put them on. Dressing the beauty, watching her ethereal body slowly disappear into the garments, I sighed, lamenting that the east wind hadn't been on my side. I couldn't even dare to defile her. I picked her up, now dressed in her pajamas; her neck was slender and long, white and translucent, a large expanse of snow-white bosom with a deep dimple, even more alluring to tempt one to sin. "Hey? Little brother, why are you out here? Hey, how could you be so careless? Get off your sister's bottom, don't embarrass me!" Hearing a cough, I exclaimed, "Little brother, you're so naughty!" Just now he was like a tyrant, and in the blink of an eye he'd become a lecher. After much effort, I finally refrained from any more illicit activities before going downstairs, which was considered good behavior. Down the stairs to the dining room, the house was quite large, but the decor was somewhat rustic. The living room lacked a television or anything like that, and the lights were unglamorous, the bulbs gray like oil lamps. Living here, one might easily mistake it for a haunted house. Luckily, I didn't come out last night, otherwise, I'd definitely keep everyone awake. In the dining room, I saw the dignified old man from last night, and a middle-aged woman who looked very much like her, but with a more worldly air. Her hair was styled in an updo and secured with a phoenix hairpin, and she wore a green skirt suit with a double-breasted front. She had an elegant appearance.The old man stared at me with gleaming eyes. I wondered how I should respond, my intuition telling me to use the same domineering attitude I had this morning. The old man, or rather, my father-in-law, stared at me for a while, then said, "Let's eat." He then began his lunch. This meal was terrible. I was on edge, constantly wary of my father-in-law's provocations, while also trying to consider my mother-in-law's feelings. I barely managed to finish, sighing inwardly, "My former freedom is gone." A gain in one area, a loss in another. Oh well. To win over their daughter, I'd have to put in some effort. There's no such thing as a free lunch. After the meal, the old man—oh, no, my father-in-law—called me and his daughter to his study. Climbing the stairs, good heavens, my arms were so sore! Heaven seemed to say, "Whose fault is it? Didn't you want a bust and a butt? Of course it'll be heavy." Wow! Finally, we arrived. My father-in-law stood by the window, hands on his hips. He looked quite cool, like a martial arts master. “I know you are the one who will take care of my daughter for life, and I believe my daughter won’t have made a mistake. So you have the right to know these things.” “I will take good care of your daughter and won’t let her suffer, don’t worry.” I meant it sincerely, so her eyes shone with happiness, an expression that almost made me violate her. “I know you won’t, you and my daughter are destined for each other, there’s no mistake.” Then she began to tell a secret. "You don't know, but now the whole of China is controlled by one organization, or rather, one person. Since the Warring States period, someone has established an organization called 'Dream Seeker Manor,' whose intention is to control the entire country's economy and thus control the entire country. Its wealth is now immeasurable. During times of chaos, it accumulates wealth, and during times of peace, it uses the money to revitalize the country's economy." "How has it existed for so long? That's impossible! Everything has its rise and fall. What's the reason?" "Good question. Because there has only been one leader of this organization throughout history." "Impossible! Doesn't he die?" "He does die, but he has mastered a martial art that allows him to reincarnate. He awakens at a certain time and leads Dream Seeker Manor again. Each time, the manor lord experiences the hardships of the human world, so each life is simple and frugal. Moreover, his memories remain." "Isn't living like that tiring?" "Each time, he only reigns as manor lord for a few years before reincarnating again. He awakens at a certain time, having already lived another life. How could that be tiring?" "Wow, smarter than me?" "You think you're so smart? Not necessarily." "You brat, don't interrupt men." "Hmph, so what?" "But in my previous life, something went wrong." "What problem?" "An ambitious man appeared in the organization. He played a trick when the manor lord was reincarnated, severely injuring him. After the injury, the manor lord and his wife used a dual cultivation technique to reincarnate together. When they consummate their union, everything starts anew, just like before." "When did this happen?" "In the 1950s. At that time, that person used his power over the country to launch a *sensitive information filtering* campaign, attempting to destroy the foundation of Xunmeng Manor. At that time, Xunmeng Manor invested heavily in developing the national economy." "So, after all these years, that manor lord hasn't reappeared?" "Perhaps he was killed and reincarnated. Nobody knows why." "Do you know who that ambitious man is?" "It's Li Meng, the Right Envoy of Xunmeng. Xunmeng Manor is divided into one manor, two fortresses, and three cities. Under the manor lord are the Golden Boy and Jade Girl, and outside the Left and Right Envoys of Xunmeng are the Eight Vajras, the Nine Healers, and the Ten Elders." "How did you divide up all those people into different roles?" My father-in-law looked at me with approval in his eyes. "Xunmeng Manor is divided into Yin and Yang, Yin governs the internal affairs, and Yang governs the external affairs. The internal affairs are handled by the Golden Boy and Jade Girl, while the external affairs are handled by the Left and Right Envoys of Xunmeng. The Eight Vajras are divided into four groups of four, the Ten Elders into five groups of five, and only the Nine Healers are not under their jurisdiction." "Is Li Meng the Right Envoy of Xunmeng?" "Yes, the Right Envoy of Xunmeng has great power. He saw that the Manor Master had been in his position for so long without stepping down, so he wanted to take his place. Although many people shared his dissatisfaction, many