【Zhang Wuji of Jiuyang Valley and the Two Beauties of Xueling】(4)

Chapter Four: Jiu Zhen's Drunken Indecent Assault
Zhu Jiu Zhen ate most of a chicken and unknowingly drank two bowls of wine. The effects of the wine slowly rose, making her
feel light and airy, a sense of emptiness and satisfaction washing over her. It was as if the hardships of the past three months in the valley had become a distant memory, and even
Wei Bi had been forgotten in a remote corner of her heart.
Her pretty face was flushed, her beautiful eyes became hazy, and her body, which she was sitting on, was limp and about to collapse. However, she still hadn't forgotten
about cutting grass, as it was related to her daily meals, and even the wine that made her mouth water. So she
said to Zhang Wuji, "Brother Wuji... I'll sleep for a while, I'll carry the grass when I wake up..."
Zhang Wuji looked at Zhu Jiu Zhen, who was leaning against the tree asleep, her jade-like face flushed, her slender chest supporting two plump and high
breasts, which rose and fell slightly with her breath, and he couldn't help but swallow.
He stood up, took off his shirt, and a cool breeze brushed against his chest, refreshing him and making him
feel invigorated. He lifted his feet and walked towards where Zhu Jiuzhen had cut grass.
Zhang Wuji carried the grass that Zhu Jiuzhen had cut that morning to the flat ground and spread it out to dry in the sun. Zhu Jiuzhen had cut
quite a lot of grass that morning; it should be enough to cover the roof. Zhang Wuji was overjoyed. He looked up and saw that the sun was already setting, so
he returned to the front of the house.
Zhu Jiuzhen, who had been sleeping against the roots of a large tree, was now lying on her side under the tree, her small hands as a pillow, pressed against
her cheeks, sleeping soundly.
Zhang Wuji saw Zhu Jiuzhen lying on the ground, her clothes covered with mud and grass dust. Not wanting to disturb her, he
quietly helped her up. When his hands touched Zhu Jiuzhen's slender waist, they felt its delicate softness, and his heart
was instantly stirred. His hands could no longer leave Zhu Jiuzhen's waist. He gently embraced Zhu Jiuzhen, suppressing
his pounding heart, and quietly inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her.
Zhu Jiuzhen had a dream, a dream where she and her cousin sat under a tree, whispering intimately. Wei Bi
's hands quietly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his arms. She felt a mixture of shyness and joy, wanting to struggle
but too weak to muster any strength. Finally, she could only lie languidly in Wei Bi's arms, the masculine scent filling her nostrils
, making her heart flutter. She didn't want to think about anything, only wanting to lie there. Gradually, her cousin's breathing became
heavier, his hands caressing her waist and flat stomach, then slowly moving upwards, the pressure
gradually increasing.
Zhu Jiuzhen felt a pang of panic. She tensed slightly, forcing herself to remain calm, hoping the hands would stop,
yet also harboring an inexplicable longing…
However, the large hands moved higher and higher, suddenly loosening their grip before abruptly pressing down on her high,
firm breasts. Zhu Jiuzhen was instantly startled and terrified, letting out a soft "Ah!" She murmured,
"No…" her body struggling slightly.
The hands hesitated, remaining still, yet still tightly gripping Zhu Jiuzhen's body, preventing
her from escaping. Zhu Jiuzhen felt a tingling, itchy sensation on her breasts and tried to struggle again, but the hands held her breasts like iron clamps
, so domineering and powerful, and she felt so panicked and powerless, unable
to break free. She struggled a few times, then gave up and leaned softly against Wei Bi's chest, thinking shyly,
"My cousin is so naughty... He looks so gentle and refined, but he's so unruly towards me when we're alone... If he doesn't go too
far... I'll let him... That way he'll like me more..."
Seeing that Zhu Jiuzhen had given up struggling, his hands slowly began to move again. Gradually,
a strange sensation arose within Zhu Jiuzhen's body; a stronger tingling sensation spread from her soft flesh throughout her entire body. It felt as if her heart was
being teased by those annoying hands, and in a panic, her nipples quickly hardened at the tips of her breasts.
Zhu Jiuzhen had forgotten how to struggle; she only trembled, desperately resisting and enduring the
strange sensations that brought her both intense pleasure and unbearable discomfort. She clenched her teeth, thinking, "Cousin…
how could you be so indecent… it hurts so much…"
The hands moved more violently, their force increasing. Zhu Jiuzhen felt her breasts, though not
fully grasped, being kneaded and shaped, twisted and deformed at will. Waves of electric shock-like sensations
made her almost collapse into Wei Bi's arms.
