【The Legend of the Lewd and Cruel Martial World: Side Story - The Green Couple's Martial World】(Part Two)

A gentle night breeze blew, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. In a spacious and elegant room in the east wing of Ningxiang Tower,
the lingering, intoxicating fragrance of the intense lovemaking between the man and woman still lingered in the air.
Under the dim light of red candles, Wen Jing and Ding Peng looked at Master Ma, who lay motionless on the bedside. Wen Jing asked ,
"Since that's the case, after you came to Luozhou, who did you give the wooden box to?"
Master Ma chuckled and said, "Speaking of this person, before coming to Luozhou, I never expected
it! This person is…"
Suddenly, a few soft hissing sounds came from outside the window. Ding Peng was startled and he and Wen Jing simultaneously dodged to the left and right. Two sharp, piercing
sounds followed, and two long, dark needles struck the bed. When they turned back, Master Ma had a
long needle lodged in his throat and was instantly dead.
Ding Peng let out a long howl, lifting Master Ma's robe from beside the bed and wrapping it around himself. Just then, Wen Jing called out from behind
, "Peng'er, be careful!" Before Wen Jing finished speaking, he flashed out the door. A dark
figure was seen fleeing along the corridor at incredible speed towards the back courtyard of the waterside pavilion.
Although the figure was fast, the distance between them was extremely short. In an instant, Ding Peng had already reached the black-
clad man behind him. Ding Peng chuckled softly, "Where did you come from, brother? Come in and have a drink!" As he spoke, he conjured
a sword with his finger, and with lightning speed, pierced the black-clad man's spine at the "Tian Shu" acupoint with a "crack."
Ding Peng was known in the martial arts world as "White-Clad Spirit Swordsman," but his martial arts were not based on ordinary longswords.
Instead, he cultivated sharp sword beams formed from his fingertips, capable of killing and defending without a trace. Targeting acupoints was
effortless for him. His sword strike aimed precisely at the nerve pathways in his opponent's spine, intending to
instantly incapacitate him without killing him, leaving him alive. Having succeeded, Ding Peng anticipated his opponent would
collapse, but as his fingertips pierced the opponent's body, he suddenly felt the opponent's muscles and bones were icy
cold, completely unlike a living person.
Ding Peng was startled. At that moment, the man in black suddenly turned around. His face was fierce and ugly, his muscles almost twisted
and deformed, but his eyes were blood red like a demon. Ding Peng was slightly shocked.
Suddenly, the man in black flashed with light, and a gleaming long knife appeared in his hand. He slashed down at Ding Peng. With a "swoosh", Ding
Peng was terrified. Even though he dodged backward like lightning, he was still caught off guard by the man in black's blade
. A long bloody gash was left on his fair chest through his robe.
Having landed a successful blow, the man in black didn't reply. Suddenly, he hurled his long sword at Ding Peng. Ding Peng dodged to the side
, and the sword clattered against a pillar behind him, wobbling uncontrollably. Turning around, Ding Peng saw that the man in black
now held a trigger-like mechanism in his hand. Ding Peng thought to himself, "Not good!" Without thinking
, he leaped into the doorway of a nearby elegant room. A series of clanging sounds filled the air as dozens of
dark, long needles shot into the doorway of the room Ding Peng had just entered.
When the sounds subsided, Ding Peng leaped out, and the man in black had vanished from the corridor. Realizing his opponent couldn't have gone far, Ding Peng
quickly gave chase along the waterside corridor. After turning another corner, they arrived at
the garden in the backyard of Ningxiang Tower. Ding Peng looked around and saw artificial hills and pavilions
all around. From the depths of the shady trees, he could faintly hear the gurgling of water and the chirping of birds. Looking further, beyond the red walls and green tiles, there were layers of eaves and
courtyards between the other buildings of Ningxiang Tower. A bright moon hung high in the night sky, its light spilling onto the garden like mercury. But where
was the shadow of the man in black from before?
Ding Peng was filled with frustration and was hesitating when he suddenly heard
several muffled thuds from the roof on the west side. Then, with a loud thud, a
person fell heavily from the eaves to the ground. Ding Peng looked closely and saw that it was indeed the strange man in black from before.