still supported the Manor Master, so the rebellion failed. But the Manor suffered great losses. For some time now, those loyal to the Manor Master have been extremely tolerant of Li Meng and his gang. This time, Li Meng's son wants to marry my daughter. I thought if we didn't agree, he would attack us again. I finally thought of marrying my daughter to him to settle things, but last night my daughter ran away to find you. I thought what's coming will come eventually; there's no escaping it. It's just a matter of time, so let him arrive early." "What is your position in the Manor?" "I am one of the Four Outer Vajras." "Master, Mr. Li requests an audience." "Oh no, it's too late, Li Meng has arrived..." My face met hers, both of us filled with worry. The Fourth Farewell: "Here's five million. Take it and leave with my daughter, Mengyan, quick!" "We're leaving, what about you?" "I'm one of the Eight Great Vajras of the manor. According to the manor rules, even if I'm to be convicted, I have to wait for the manor lord's decision. I'm just returning to the manor to recuperate for now, so you don't need to worry. But if you're arrested, Mengyan will become Li Meng's wife, and you will be killed by him because you took Mengyan's virginity." "This...isn't there any other way?" "Stop arguing. My son-in-law shouldn't be so indecisive. Quick, escape through this secret passage." He finished speaking, grabbed an antique, and with a twist, the antique shelf rotated 45 degrees, revealing an opening. I knew this wasn't the time for sentimentality, and my intuition told me my father-in-law wasn't in danger. I pulled her along; now it was time to tell Mengyan to crawl into the opening. Mengyan looked back at her father, her eyes filled with tears, and without saying a word, I pulled her away. The cave was dark, but thankfully the path was good. Walking wasn't a problem, but running was another story. Two or three hours later, when we lifted the cover over the cave entrance, we were out in a grove of trees, not very dense, just sparse. Looking back, the cave entrance was right under a tombstone—a clever design, actually. Mengyan and I, panting, sat on the grass. The grove was quiet, with only the occasional bird call. I turned to look at her, and she turned to look at me. I saw worry, but also joy, in her eyes—so many things I couldn't describe. I, on the other hand, was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Just moments ago I was in a blissful state, and now I was on the run. Yesterday I was carefree strolling the streets, and now I had to face life's challenges. Too fast, wasn't it? Suddenly, several birds darted out of the grove, and the atmosphere tensed. I knew Li Meng and her gang had caught up. I pulled Mengyan behind me. "Hahaha~ ... I don't know the reason, but I know everything will become clear later. I woke from my reverie, searching for the answer. My eyes darted around, but I didn't find anything significant, except for a stack of papers beside me. I opened the papers; they read: "I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner from the Nine Dream-Seeking Healers. I saw you being chased by Li Meng and intervened to save you, but the girl was saved by someone else, whom I don't know. But it's definitely not malicious; you can rest assured about that. Li Meng is only concerned about the girl and only sent two henchmen to chase me, while focusing all his efforts on pursuing the person who rescued her. I don't know what the consequences will be. You were seriously injured; you would have died if you hadn't met me. After I healed your injuries, I discovered a strange phenomenon: a surge of true energy emanated from your penis. This might be some kind of dual cultivation technique you've been practicing, a technique beyond my comprehension. Therefore, I cannot tell you anything. You have a card with five million on you; I never imagined that the usually incorruptible Liu Jingang would have such a large sum. You are his son-in-law, aren't you?" Since Liu Jingang told you to escape, it means he can't fight Li Meng. If you want to save your father-in-law, go find the legendary Two Cities and Three Fortresses of Xunmeng Village. You should have enough money now. I can't give you any guidance because I've searched my whole life and haven't found them. It depends on your luck. I wasted two of my Xunmeng Nine-Medicine Pills to save you, so I can't give them to you for nothing. Um, if you find the legendary Two Cities and Three Fortresses, remember to tell me first, consider it a reward. My phone number is xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, remember that. I've finished reading the words left by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor, feeling worried about Mengyan and troubled about whether I can find the Two Cities and Three Fortresses.In this vast sea of people, where can I find someone? The land of China, 9.6 million square kilometers, where can I even find a place? Sigh, I'll start by searching two cities and three fortresses, and find her while I'm at it. We've only known each other for less than a day, yet I'm already deeply moved by Mengyan. Recalling yesterday's events, tears well up in my eyes. I wonder when I'll be able to meet her again. The saying goes, "A minor hermit lives in the forest, a major hermit lives in the city." But I doubt such a thousand-year-old organization could hide in a city center. I'll search in those unknown mountains and forests first. Xishuangbanna in Yunnan, Shennongjia in Hubei, and many more places. I think I'll start with Shennongjia; I've heard it's very mysterious. After descending the mountain, I asked around and learned that I'd been sleeping for a month, and my location was dozens of kilometers from where I studied. It was a small mountain town, with simple, rustic customs. There weren't any modern amusement parks yet, and the shops rarely used plastic bags for packaging. Walking down the street, I saw only the calm faces of farmers, their tanned faces etched with the marks of time. The girls' clothing lacked any sense of style. The young man often walked around shirtless. The houses along the street were low