Gradually, the hands became more brutal. One hand suddenly touched the nipple of one breast,
pinching it lightly.
"Ah!" Zhu Jiuzhen jerked her body forward, freeing herself from the two mischievous fingers. She
opened her eyes hazily; the scenery before her was both familiar and strange: a clear pool, a flat beach, fruit trees… but
…
"Ah!" Zhu Jiuzhen cried out again, a surge of intense panic rising within her. She jerked her head around and found Zhang
Wuji right next to her ear. She felt as if a million ants were crawling all over her body, making her extremely uncomfortable.
She screamed, "You brat...you...you let go..." As she spoke, she twisted and struggled desperately. Zhang Wuji,
already burning with lust, slightly contorted his handsome face. When he heard Zhu Jiuzhen call him "brat,
" he suddenly remembered her vicious words outside the valley: "You made me serve this brat,
and the suffering I've endured these past few days has been considerable. It's a long time before we reach Icefire Island and kill Xie Xun; I don't know how much more suffering I'll have to endure.
Once you get the Dragon-Slaying Saber, I'll kill this brat with one stroke!" A glint of violence flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes
, and he roared, "You bitch, how dare you insult me!" "As he spoke, he gripped Zhu Jiuzhen's large breast tightly with one hand, preventing
her from struggling free, while his other hand kneaded the nipple of her other breast heavily.
'It hurts…' Zhu Jiuzhen, like a swan struck by an arrow,
suddenly felt a surge of strength in her body from the pain in her nipple. She abruptly broke free from Zhang Wuji's embrace, crawled a few steps, and knelt on the ground.
She sobbed softly at Zhang Wuji, who was approaching her. Raising her tear-streaked face, she apologized to Zhang Wuji,
'Brother Wuji, I'm sorry… I shouldn't have scolded you… I'm sorry…'
…
Zhu Jiuzhen walked listlessly along the edge of the pool, feeling a dull pain in her breast, her heart filled with shame, anger
, and sorrow. A cool breeze blew by, and she regained her senses slightly. She saw that the sun was already setting in the west, and suddenly felt a wetness between her legs. "
She felt quite uncomfortable, and the places Zhang Wuji had touched felt tingly and itchy... Even through her clothes, the feeling still
made her feel filthy.
Seeing that she was already quite far from Zhang Wuji's hut, Zhu Jiuzhen stopped, biting her red lips, looking around
, and after a moment's hesitation, gently removed her clothes.
Taking off her skirt, she discovered that her bodice, roughly kneaded by Zhang Wuji, no longer covered her ample breasts,
hanging like a scarf on her chest. Her plump, white breasts were covered with bruises, and the red
nipple that had been pinched was slightly swollen. These alluring breasts, even Wei Bi, she had never let him touch, always wanting to
present them as a precious gift to her cousin on their wedding night, for him to admire and play with. But now,
this little devil Zhang Wuji... Looking at the bruises on her chest, Zhu Jiuzhen felt both ashamed and angry, and suddenly couldn't help but sob
.
Zhu Jiuzhen lifted her shapely, long legs and pulled down her underpants, only to find them soaking wet. She felt even more ashamed
and indignant. She hurriedly washed her clothes and then waded into the water, scrubbing her body frantically, as if this could wash
away the humiliation Zhang Wuji had inflicted upon her.
Only when the sun began to set did Zhu Jiuzhen come ashore and put on her clothes, which were half-dry from the sunset. A
cool evening breeze blew, and Zhu Jiuzhen shivered involuntarily. She looked at the peach in her hand, which Zhang Wuji
had tossed to her before she left. When giving her the peach, Zhang Wuji had smiled playfully, "This peach is for you
. Whether you eat it yourself later or give it to them is up to you." Zhu Jiuzhen hesitated before taking the peach, feeling Zhang
Wuji's burning gaze, like a wolf eyeing a exhausted rabbit.
Zhu Jiuzhen held a fresh, tender peach, its sweet fragrance wafting into her nostrils. Zhang Wuji's teasing gaze flashed before her eyes again
, and a sudden, inexplicable hatred for Wei Bi welled up within her. She put the peach to her lips and took a large bite…
When Zhu Jiuzhen returned to the hut, it was already dusk. As soon as she reached the hut, she sensed a tense atmosphere
. Wu Qingying lay facing the wall, while Wei Bi sat there blankly, both with stifled expressions and silent.
Seeing Zhu Jiuzhen return, Wei Bi forced a smile and said, "Cousin's back."
Seeing Wei Bi, Zhu Jiuzhen suddenly felt slightly annoyed, simply grunting in response before entering the hut and sitting in her
seat.