"Ding Peng, you useless bastard! How could you let this son of a bitch escape? How could Wen Meiren have chosen
such a useless thing as you!"
With a gruff male voice, a figure swept from the rooftop into the courtyard like a roc.
It was a tall, bald man in a gray robe. On his fierce face, covered with thick, fleshy muscles and a bushy beard, resembling a demon
, a long scar was clearly visible in the moonlight. He looked at Ding Peng with a slight sneer
, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.
"So it's you, Brother Sheng!" Ding Peng was startled at first, but upon recognizing the gray-robed man,
a look of surprise and delight appeared on his face. He then laughed and said, "Brother Sheng, when did you return to Luozhou? I was so
worried about you!"
The gray-robed man approached Ding Peng and patted him on the shoulder, chuckling, "I've been back for a few days!
Ding Peng, you useless thing, your martial arts are getting worse and worse. While I was away, you let this piece of trash get close to Wen Mei'er
? If she gets even a scratch, I'll tear you to pieces!"
Ding Peng also laughed, "Brother Sheng, I'm Xiao Jing'er's husband, how could I bear to let her lose a single skin?
You can rest assured!" He turned to look at the black-clad man still lying motionless on the ground, but
his smile faded and he frowned, saying, "..." This fellow, whose origins are unknown, is truly strange. Just now, I
pierced his Tian Shu acupoint on his back with my sword. An ordinary person would have been paralyzed, yet he can move as usual and even forced me back
, allowing him to escape. Just who is he?
"Who cares who he is? Falling into my hands, surnamed Sheng, is his bad luck!"
The gray-robed man walked up to the black-clad man, his large, fan-like hand lifting him up. Ignoring
the intermittent, low groans emanating from the man's throat, he coldly sneered,
"You don't recognize me? I'm the infamous 'Shura Lustful Demon,' who once shook the martial world and killed countless people." Sheng
Tianyang! Miss Wen is my savior! Trying to kill her is tantamount to taking my life! I just
broke your arm and leg bones with a few punches, so you can't escape now—I should have
torn you to pieces, but I promised Miss Wen I wouldn't kill indiscriminately. If you know what's good for you, just tell me
who's behind this, and you might have a chance to live. Otherwise—hmph!
With a cold laugh, Sheng Tianyang's fingers sank, producing a crisp "crack" sound. "Back in the day, my specialty
was torturing people to the point of wishing for death. Now, I'll start crushing your ribs one by one
, hehe, isn't that interesting?"
The man in black's limbs slumped limply, clearly broken, and Sheng Tianyang had just crushed another
rib. Yet, he showed no sign of pain or struggle. Ding Peng stared intently. On his ugly, distorted face, apart from a
pair of blood-red eyes, there was no trace of pleading, pleas for mercy, or fear.
He remained silent, only occasionally emitting low, beast-like hissing sounds from his throat.
Sheng Tianyang chuckled, "You've got some guts, huh? Let's see how long you can hold out!" He
reached down and ripped open the black-clad man's clothes with a sharp crack, then with a sudden pull
, a bloodied rib was pulled out of the man's body through a gash
. The black-clad man didn't cry out in pain, but Sheng Tianyang threw the bloody rib aside and cursed, "Damn it! This bastard
's body is ice-cold, is he some kind of monster?"
Ding Peng, standing nearby, couldn't help but shake his head, saying, "Brother Sheng, I don't think this man is a monster. He seems to be mentally
deranged. You probably won't get anything out of him by torturing him like this!
" "Hehe, Young Master Ding is indeed clever!"
As a melodious, bell-like voice rang out, two beautiful women appeared in the moonlit garden.
Under the silvery moonlight, one of them, dressed in red gauze, possessed a lovely and charming appearance. Her fair
skin, exposed on her chest and arms, was like snow reflecting the morning sun. She stood gracefully with a smile under the moonlight. The light red
gauze of her dress fluttered, subtly revealing her slender figure. Although she wore only light makeup, her beauty was elegant and refined,
stunningly beautiful like a celestial being. She was none other than Wen Jing, the eldest daughter of the Wen family. Beside her
, the one who had spoken earlier, was another young woman dressed in a luxurious light green palace gown, adorned with pearls and jade. Her eyes were
captivating, her skin like jade, and her figure graceful. Her mature and beautiful face seemed to carry a hint of alluring
charm.