and somewhat dilapidated. Seeing this, my agitated mood surprisingly calmed down. I gathered my thoughts and ate some pork trotter rice at a roadside stall. It wasn't very tasty, but to my hunger, it was incredibly delicious. Riding a dilapidated tractor from the small town to the city, I almost laughed—a wealthy man riding a tractor. After several hours of bumpy travel, we arrived in the city. It was noticeably larger, with taller buildings and more modern amenities. The women on the street were more beautiful. My eyes involuntarily darted towards the beautifully dressed women who were trying to seduce me. Long, flowing hair, slender figures, and vibrant, youthful bodies all stirred the desires within me. Now I realized that I, who never felt desire for women before, had changed since my encounter with Mengyan. I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. "Ouch! Can't you watch where you're going? You bumped into someone." "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to." Apparently, this guy, while ogling a pretty girl, accidentally bumped into her. Oh, this girl is quite pretty, with flowing hair, a round, fair face, and a natural, delicate beauty even without makeup. She has a standard figure, small breasts, and a round, large bottom. What would it be like if I hugged her? Wait, why am I thinking that? Really? "Miss, are you alright?" "How could I be alright? You seem so refined, yet you're staring at women on the street. It's truly an insult to your refinement!" "Ouch." "What is it now?" "I twisted my ankle. What should I do? Miss, wait for me." "Shall I take you home?" "No need. If you take me home, I'd be dead before I even know how I died." "You have such a bad impression of me?" "Bad, downright awful." "Do I look like one?" "Of course you do. Fine, I can't find anyone else to take you home. Let me tell you, don't even think about hitting on me. Otherwise, you'll regret it." "How did you get so heavy? You're a complete fatso." Actually, I liked her weight. A large portion of her weight pressed against my back, using her breasts as a fulcrum. With each step I took, the pressure increased, her nipples brushing against my back, like a woman massaging me with her breasts. It was so enjoyable. "What are you thinking? You're drooling so much, it's covered my hands!" "Miss, don't misunderstand, that's my sweat." Someone was still quite shameless. "Really?" "Yeah, you're so heavy, it's impossible not to sweat." "You're the heavy one! Hey, don't bump into me so fast and slow, it hurts my chest!" "The road is difficult, just bear with it." "Are you up to something? Otherwise, why would you say this flat road is difficult? Tell me!" This little girl isn't stupid. She actually saw through my brilliant plan. "No, it's just that you're unsteady." "Is that so? Never mind, I won't talk to you anymore, just turn the corner after that alley ahead." "Oh." "Yay." "What's wrong?" "Nothing." Suddenly, a familiar feeling welled up inside me, and I realized it must be related to the little girl on my back. In the fifth episode of the small town, a maidservant said, "Just let me in, okay? You know I'm a stranger here, I don't know anyone. What if I get tricked and sold? You know what that means." "Don't try to fool me. We don't let outsiders in, especially men. You've taken advantage of me so much along the way, who would believe you'd be tricked and sold?" It's unbelievable that a little maidservant could be so cunning, so willing to endure humiliation and survive, even sacrificing her body to get home quickly. Sigh. She's being manipulated by a little girl without even realizing it. "Hey, you can refuse to let me in, but you can't insult my dignity. What do you mean by taking advantage of you? It's like you're the one taking advantage of me~ ... The building was simple and rustic, entirely made of wood, with paper covering the wooden pores, resembling a late Tang Dynasty structure. Entering the small attic, the large mahogany furniture truly made me feel detached from the world and transported to ancient times. The sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs broke the tranquility. As I climbed the stairs, I felt as if I had entered a misty cloud. The screens on the small doors and windows fluttered in the night breeze, the dancing fabric brushing against my face, leaving a faint fragrance of orchids. The bed, shrouded in gauze, appeared hazy in the night. Following that familiar feeling, I walked blankly into the room, not even noticing when the maid had left. An even stronger sense of familiarity washed over me: the bronze dressing table, the green gauze wardrobe with phoenix designs, several pots of various orchids—all things rarely seen in this world. "I didn't expect you hadn't truly returned, my husband." "What?" I was completely bewildered. "Want to know?" "Yes." "Hmm, let your darling little lover help you recover a bit more." "Husband. Come, help me." I pulled back the bed curtains, and the familiar, peerless face inside stirred a storm in my heart, as if a will was breaking through barriers to return to freedom. I gently took one of her soft hands, and with the other, I wrapped my arms around her slender waist. Even through the thin gauze, I could feel the warmth of her skin, as soft as jade, and her soft, cotton-like breasts pressed against me. For a moment, I felt both unrestrained and perfectly in sync with her. I released her hands and embraced her full hips, and her hands obediently wrapped around my neck. I carried her to the wooden chair by the dressing table, sat down, and gazed deeply into her eyes. An ageless love swept through our hearts in an instant, an undying romance that had endured countless seasons. "Miss, dinner's ready." "You lecherous scoundrel, why are you hugging Miss?" "Little girl, don't embarrass me. It makes me look bad in front of your young lady." "If only you knew then what you know now! You're willing to take advantage of even a maid; you're just indiscriminate in your desires. Humph!" "Don't talk nonsense." "Xiao Ying, is dinner ready?" She lifted her head from my embrace and asked. "Miss, why are you helping him? He's just a lecherous