Wu Qingying suddenly said mockingly from the side, "Coming back so late, can't find anything, useless
thing, I wonder where you've been gallivanting off to…" Zhu Jiuzhen, already filled with resentment, could no longer suppress her anger upon hearing this, and 　　she began to argue loudly
with Wu Qingying . 　　 Wei Bi was sandwiched in the middle, sitting against the shed wall, head down and silent. 　　 ... 　　 The next morning, watching Zhu Jiuzhen leave, Wu Qingying followed at a distance. 　　 The sarcastic remark Wu Qingying made yesterday wasn't actually directed at Zhu Jiuzhen, but rather an expression of her dissatisfaction with Wei Bi; she was 　　simply waiting for Zhu Jiuzhen's return to unleash her anger. 　　 A few days ago, she found several snow melon vines in a very secluded spot in a dense forest, bearing seven or 　　eight snow melons of varying sizes. Although hidden under the shade of trees, the melons weren't very sweet, but still 　　ten times better than sour hawthorns. So, after eating her fill, she secretly brought some to Wei Bi, and two days ago, she even sent 　　Zhu Jiuzhen away to enjoy them with Wei Bi. 　　 However, by the day before yesterday, the two had eaten all the melons. Yesterday, they ran out of food again, and in desperation, Wu 　　Qingying suggested that she and Wei Bi split up to find food. By noon, Wu Qingying still hadn't found anything, so she picked some 　　large hawthorns and took them to the agreed-upon spot with Wei Bi. She found Wei Bi resting under a tree, leisurely crossing 　　his legs. 　　 Wu Qingying was delighted, thinking, "Could it be that Senior Brother found something to eat?" However, upon asking, she learned that Wei Bi 　　had also found nothing. 　　 After eating some hawthorns, Wei Bi perked up, pulled Wu Qingying into his arms, and 　　began teasing her, guiding her small hand towards his crotch. 　　 Wu Qingying, exhausted from searching for mountain fruits all morning on an empty stomach, was already slightly angry to see Wei Bi return early. 　　Seeing that he had eaten the fruits but hadn't waited for her to finish before asking her to do that filthy thing, her pent-up resentment exploded 　　, and she started arguing with Wei Bi. Although Wu Qingying's lips were as beautiful and alluring as flower petals, she was also very sharp-tongued, 　　uttering 　　 a string of sarcastic remarks . 　　 Wei Bi was also filled with anger after being scolded by Wu Qingying for being useless and lazy. Born into a wealthy family, Wei 　　Bi's family background was far inferior to that of the Wu and Zhu families. Wu Lie's taking him as a disciple was largely an attempt to curry favor with the Wei family. He was handsome, 　　skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and also a good candidate for martial arts training. Furthermore, in recent years, both Wu Qingying and Zhu Jiuzhen had shown 　　affection for him, thus they had been accommodating and considerate towards him, always thinking of his needs. Therefore, Wei Bi's unintentional pride 　　wasn't limited to others; it would also occasionally surface between him and the Wu and Zhu families. 　　 Now, however, he was being scolded by Wu Qingying for not doing the vulgar and lowly picking work. He 　　hadn't realized that Wu Qingying was also a young lady from a wealthy family, and that she had suffered greatly for him over the past few months, constantly 　　vying with Zhu Jiuzhen for his favor. He had already been suppressing his resentment and anger. Now that Wu Qingying had erupted, he initially 　　held back out of self-restraint, but Wu Qingying's sharp tongue grew increasingly incessant, until he finally couldn't bear 　　it any longer and retorted, then stormed off. 　　 Neither was willing to back down, and they remained silent even after returning to their hut. 　　 This morning, Wei Bi finally relented, gently offering to go foraging with Wu Qingying and promising to diligently 　　search for food. However, Wu Qingying refused. 　　Despite his repeated pleas, she remained unmoved, leaving Wei Bi with no choice but to go forage alone. 　　 Wu Qingying was still angry, as she had gained the upper hand in her battle with Zhu Jiuzhen over Wei Bi these past few days 　　, unconsciously becoming less submissive and more driven by a woman's innate desire for control. Wei Bi's 　　retort yesterday still fueled her anger. 　　 However, there was an even more important reason for not going with Wei Bi: she suspected Zhu Jiuzhen. 　　 These past few days, Zhu Jiuzhen had been forced to forage for food alone, and had become very silent, rarely even speaking to Wei Bi.

Wu Qingying inadvertently noticed that Zhu Jiuzhen's previously pale face had regained some color, clearly due to a full meal.
