【The Legend of the Heavenly Soul】(8)

Chapter Eight of The Legend of the Heavenly Soul

: Although he had received education on matters of the bedchamber, theory was one thing, practice was another. Moreover,

Prince Mingye had only been taught how to treat a woman; he didn't know how to treat a man.

Fortunately, the man before him, though older, was very simple-minded and not difficult to please.

"Qianfan..." A small, fair hand, with impure intentions, cupped the man's beautiful face. Mingye knelt

on the edge of the bed, leaning slightly forward, his long silver hair flowing down like water, covering Qianfan's fair body.

Qianfan couldn't keep up with Mingye's rapid shift in thought and didn't realize the little boy was already plotting against her

. Thinking he was worried about her injury, she smiled and looked up, comforting him, "It's okay,

I'm not in pain..."

Their eyes met, and in that instant, she succumbed.

The child's silver eyes were like two whirlpools, holding a thousand unspoken words. Qianfan could no longer look away,

staring blankly at that exquisitely beautiful little face. His body was out of control, but his mind was sharp enough

to know that this little fellow had cast a mind-control spell on him. Demons were masters at using beauty to bewitch their prey. Although reason repeatedly

warned that sinful beauty would lead to eternal damnation and should never be touched, how many could escape it?

Taking advantage of Qianfan's dazed state, his will teetering on the edge of succumbing to delusion and lucidity, Mingye helped him to the bed, letting

him half-lie down, his upper body resting against the headboard, sinking deeply into a pile of soft, white cotton.

"Qianfan..." he called softly, nuzzling his head against his chest. "I

didn't eat much for dinner tonight..."

This was the truth; the little fellow had barely touched the food on the table at Yuanyuan Pavilion, only drinking a few bottles of strong liquor. Qianfan

nodded absently, "Yes, I know..."

"I'm feeling a little hungry now, what do you think we should do?" His big, watery eyes stared at him,

determined to soften his heart. Qianfan's gaze was hazy as he spoke, "Have...the servants bring the food...it'll be ready in a moment...

"

"But I can't wait any longer, Qianfan, will you feed me?" Mingye finished speaking, slowly approaching and

gently kissing Qianfan's lips. Thin lips, not as full as a woman's, but sweet, warm, and soft...

Mingye recalled the various kissing techniques he had read in books, trying them out on Qianfan one by one. Their lips lingered and intertwined,

encountering no deliberate rejection, which boosted Mingye's confidence. His exploring tongue skillfully invaded, savoring Qianfan's sweetness

amidst . The body's reaction was subtle. Mingye felt a strange impulse

rising in his lower abdomen, his body uncontrollably wanting to move and rub...

The lifespan of gods is generally shorter than that of humans, often only thirty or forty years, but demons are different; they can live

for at least a thousand years. However, the conception rate of demons is extremely low, only a few tenths of a percent, so their

libido is extremely strong, requiring frequent mating to ensure the continuation of their offspring.

No longer needing the mind-control technique, Qianfan's sensitive body was ignited with desire, heating up. His shy tongue

slowly responded, licking and teasing the small tongue that had invaded his mouth. Just as he was reaching his peak of excitement, the small

tongue suddenly withdrew, the feeling of touch and dependence vanishing instantly. Qianfan felt a sense of loss, his red lips slightly parted, his willow brows

furrowed, looking at the person before him with a hint of grievance, begging for his favor once more.

Mingye didn't disappoint him; his lips and tongue soon returned to his body, but this time it wasn't his lips, but

the smooth skin of his neck. The child buried his head in his neck, kissing him tenderly, his hands naturally resting on his

chest . His small hands couldn't yet fully grasp his breasts, only barely covering the two bright red nipples.

"Ah ah..." Qianfan let out a shy moan, his chest involuntarily thrusting forward, offering his breasts to the child's hands for

caressing. Mingye was surprised to find that he seemed to enjoy the feeling of his breasts being touched; the breasts under his hands continued to swell.

Mingye then used his fingers to pinch the two nipples and gently twist them—

"Uh... Ah ha!!!" Qianfan cried out high-pitchedly, his chest rising high, his whole body going limp like a pool of

spring water.

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