scoundrel." "Xiao Ying, hurry up, or I'll get angry." "Yes, Miss." I held her until we finished eating. During the meal, she acted like a devoted wife, serving me food and pouring me wine. Then she fed me the food and brought the wine to my lips, letting me savor it. Holding her delicate body, eating the delicious food, I secretly sighed, enjoying the bliss of having two wives, wondering when it would end. She was still nestled in my arms. We sat on the bench by the window, a gentle evening breeze seeping through the curtains into our embrace. It was late, and the wind was a bit chilly. She pulled herself closer, snuggling into my arms. "It's late, shall we sleep?" She giggled and said, "Xiaoying was right, you really are a lecher." "Sigh, being a husband these days is tough. You have to think of your wife, and she still scolds you." "Am I wrong?" "How can you blame me? Ever since I merged with Mengyan, I don't know why, but I seem to have become a bit of a flirt. If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about Mengyan. I wonder how she is?" "Do you miss her?" "Hmm, huh? I seem to know you quite well?" "More than just well. You'll find out later. But... never mind, let you figure it out yourself. Come on, let's go to sleep." "You're even more of a lecher than me." "What are you thinking? I just said we're going to sleep, there's nothing else in it. Don't get the wrong idea." "Oh, I know."We fell onto the bed together, my hands unable to resist roaming over her body. Her face was flushed, and she didn't say anything, only letting out soft moans. I laid her flat on her back, and I lay on my left side, using my left hand to unbutton her spring blouse. Once the buttons were undone, her hands obediently let me take it off. A large red bodice clung tightly to her perfect, delicate body, from her snow-white breasts down to the peach blossom garden at the base of her long, slender thighs. I pressed myself against her, my arms encircling her neck and slender waist. My mouth picked up the red string of the bodice and untied the knot. My teeth gripped the edge of the bodice and pulled it down, revealing her full, white breasts, the two large, bright red nipples a vibrant hue. I lowered the bodice and gently bit down, my tongue licking and my mouth sucking. I couldn't taste the sweet milk, only the rich, sweet aroma of milk. My mouth gripped the edge of the bodice again and pulled it down, my hands climbing up her breasts, smooth as cotton. I forgot there was a knot at the back of the bodice; no wonder I couldn't pull it down even with force. I turned her over and used my mouth to untie the last knot of the bodice from her back and waist. I gently turned her body over again, using my mouth to remove the excess bodice. Her deep, round navel adorned her snow-white abdomen. I blew on it, and she twisted her waist restlessly, a sight that made my heart pound. I embraced her, panting, and kissed her ears and neck passionately. My left hand reached down and pulled down her red panties. A small tuft of pubic hair was wet from my breath. Touching her vulva, she became even more wet. She breathed sweetly and said, "My darling, I haven't had it in so long. Satisfy me, but wait a bit if you want to play, okay?" I had been watching her for so long, and I was already burning with desire, but I hadn't gone yet because I needed her permission. Now that she was asking, how could I refuse? I said, "Okay. But you have to cooperate." Hearing her hum, I brought my penis to her vulva. She parted her legs, her hands parting her vulva, which was moist, light pink, and incredibly cute. With a "plop," my penis went in more than halfway. Since merging with Mengyan, my penis had become even larger. She cried out "Aiya!" and I stopped. The tightness inside was even more intense than a virgin's. The fact that it went in so far showed the force I used, my desire. I kissed her lips, and before she knew it, my penis was completely inside. She couldn't make a sound, her cute little hands grabbing at my back, leaving a row of red marks. As the fluid increased, I began to thrust inside her tight vagina. The warm, moist sensation enveloped my penis, and I couldn't help but thrust wildly, riding her beautiful body. My left hand lifted her right leg, my right hand grasped her left breast, and my mouth kissed all over her face, sucking on her lips. Slowly, many positions floated into my mind, such as holding her left leg, pressing her shoulder and thrusting hard; thrusting from behind in a doggy style... Anyway, I don't know how many positions I've used on her body, I use whatever gives me pleasure, we are lost in the sea of desire, I don't know how many orgasms she had, I ejaculated my life-giving sperm. Then I lay limp on top of her. 6-10 "Hey, where am I?" I remember falling asleep in the throes of an intense orgasm, and then I know nothing more. Thick curtains, snow-white walls, telephone, modern tables and chairs, it looks like a hotel. "What the hell, it seems like I've been a gigolo twice recently. Women tricked me into bed and then left me alone. No way?" I rubbed my temples and shook my slightly dizzy head. Thinking about what has happened in the past two days, it's real, yet it doesn't seem real. Everything I've seen and heard is bizarre and surreal, what "Dream Manor", what "Two Cities and Three Fortresses". "Cough, what am I doing?" "My dear little lover, are you confused?" "Huh, who are you? I can't see you." "Cough, you've forgotten me so quickly?" "You are... you're the lady from last night." "Yes, you still have a conscience, you haven't forgotten me. Now, I'm speaking to you using telepathy, from a great distance. So everything you've seen and experienced these past two days is real. Don't doubt it. Oh, right. Forget about the important matter, go do what you originally wanted to do. Keep your belongings by your bedside. Just pretend you didn't meet me last night, we'll meet again. Before I leave, I'll give you six words of advice, listen carefully: A lone cloud on Penglai Mountain is hard to find, but flying to the mountain peak brings everything. In dreams, there is a destined encounter at the Orchid Pavilion. When