Last night, when Wu Qingying and Zhu Jiuzhen were arguing face-to-face, she noticed a familiar
scent in Zhu Jiuzhen's breath.
The scent was extremely faint; if she hadn't been so close, and Zhu Jiuzhen hadn't been so angry, Wu Qingying wouldn't have been able to smell it at all. However, the scent was also somewhat unfamiliar; Wu Qingying was certain she had never smelled it in the valley. 　　After her resounding victory in
the argument , she lay there racking her brains, finally remembering what the scent was… alcohol! 　　 So, in the morning, Wei Bi went out, and Wu Qingying followed. After wandering around outside, they 　　returned to the vicinity of the hut. Zhu Jiuzhen was still asleep in the hut. Wu Qingying waited for a long time, growing increasingly impatient, 　　until the sun was high in the sky before Zhu Jiuzhen finally emerged from the hut. She stood at the door for a while before slowly starting to 　　walk northwest. Wu Qingying, full of anticipation, followed from a distance. 　　 Zhu Jiuzhen had actually woken up quite early, but pretended to be asleep. After Wei Bi and Wu Qingying left, she tossed and 　　turned on the straw mat, her mind in turmoil. One moment she thought of Wei Bi, the next of Zhang Wuji, then of Wu Qingying 　　; one moment she thought she should go to Zhang Wuji's place to work, the next she thought she absolutely couldn't go back to suffer that humiliation. Only when the sun was already shining on 　　the shack did Zhu Jiuzhen get up. She hesitated for a while before standing at the door, but finally gritted her teeth and headed northwest 　　. 　　 That day, Zhang Wuji had already begun adding to the roof. He first laid bark on the roof beams, securing it with wooden wedges, and then 　　began to lay layers of thatch from the bottom up, one layer on top of another, securing each layer. 　　 However, since no one was passing the thatch to Zhang Wuji from the ground, the process 　　was very slow. He had tried to get the monkeys to help, but they were playful and only made things worse, so he had no choice but 　　to chase them away. 　　 Unexpectedly, these mischievous monkeys, having helped, didn't care about the outcome and started chattering around Zhang Wuji, demanding 　　payment. Zhang Wuji was both annoyed and amused, but there was nothing he could do. So he roasted two fish and gave them to the monkeys 　　. This commotion had lasted until almost noon. After the monkeys finished eating, Zhang Wuji sent them off to pick peaches and 　　continued his house-building project. 　　 While laying out the straw, Zhang Wuji suddenly heard a soft, sweet voice: "Brother Wuji, do you need my help 　　?" 　　 Zhang Wuji looked up and saw Zhu Jiuzhen standing there awkwardly, looking at him timidly. He was 　　overjoyed; it was almost noon, and he had thought that after yesterday's events, Zhu Jiuzhen wouldn't come again, but 　　she had come after all. 　　 Zhang Wuji, suppressing his pounding heart, said, "Just hand me the grass from the ground." 　　 So the two began working, but neither spoke. 　　 When the sun was already slightly setting, Zhang Wuji stood up. Seeing that half the roof was covered, he 　　smiled with satisfaction and said to Zhu Jiuzhen, "Let's stop here for today. It should be almost finished tomorrow. Let's eat first 　　." 　　 Hearing the word "eat," Zhu Jiuzhen's stomach immediately rumbled. Due to the dwindling food supply, 　　she, Wei Bi, and Wu Qingying could only eat one or two meals a day, usually nothing in the morning. It 　　was already past midnight, and she was already hungry, but dared not say so. How could she not be happy to hear Zhang Wuji mention eating? 　　 Zhu Jiuzhen followed Zhang Wuji to the front of the house. Seeing no familiar roasted chicken or fish on the stove, she was greatly disappointed, 　　thinking, "Waiting for him to catch fish and then roast it will take a long time!" Thinking this, she suddenly felt 　　a churning in her empty stomach, which was very uncomfortable. 　　 Zhang Wuji glanced back at Zhu Jiuzhen, smiled slightly, and said nothing. He went to the stove and lifted 　　the lid of the large earthenware pot on it. 　　 As the lid was lifted, a wisp of steam rose from the pot. Zhu Jiuzhen stared at the steam, stunned. 　　The white steam was ordinary, but she hadn't seen it for months, and seeing it now felt like a lifetime ago 　　. As she stood there, the aroma of meat wafted into her nostrils as the steam dissipated… It wasn't 　　 until Zhang Wuji ladled a large bowl and placed it in front of Zhu Jiuzhen that she snapped out of her daze. She heard Zhang Wuji say, 　　"This is rabbit meat, stewed until tender. Eat!" He then placed a bowl of wine in front of her as well. 　　 Zhu Jiuzhen hesitated, staring at the golden wine in the bowl. Yesterday, she had fallen asleep after drinking, which allowed 　　Zhang Wuji to take advantage of her. What if she did this today…? 　　 However, the rich aroma of the wine wafted into Zhu Jiuzhen's nostrils, stimulating her senses. Finally, she couldn't resist 　　any longer, picked up the bowl, and took a small sip, thinking, "I'll only drink one bowl today; I shouldn't fall asleep. Besides… 　　 I chose to come today because I expected him to…" 　　 The cool, fragrant wine lingered in her mouth before entering her stomach, transforming into a warm, smooth, and mellow sensation. Zhu Jiuzhen took 　　another sip, looking at the well-cooked and fragrant rabbit meat in the bowl. Suddenly, she remembered the rabbit she had caught that day and 　　Wu Qingying's sarcastic remarks. Without further hesitation, she picked up a large piece of meat from the bowl, put it in her mouth, and began to eat heartily 　　. 　　 ... 　　 Sure enough, after finishing the meal, Zhu Jiuzhen's worst fears came true. 　　 Zhang Wuji finished his food in a few bites and then stared intently at Zhu Jiuzhen as she ate. Even with her head down, Zhu Jiuzhen could 　　feel Zhang Wuji's burning gaze. She felt like the rabbit meat in the bowl, with a little wolf 　　eyeing it greedily, and her heart pounded with anxiety. Her cheeks, flushed from drinking, turned a deep rosy red, and her whole body slowly 　　began to heat up. 　　 She didn't know whether she ate the meal quickly or slowly... Zhu Jiuzhen ate with considerable unease. Before she 　　could even wipe her mouth after the last bite, Zhang Wuji, like a wolf, grabbed her from behind. 　　 Although she had anticipated this, Zhu Jiuzhen couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" 　　She raised her head in alarm, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, and whispered tremulously, "Brother Wuji, 　　don't do this..." Her lips trembled slightly, her full, luscious lips glistening in the sunlight, tempting and alluring. 　　 Zhang Wuji ignored Zhu Jiuzhen's protests, opening his arms and tightly encircling her slender, voluptuous body 　　in his embrace. His hands expertly climbed onto her high, firm breasts, caressing them greedily.

Feeling the softness and amazing elasticity of the flesh, the two round balls changed
shape at will as he kneaded them with his ten fingers.
Zhu Jiuzhen trembled slightly, the tingling sensation spreading throughout her body, causing her
to tremble uncontrollably, her heart pounding with panic. She twisted a couple of times, then resigned herself to giving up the struggle, slightly bending her taut
body to resist the inexplicable stimulation and annoyance brought by Zhang Wuji's hands. She placed her hands on her abdomen and twisted them together, her slender,
delicate fingers turning white from the force.
She thought sadly, "Is this how it's going to be from now on? Just to let him hug and
grope me like this for food every day? This vulgar brat dares to threaten me with food… I should have killed him outside the valley…"
Suddenly, Wei Bi's handsome, smiling face flashed into her mind, making her even more disgusted with Zhang Wuji's actions.
She thought, "If I let him grope me like this, what if my cousin finds out? What will I do after we leave the valley?"
Just as she was anxiously thinking this, Zhu Jiuzhen suddenly felt Zhang Wuji's right hand brush against her already hard and erect
nipple. Instantly, as if struck by lightning, a strong electric current surged through her body, making her feel
weak and limp. She couldn't help but open her mouth and scream, "Ah!"
Hearing Zhu Jiuzhen's scream from behind, Zhang Wuji felt a delicate and melodious scent, even carrying a hint of decadence
. He was filled with curiosity and desire, and his breathing became heavier. He moved his wrist, his fingers flying across the
hard spot, feeling the cherry-like small bead, firm yet soft,
bouncing and swaying with his touch. The intense softness and weight transmitted through his hand brought him immense pleasure.
Zhu Jiuzhen trembled violently, instinctively arching her body forward, trying to distance her breasts from Zhang Wuji
's large hand. Unexpectedly, her buttocks thrust backward, bumping into something hard. That long object barely penetrated
the softest part of her thighs, forcibly creating a slit between her tightly closed legs before slipping inside.
Zhu Jiuzhen froze, her eyes widening as if she had realized something. With a muffled groan, her body
trembled violently as if stung by a scorpion, struggling forward while simultaneously using her small hands to push against Zhang Wuji's hips, desperately
resisting.