one is high, one is a dragon; when one is low, one is a carp. When all things are accomplished, there is a time for return." This is the best effort your darling little sweetheart has ever made for you. As for what kind of inspiration it will inspire you, that depends on your QQ. Bye-bye. "Hey, what is it?" I jumped out of bed in a panic, but she had vanished. There were too many questions to ask. I left the hotel and the city with a depressed mood. The gloomy sky mirrored my gloomy mood. I had imagined living like the people in the small town, peaceful and detached from the world, like hermits. Now, that idea was getting further and further away from me. It seemed that my life would never be peaceful. Where were "Dream Village" and "Two Cities and Three Forts"? I went to Shennongjia in Hubei as planned, where there are mysterious primeval forests and primitive tribes. Sitting on the plane to Shennongjia, a feeling from ancient times to the present surfaced in my mind. Indeed, I had experienced so many ancient scenes yesterday. It seemed that not many people were going to Hubei; a large plane with more than 300 passengers only had less than 100 people on board. Scattered sparsely throughout the cabin, the few seats next to me were occupied only by me and a woman, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, slender yet voluptuous, her fair face seemingly veiled by a faint worry. The neckline of her long-sleeved white top was a bit high, obscuring her snow-white breasts, only revealing a glimpse of her white shoulders. Beneath the tight white top, a pair of hands were clenched tightly around her long legs. From the side, I could see the pointed tip of her right breast beneath the long-sleeved top, two lace trims concealing the peak, but the long sleeves outlining her breast suggested its firmness and elasticity. As I looked, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. My erection became uncomfortably strong. I knew I shouldn't continue admiring her; if I were to commit a crime, I would be betraying the two people I had been intimate with. I turned my head to the window, the swirling clouds quickly passing by. For a moment, I recalled those six lines: "A lone cloud rises from Penglai Mountain, difficult to find; but atop the mountain, all is well. In dreams, fate will prevail." When a person is at their highest, they are a dragon; when they are at their lowest, they are a carp. All things must eventually return to their proper place. Connecting all these things, I feel like I might be the master of the Dream Seeking Manor, but then again, it seems impossible. Perhaps I lack confidence in myself? Mengyan's father said that the master of the Dream Seeking Manor and his wife practiced a dual cultivation technique together. Once they merged, their original martial arts would be restored. Now, I also have energy flowing naturally within my body; this might be martial arts. Later, a young lady said I was her darling lover, and even shared a bed with me, saying I hadn't fully recovered. Her six sentences clearly hinted at the present and future of the Dream Seeking Manor master. But who is she? So many questions. It seems time will slowly reveal the answers. "Dear passengers, the plane is about to..." Before I knew it, we arrived. Regardless of whether I am the master of the Dream Seeking Manor or not, I still can't fight Li Meng, and I don't even know how. Surprisingly, Hubei isn't so bad after all. There are still all sorts of tall buildings. However, some of the buildings weren't very stylish. I grabbed a quick bite on the street and checked into a small hotel. Being alone is always lonely, so I went for a stroll that evening, hoping to stumble upon some "two cities and three forts" (a euphemism for finding a wealthy, influential person). I comforted myself with this thought, knowing that my impatience was futile; there's always a balance between haste and waiting in this world. The bustling street scene eased my loneliness considerably—the colorful streetlights, the various signs, the women dressed in flamboyant attire. Perhaps it's because I've seen too many beautiful women, but I found none of the women on the street appealing; I considered them all rather ordinary. Seeing the street food, I couldn't resist trying some more. The taste wasn't great, but it was passable. After wandering around for a few hours, I knew it was time to go back to the hotel. I wondered what the rules were, especially since I had a longer journey the next day. My hotel wasn't located on a bustling street, but in a relatively desolate area. I don't like to spend money recklessly; I think those extravagant expenditures are just to satisfy vanity. Besides, I had no ulterior motives, unlike hiring a prostitute. As I passed through a small alley, cries for help led me inside. I knew I now possessed martial arts skills, so I wasn't afraid of minor incidents, but I feared encountering someone with martial arts skills like Li Meng. In the dimly lit corner, I could vaguely make out several people pulling at someone's clothes. Judging from the situation, the person being pulled was probably a woman. The people were likely men. I ran towards her—no, I should say I flew—I only had the urge to run towards her, and the energy within my body surged rapidly, causing my body to involuntarily buckle.I threw a few punches, using my speed to send those guys flying, but I still took a few hits. However, thanks to the internal energy, it didn't hurt. "I didn't expect to meet someone with martial arts skills like us here. I thought he was just a silly young man trying to save a damsel in distress. Taking a blow like that hurts. Not bad kung fu, huh? Go, capture them! Hall Master Xiao was right, this bitch really managed to lure out the people from Shenlong Fortress, hahaha. My chance to make a name for myself has come." Hearing this, I realized these guys also had martial arts skills; I had just caught them off guard. If they surrounded me, I would surely die without knowing any moves. With a quick thought, I picked up the woman beside me and ran back the way we came. I didn't know the way, weaving left and right. Because my