Zhang Wuji's legs were erect, and Zhu Jiuzhen's struggles forced his hard member into a
tight spot, giving him a feeling of intense pleasure. However, before he could fully savor it, Zhu Jiuzhen
began to writhe even more violently, like a large white fish just pulled from the water, leaping and jumping in his arms. This ignited
a primal urge in Zhang Wuji, as if he wanted to tame a beloved pet that was wild and untamed. He felt
Zhu Jiuzhen pushing against his lower abdomen with all her might. Looking down, he saw two delicate, beautiful hands, smooth
and white as jade. Suddenly, he remembered what he had seen in the woods that night, and with a sudden inspiration, he grabbed Zhu Jiuzhen's right hand and stuffed it
into his pants.
Zhu Jiuzhen felt a release in her chest, and the tingling sensation subsided considerably. When Zhang Wuji took her small hand,
she was still dazed and hadn't reacted yet. When her fingers touched a thick, long strip of flesh, she felt that the outer layer was soft
and slippery to the touch. She subconsciously squeezed it and found that the inside of the strip of flesh was extremely hard, like refined iron.
After a moment of stunned silence, she suddenly remembered the things in the many erotic pictures she had peeked at outside the valley. She
immediately understood what the thing in her hand was and let out a high-pitched scream. She tried to pull her hand away, but Zhang Wuji quickly pressed it
down.
Zhu Jiuzhen felt a wave of nausea and shouted angrily, "You little villain, let go!"
When Zhang Wuji heard the word "villain," his anger rose from his heart, and he pinched Zhu Jiuzhen's left nipple hard with his left hand
. Zhu Jiuzhen felt as if her nipple had been slashed by a knife; a sharp pain shot through her, and she cried out, "It hurts so much...
" Her body arched forward like a shrimp, but Zhang Wuji firmly grasped her left breast, holding her tightly in his arms
.
Zhang Wuji coldly said, "Don't you want to come again tomorrow? Hold it!" Though his tone was fierce,
his heart was filled with unease. Firstly, Zhang Wuji was also clueless about such matters; secondly, this was the first time
he had ever coerced someone in this way, which was completely against his nature. He was only driven by a mixture of hostility and lust towards Zhu Jiuzhen.
If Zhu Jiuzhen continued to struggle desperately, Zhang Wuji would be helpless.
Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Zhu Jiuzhen hesitated for a moment, then suddenly began to sob softly, causing Zhang Wuji's heart
to soften slightly, and a faint sense of guilt to creep in. However, that small hand hesitated before grasping it, and
instantly the soft, smooth touch traveled up Zhang Wuji's spine from his penis, a blissful sensation almost making him want to
howl to the heavens.
Zhang Wuji's heart surged; Zhu Jiuzhen's mere gentle grasp was enough to make his soul leave his body, bringing him immense pleasure. So
his hands began to rub Zhu Jiuzhen's breasts wantonly.
Zhu Jiuzhen mechanically gripped Zhang Wuji's penis while struggling to resist the nausea swirling in her chest
. Her delicate body trembled violently, and she thought sadly, "Yes, should I come again tomorrow?
There's nothing to eat in the valley now, and my cousin is increasingly favoring Wu Qingying. What should I do?" Thinking this, her body
gradually softened, and crystal tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.
Zhang Wuji felt the breasts in his hands becoming increasingly firm and elastic, and he couldn't help but become even more excited. His technique
gradually became more skilled, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes light. Sometimes he would wander in the narrow and deep cleavage, and sometimes
he would climb up to the top of the breast and gently stroke it, as if he were playing with a pair of very interesting toys, and he couldn't put them down.
Zhu Jiuzhen felt her body gradually heating up, and her breathing became heavy and rapid. Those hateful hands
would sometimes itch her like ants climbing a tree, and other times roll across her chest like a millstone, making it hard to breathe. A
wave of annoying restlessness filled her heart, and she couldn't help but think, "Damn it... if he were my cousin... like this...
how wonderful that would be..." Suddenly, she felt a dampness at the base of her thighs, and her legs involuntarily twisted.
Her right hand, which had been gripping Zhang Wuji's penis, felt numb and uncomfortable, so she moved it back and forth a couple of times.
Zhang Wuji was enthusiastically playing with Zhu Jiuzhen's breasts when he suddenly felt her hand move twice
. His penis was instantly filled with the smooth, soft sensation of her palm and a wave of ecstatic pleasure. He suddenly remembered...
Remembering how Wu Qingying had caressed Wei Bi with her small hands that day, she quickly whispered, "Yes, like that, don't stop."
As she spoke, her palms and fingers flew and circled rapidly over Zhu Jiuzhen's nipples through her clothes.
Zhu Jiuzhen was struck dumb, unable to bear it any longer. Her delicate body went limp in Zhang Wuji's arms, her small mouth slightly
open, breathing heavily like a fish out of water. She felt the touch on her nipples like a tickle through a boot,
making her unbearably itchy, an electric current coursing through her body, bringing a strange sense of pleasure, and her trembling body began
to tremble violently. However, that beautiful sensation was elusive, making her try to twist and turn, focusing only on thrusting
her breasts forward, hoping that Zhang Wuji's hands would be faster and heavier, unaware that her own small hands were already
moving rapidly back and forth.
With Zhu Jiuzhen's rapid movements, Zhang Wuji felt incredibly ecstatic. Zhu Jiuzhen's hands were the perfect size, just enough
to encircle his penis. Her incredibly delicate palms and soft, boneless fingertips rapidly caressed his shaft, giving him
an unparalleled pleasure, making him somewhat lost in ecstasy. Suddenly, his hands instinctively reached for Zhu Jiuzhen's collar.
Zhang Wuji's right hand suddenly slipped inside Zhu Jiuzhen's clothes, passing through a thin layer of brocade, and touched a round, high mound
. Zhang Wuji stroked it, and his hand was instantly filled with the smooth, pinkish flesh, the incredibly delicate sensation seeming
to melt under his touch.
Zhu Jiuzhen's body stiffened abruptly, then she suddenly raised her head high, moaning softly. Her pretty
face was flushed red, her eyes glazed over as if about to drip water, but her right hand stopped, tightly gripping his penis
, and her delicate body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Zhang Wuji touched those incredibly tender, supple, and elastic breasts, and a surge of lust
ignited within him. He thrust his hips forward, greedily caressing her breasts. The exquisite beauty beneath his hands
fueled his burning desire. Zhu Jiuzhen's collar was quite tight, making it difficult for his right hand. So, panting heavily,
he untied the sash at Zhu Jiuzhen's chest with his left hand, then pulled her skirt to the sides with both hands, simultaneously reaching
inside.
Zhu Jiuzhen let out a sharp cry, abruptly pulling her right hand back from Zhang Wuji's trousers,
clutching it tightly to her chest along with her left. Zhang Wuji was now completely captivated, his hands
kneading and caressing Zhu Jiuzhen's large breasts through her delicate arms and small hands, repeatedly trying to pull her arms away. However, Zhu Jiuzhen's
arms seemed to possess immense strength, firmly protecting her chest, and he couldn't pry them open.
Unable to pry Zhu Jiuzhen's arms off, Zhang Wuji stopped struggling and began to caress and knead other areas of her body
. His hands would sometimes rub against the base of her breasts, sometimes slip into her cleavage, and sometimes explore her flat stomach.
Zhu Jiuzhen was filled with shame and indignation, frantically trying to resist with her hands, but her breasts were too full, and she couldn't manage both . In
a moment of confusion, Zhang Wuji seized the opportunity, grasping her left breast and pinching the small, rosy nipple between two fingers.
Zhu Jiuzhen cried out again, arching her body and clinging to Zhang Wuji's arm in a daze. She tightly
gripped his left hand with her left hand, trying to stop it, but his hand was much larger than her small hand, and
the part that wasn't being grasped quickly caressed her left breast. A series of unprecedented stimulations caused Zhu Jiuzhen
to tremble violently. She felt the strength in her hands slowly draining away, while Zhang Wuji's hands moved more and
more freely and violently. The electric shocks made her body increasingly limp.
Zhang Wuji's left hand gradually broke free from Zhu Jiuzhen's grasp, her fair hand still resting on the back of his
, yet it seemed as if Zhu Jiuzhen was guiding him to knead her breasts. Zhang Wuji was secretly delighted,
and his greed spread unchecked. He tried to pry Zhu Jiuzhen's right hand off, but with a slight struggle,
it drooped. Zhang Wuji was even more overjoyed, feeling the warmth of her hands, experiencing the ultimate pleasure.
Zhang Wuji quickly rubbed and played with Zhu Jiuzhen's full breasts. At this moment, Zhu Jiuzhen's eyes were glazed over, and
she gave up resisting, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid and heavy, gradually turning into moans of "ah ah."
As his hands continued their movements, Zhang Wuji's desire grew ever stronger. Suddenly, he remembered something extremely important
, grabbed Zhu Jiuzhen's right hand and pulled it back into his pants, then quickly grasped her right breast,
continuing to caress and tease it.
Zhu Jiuzhen's eyes were vacant, her body tense, her small hands woodenly stroking Zhang Wuji's penis back and forth. As
Zhang Wuji's caresses and kneading of her breasts became increasingly intense, her movements gradually quickened, sending
waves of ecstasy through Zhang Wuji, filling him with unparalleled pleasure.