skill was higher than those thugs, I quickly shook them off. But at the same time, I got lost. I asked the woman in my arms, "Do you know how to get there?" The woman looked up with teary eyes and said, "I don't know." Then she buried her head in my chest again. The moment she looked up, I was filled with excitement. She was the woman who had sat in the same row as me on the plane, and her clothes, torn by those people earlier, revealed her full, round breasts. Although I couldn't see them fully, the hazy, indistinct view only made it more exciting. My little brother unconsciously hardened, pressing against her beautiful buttocks. My left hand, which was holding her buttocks, squeezed them hard; they were firm and soft through her pants. I looked down and saw that her face was buried even deeper in my chest, her legs were wrapped tightly around my waist, and her arms around my neck were tightening. This was good for me; her two soft breasts were pressing against my chest, and I couldn't have been more excited. "Shall we rest at my hotel tonight?" She only struggled a few times against my chest, which was her agreement. After a few twists and turns, I finally flagged down a taxi on the side of the road. I stopped my hands, which had been roaming over her body for so long, and respectfully carried her into the car. On the car ride, she seemed a little embarrassed when she noticed me staring at her exposed skin. I quickly took off my only shirt and put it on her, but it still wasn't enough to cover up her exposed skin. For example, her snow-white right leg, her breasts beneath the shirt collar. So many things. We returned to the hotel room amidst the awkwardness of the journey. Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, I couldn't resist the urge to peek in. At that moment, I was nothing more than an animal driven by my lower instincts. No amount of restraint could stop my desire to peek. I quietly walked to the bathroom door, lowered my head, and peered through the bottom of the door. I could only see a pair of delicate little feet. I tried to turn the doorknob, but it was locked from the inside. I stood there helplessly when the sound of the water stopped, and I heard footsteps approaching the door. I quickly ran away. She had wrapped her beautiful body in a towel, her long, wet hair casually draped over her shoulders. Such a mature and charming woman stood before me with a languid air. I stared at her, mesmerized. She blushed and stammered, "Why don't you go take a shower too?" I stared blankly at her and said okay, but didn't go. Seeing I didn't move, she said with the shy charm of a young woman, "Stop looking, go wash up." Only then did I snap out of my reverie. I rinsed myself under the tap, slowly imagining what she would look like while showering, deeply inhaling her lingering fragrance. "Why did you take so long?" she asked when I came out. Indeed, I had spent a considerable amount of time imagining her showering, hence her question. "Oh, I haven't showered for the past two days, so it took a while." No one would believe such a lie. She didn't seem to mind, just a little flustered. "Should I sleep on the floor?" I asked, a lie. "No need..." She seemed to realize that if I didn't sleep on the floor, it meant I would sleep in the bed with her, and it wouldn't be right for her, a woman, to sleep on the floor alone. "Well, let's just sleep here for one night, the bed's pretty big anyway." And so, we slept together in bed. The bed wasn't actually that big; we were only a finger's width apart lying flat on our backs, I was on her left. The light was off, and in the darkness, my right hand slowly crawled towards her body, gently touching her hand. She quickly pulled her hand away. I couldn't resist any longer, so I rolled over and pressed myself against her. Since she wasn't wearing pajamas, she was only wearing a bath towel. When I pressed myself against her, her hands gripped the knot of the towel tightly. Tears welled in her eyes, but I couldn't see any of this in the darkness. My right hand reached over her neck to embrace her upper body, while my left hand parted the towel and pushed it towards the knot. As I pressed down, my penis clearly felt the pubic hair surrounding her, her breasts pressing hard against her soft mounds. My left hand reached down to caress her inner thighs, and I kissed her lips. She didn't resist much, only preventing my tongue from entering her mouth. This weak resistance gave way to the caresses of my hands, my penis against her vulva, and my lips against her ears, neck, and chest. She untied the knot of her towel, wrapped her arms around my neck, and let my tongue intertwine and suckle with hers. Her legs clamped around my waist, her whole body trembling, and some fluid flowed from below. I knew she was aroused. Since making love with that woman last night, I had unconsciously gained some understanding of sex. My mouth left hers and moved downwards to kiss her breasts, which had excited me since the plane ride today. I bit hard on the two nipples, kneading them vigorously with my hands. At this moment, she let out a high-pitched moan, her body arching upwards. Her first orgasm had arrived. When I inserted my penis into her tight vagina, she let out a satisfied moan, her alluring mouth exhaling fragrant breath. I picked her up and sat her on my lap, my hands grasping her shapely buttocks and tossing her back and forth. She murmured in a daze. After tossing it around for a while, my hand got a little sore, so I had her lie on her back on the bed again, lifted one leg and thrust in hard. Splashes of fluid flew everywhere, the sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoing. Her voice gradually grew louder and clearer. "Ah ... I held her for a while, letting the afterglow of her orgasm cool down. I rolled her over and thrust into her from behind, my hands gripping her beautiful buttocks, pushing and rubbing. After her fourth orgasm, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated into her vagina, releasing the semen I had been holding back for so long. Chapter Seven: The Chase **************** ... My writing is slowly maturing. The ancients