The more Zhang Wuji worked, the more exhilarated he became. In his excitement and bliss, he cupped her breasts in his hands,
lifting them from beneath her half-closed clothing. Looking over Zhu Jiuzhen's slender shoulders, one could see a cluster of small, snow-white breasts
standing tall on her delicate chest, filling her entire bosom. They were plump, pink, and smooth as jade, their skin like solidified cream, yet possessing an extreme
elasticity, without a trace of sagging. They bounced and leaped on Zhu Jiuzhen's beautiful chest like white rabbits,
swaying like water droplets, flowing between Zhang Wuji's fingers. Two small, rosy nipples, surrounded by pink areolas,
stood proudly against the snow.
Seeing such a beautiful sight, Zhang Wuji was instantly mesmerized, speechless. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly
let out a low growl from his throat, and began to move swiftly again, caressing, kneading, and stroking, causing Zhu
Jiuzhen's delicate body to tremble, her cries echoing, her beautiful breasts bouncing wildly.
Zhu Jiuzhen felt her legs growing increasingly wet, a surge of moisture welling up from within her. Her underpants seemed completely soaked
, and she involuntarily twisted her legs together. She moaned softly, pressing her breasts heavily against Zhang Wuji's
hands, writhing to alleviate the tingling, itchy sensation, while her small hands rapidly stroked inside Zhang Wuji's pants
. Only her hands could stabilize her soft, delicate body; only rapid stroking could release
the frantic throbbing in her heart.
As Zhu Jiuzhen's small hands moved quickly, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt an extreme pleasure rise from his lower abdomen,
spreading rapidly and surging towards his groin. In the fifteen years since his birth, this ultimate pleasure was something he
had never even imagined. He tried to suppress the pleasure, to stop it, but he was so powerless. In an instant, his entire body was submerged in this
ocean of pleasure, and finally, he was overcome with ecstasy, letting out a low growl, his hands also moving in boundless ecstasy.
He lay flat on his hand and began to knead the tips of Zhu Jiuzhen's two nipples at full speed.
Zhu Jiuzhen slid her small hand quickly, and suddenly felt the thick object in her hand grow even thicker and bounce
up. Then, a series of intense and indescribable pleasures spread from her nipples to her whole body, and she
screamed "Ah ah" in a daze. Her delicate body trembled violently, and her round buttocks rose up and rubbed desperately back and forth against Zhang Wuji's legs
.
Zhu Jiuzhen's small hands were stroking the penis with all her might when she suddenly felt her palms get wet. Gushing, sticky fluid
gushed out from the tip of the penis, instantly soaking her entire hand. At the same time, the ultimate beauty of her nipples surged up, wave after
wave, as if drowning her. Even though she struggled desperately, she was submerged by the giant waves as soon as she surfaced.
The feeling of suffocation made her increasingly weak, and finally she couldn't breathe. With all her might, she surfaced one last time, opened her
mouth and screamed, "No... I'm... I'm... going to die..." Then she became weak all over and collapsed in despair
, her legs swinging back and forth like a sieve. Her small hands were still inside Zhang Wuji's crotch, which was covered in sticky fluid, grasping his gradually
limp penis, gently sliding and squeezing it back and forth. Her hands were slippery, like catching a loach in muddy water, and it seemed
that only in this way could she maintain a sliver of clarity in the suffocating ocean of ecstasy…
Zhang Wuji, embracing the limp Zhu Jiuzhen, stood blankly for a long time before the pleasure gradually subsided. Suddenly, he felt
all the heat in his body disappear, and he felt incredibly refreshed. He couldn't help but think, "No wonder Minister Wei asked Wu Qingying to do this for him several times
. It turns out this thing is truly wonderful. I must find a way to get Zhu Jiuzhen to help me do more in the future…"
His gaze swept across the wide pool, feeling an extraordinary sense of joy. He wanted to let out a long howl, but suddenly he heard
a "crack" from afar. At this time, Zhang Wuji had already completed the second volume of the Nine Yang Skill, and
his hearing and eyesight had greatly improved. Although the sound of the branch breaking was faint, he heard it clearly.
Zhang Wuji's heart tightened. He glanced slightly in that direction and saw a black hem of clothing flutter behind a tree;
a small figure disappeared into the bushes.
At that moment, Zhu Jiuzhen, whom he was holding, suddenly screamed. She staggered forward, broke free from Zhang Wuji's embrace, and stared in
disbelief at her right hand, which was covered in white fluid. Suddenly, she bent over and began to gag violently…

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