often said that an article should have a phoenix head, a pig's belly, and a leopard's tail. The beginning of this article wasn't good. I originally wanted to revise it and post the whole thing, but I'm a bit too lazy to revise it, and I don't want to, because it's a difficult journey towards success, worth commemorating. After these few chapters, I feel I've reached a certain level, but after reading the articles of established writers, the gap is truly enormous. Finally, thank you to all the readers for your inspiration and care. Your various opinions and encouragement are a source of comfort for my soul. It's especially worth mentioning that a certain gentleman suggested adding more descriptions of women's emotions, a point I wholeheartedly agree with. After that, I started adding more. I don't know this gentleman's name now, but I'll look it up later and thank him! Your encouragement and opinions make me feel less alone. Thank you. ********** ... Gently lifting my head from the cotton blankets filled with the scent of milk, I looked at the woman, her body relaxed after the storm. Her mature face was flushed with a rosy pink. A hint of spring in her eyes and a satisfied smile graced her face, making her seem as young as twenty. I propped myself up with my hands, which had been holding her breasts all night. "Mmm," she murmured softly. My penis, still erect from the morning's vigor, had slipped in naturally with my movement, without leaving her vagina. She seemed unable to withstand another encounter; a look of unbearable discomfort crossed her face, and her hands instinctively pushed against my chest. Perhaps...It had been a long time since I'd had one. Four orgasms weren't many for a young woman, that much was true. Last night, when I penetrated her, her vagina was so tight, like a virgin's. I couldn't bear to mistreat my penis, so I left it inside her tight, warm vagina. I lay to her left, my right hand reaching under her neck, my left hand grasping one breast and gently kneading it, occasionally teasing the two rosy tips with two fingers. Soon she woke up, her eyes slightly open. Seeing my sly smile, she knew my hands were roaming over her body again. One hand grabbed my hand that was ravaging her breasts, the other grasped my penis, and she laughed, saying, "Don't be naughty." A blush instantly appeared on her face. I hadn't expected her to be so shy, so I stopped teasing her. "Miss, may I ask your name?" I asked, and then thrust forward—the meaning was clear to everyone. She gave a soft moan and said, "My name is Murong Yue, one of the four flower maids under the command of the Lady of Shenlong Fortress." "What is Shenlong Fortress?" I asked, surprised, vaguely sensing it was one of the "two cities and three fortresses." She seemed a little confused. "You know the Dream Seeking Heart Technique but don't know about Shenlong Fortress?" "What is the Dream Seeking Heart Technique?" I was really getting more and more confused. "The Dream Seeking Heart Technique is a peerless technique cultivated by the Lord of Dream Seeking Manor. If my lady hadn't been his concubine, I wouldn't have been able to learn it. It turns out only he knows it. I've been by my lady's side for a long time and am very familiar with that technique. It seems to evoke beautiful emotions deep within people, making them feel like they're bathed in a spring breeze. The reason I trust you and follow you is entirely because of that familiar feeling you give me." "I didn't know that what I have is Dream Seeking True Qi. This true qi has only been in my body for a few days." "Oh. I see. Wow~~~~~~" Her face showed a look of surprise, and she began to scrutinize my face again. "What's with the 'wow'?" I asked. "Nothing." Even a fool would know she was hiding something. But she wouldn't say, and no matter how I asked, I wouldn't get anything out of her. I'd just let things take their course. However, given the situation, I was even more convinced that I was indeed the master of Xunmeng Manor. "Who were those people last night?" I changed the subject. Her face instantly turned sad, and she said softly, "I was originally ordered by the madam to investigate Li Meng, the right envoy of Xunmeng Manor, but unfortunately, I was captured by him. He originally wanted to kill me, but because the martial arts of Shenlong Fortress and Xunmeng Manor originated from the same source and were mutually attracted, he took me as his concubine. This is also a characteristic of Xunmeng Manor's martial arts; men who practice it develop a certain temperament, and women who practice it also develop a certain temperament, and the two attract each other. This is also why you are infatuated with me. Once you have a relationship with a woman from Xunmeng Manor, you naturally lose interest in other women." I suddenly understood. "After Li Meng and I spent a night together, she locked me up. I originally wanted to die, but remembering Madam's instructions, I had no choice but to endure the humiliation and live." She finished speaking, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with sorrow. Hearing her story, I felt a deeper resentment towards Li Meng. "How did you escape?" I sensed something was amiss. "Since being imprisoned, I've been thinking about how to escape and investigate. Just a few days ago, Li Meng suddenly took some experts out. I used the Mingfeng Heart Sutra of Shenlong Fortress to restore my strength, grabbed the food delivery man, knocked him unconscious, and used the key on him to unlock the door and escape. ~~ ... "It's nothing, hurry, let's go, this is Li Meng's scheme." I suddenly remembered that the people who captured Murong Yue last night said they wanted to lure the people from Shenlong Fort out. Xiao Yue'er didn't say anything, but judging from my expression, she knew things were unusual. I reluctantly got up, my little brother withdrew from her vagina, bringing out a large amount of milky white fluid. The lewd scene made my little brother instantly reach its peak erection. Thinking that the important matter was more important, I obediently put on my clothes. Watching Xiao Yue'er's beautiful body slowly disappear, I couldn't help but feel excited again, but considering the urgency, I had to suppress my thoughts. "Is Shenlong Fort in Shennongjia?" I asked. Xiao Yue'er nodded. I sighed inwardly, things were going to get worse. Now we could only hope for the secrecy of Shenlong Fort. All I could do now was see if we could lure Li Meng away. We hurriedly left under the strange and ambiguous gazes of the hotel staff. I wondered where we were going, and I asked Xiao Yue'er, "Shall we go north?" Xiao Yue'er just hummed in agreement. Actually, Xiaoyue'er was unaware of the urgency of the situation. The afterglow of her climax still lingered on her face, so asking was pointless. She really didn't know if the lady of Shenlong Fortress had something wrong with her head. Meanwhile, in a boudoir within Shenlong Fortress, a stunningly beautiful woman cursed, "You damned husband! I arranged such a wonderful girl for you, and you still curse me?" She then burst into tears. Several other beautiful women nearby comforted her, saying in unison, "Xiaorong'er, your husband didn't mean it. He hasn't regained his memory yet. Don't cry." Among these women was Mengyan, which was truly baffling. "No, I must take revenge," Miss Rong said with a resolute gaze. "What, revenge?" the women exclaimed in surprise. ********************************** I was on the train to Beijing with Xiaoyue'er. I was afraid that flying would make it easy for Li Meng to track us down, since there was only one origin and one destination; taking the train was different, as we could escape at any station along the way. Xiaoyue and I were sitting in a sleeper car on the train. I had the whole room to myself; although there were no other people to hide from, the two of us would reduce unnecessary trouble. The sleeper car had four berths, and Xiaoyue and I lay on a lower berth by the window. For the past few hours, we had been hiding, extremely tense. Xiaoyue had also woken up from the afterglow of her previous climax and realized the seriousness of the situation, cooperating with me to hide from Li Meng's pursuit. Even now, I still felt like I was being watched, which made me extremely uncomfortable. The train's rumble cut through the quiet night. Outside the window, it was pitch black, with only light shining through the car when the train turned corners. The clouds were thick tonight, and not a single star could be seen. I held Xiaoyue tightly against my chest; I suddenly felt a little wanting to let loose. This feeling of being watched was truly unbearable. My hand slowly slipped into Xiaoyue'er's bosom, kneading her soft breasts. My other hand slid down her shoulder, groping her slender waist before moving downwards. The mounds of her breasts radiated warmth. After a few gentle rubs, droplets of moisture seeped from her vulva. I tasted some, a slightly musky scent that excited me greatly. I unbuttoned Xiaoyue'er's long-sleeved blouse. For some reason, Xiaoyue'er always loved wearing blouses. When I was buying her clothes earlier, she insisted on choosing a blouse regardless of the price. When I asked her why, she said it gave it a classic feel. I removed the blouse and, through her little red bodice, kneaded her two full breasts. As I squeezed, the nipples left marks on the bodice. That allure through the fabric was more potent than anything else in a man's lust. I roughly pulled down her bodice, lowered my head to suckle, and Xiaoyue cooperated by tilting her head back, thrusting her chest forward, and letting out a soft moan. Her arched body resembled a fish, her high, firm buttocks swaying a few times. I squeezed hard at the base of her breasts, making them appear longer, allowing more to enter my mouth. I moved up and down, sucking like I was eating a popsicle, my tongue licking the areola and nipple. Gradually, a certain part of my body disagreed—my penis. With one hand free, I pulled down Xiaoyue's tight black pants, and also her little red panties. A patch of dark, oily pubic hair appeared before my thieving eyes at the base of her snow-white, plump thighs, the long black pubic hair extending all the way to her vulva. I moved my head around one of Xiaoyue'er's hands and suckled at her other breast. Xiaoyue'er's face flushed, her moans grew louder, and she exhaled more heavily. Her hands pressed tightly against my head, and her legs writhed restlessly as my hands explored her vulva, opening and closing in a dazzling dance. My head was pressed against her breast, so I couldn't see this beautiful sight. I pulled her shoulders down onto the bed, pulled myself out from under her, and pressed myself against her. Her soft body made me feel like I was lying on a sponge, but the flesh beneath me was fragrant, elastic, and warm. I pried open the snow-white, soft hands that were pressing against my head and let them scratch wildly on my broad back. My mouth kept blowing on Xiaoyue'er's alluring belly muscles, and my nipples scraped against Xiaoyue'er's labia, making her feel itchy, and so did I. The itchy sensation on her nipples came from time to time, and Xiaoyue'er wasn't much better off; her abdomen and buttocks arched rhythmically, and she writhed restlessly. Soon, my nipples and breasts were soaked with water, and Xiaoyue'er began to moan pleadingly, "You...you...hurry up...put...that...once ...I climbed up to her, studying Xiaoyue'er's expression. Her face was flushed, her eyebrows furrowed above her tightly closed eyes. I gently rubbed her warm cheeks and teased her in her ear, "Do you want it?" Xiaoyue'er nodded, her face even redder. I told her to open her eyes, and after a while, she slowly opened her misty eyes, then closed them again. I told her to open them and look me in the eye, but Xiaoyue'er resisted, stroking my back with her small hands, as if pleading. I said no. Knowing there was no way to stop her, Xiaoyue'er reluctantly opened her eyes again, this time with a hint of resentment. I knew she resented me for forcing her. I looked directly into her eyes and said sincerely, "I don't want to force you, I just don't want to play this game alone. I want to indulge with you! That way, there are two of

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