The young woman and Wen Jing exchanged a smile, then walked gracefully towards him. The young woman laughed, "
Master Sheng, the man in your hand is no longer alive. Even if you pulled out every bone in his body, he wouldn't
tell you anything."
Upon closer inspection, Wen Jing noticed the bloodstains on Ding Peng's chest and quickly stepped forward with a soft cry. Ding Peng smiled
as she gently lifted his robe to examine the wound. Wen Jing frowned slightly and said, "Peng'er, you're always so careless…
Does it hurt badly?"
Ding Peng smiled and said, "It's strange, it hurt quite a bit just now, but it doesn't hurt anymore now that you're here!"
Wen Jing lightly spat at him, then whispered in his ear with a sweet laugh, "When we get back, be a good girl and let me apply
the medicine." Then she turned to Sheng Tianyang with a smile and said… "Brother Sheng, we owe you a lot again this time!
Was the trip to Longxi arduous?"
Sheng Tianyang tossed the man in black to the ground, then bowed respectfully to Wen Jing, chuckling, "
It wasn't arduous for me, but I was quite worried about Miss the whole way! I was afraid these useless servants around Miss would interfere with
her important business. Now that I'm back and see Miss is safe and sound, I'm relieved!"
Wen Jing, leaning against Ding Peng, covered her mouth and giggled. Sheng Tianyang then turned to the beautiful woman in green palace attire and said
... "Su Mei, what did you mean when you said he wasn't alive? Could this kid really be some kind of demon
or monster?"
The beautiful woman in green palace attire named Su Mei smiled upon hearing this, then walked to the black-clad man lying on the ground.
She bent down, and with a flick of her slender hand, several gleaming silver needles appeared in her hand. With lightning speed, she
inserted the needles into several acupoints on the top of the black-clad man's head.
Only a moment after the needles were inserted, the bloodshot in the black-clad man's eyes gradually faded. Suddenly,
a shrill, beast-like howl erupted from the black-clad man's throat. Everyone was startled and took a few steps back,
but the black-clad man's cry stopped abruptly after a few moments. Then, his body twitched a few times and fell silent again
.
Su Mei stood up and shook her head, saying, "There's nothing I can do, he still died!"
Ding Peng asked, "Sister Su... what kind of strange person is he?"
Su Mei looked at Ding Peng and smiled slightly, saying, "Young Master Ding, you don't know, the strange person you're talking about is
our Demonic Sect's puppet assassin."
"Puppet... assassin?" Ding Peng frowned and looked at Su Mei in confusion, but Su Mei just covered her mouth
and smiled smugly. Sheng Tianyang impatiently shouted, "What kind of thing is this puppet assassin? Damn it, it's always your
Demonic Sect with so many tricks. Su Mei, just tell me what you know!"
"Master Sheng, please calm down!" Su Mei smiled faintly, then composed herself and said, " "Uncle Sheng, Young
Master Ding, you are unaware of this. According to the records in our Demonic Sect's secret scriptures, this method of creating puppets
originated from the evil monks of ancient Hebrew times. In ancient times, they used this soul
-capturing technique on living people as sacrifices to gods and demons. Legend has it that this spell causes the soul of the person cast upon it to fall into hell alive, while the body remains intact. Therefore, the person feels
no pain, fear, joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and naturally has no sense of pity or fear of death. The body of the person
cast upon it obeys only the forbidden incantation contract, making them no different from a clay doll. Now, the Demonic Sect
uses this method on the people of the Central Plains to train assassin warriors, hence the name 'Puppet Death Warriors'!"
Su Mei's words shocked and moved everyone. Wen Jing said in a trembling voice, "..." This...this is truly cruel
. No wonder this puppet assassin is so ruthless yet shows no fear of death. If this is truly the case,
wouldn't the martial arts world of the Central Plains be facing a once-in-a-century calamity?..." She continued, "...""Does that mean
there's no way to save the person who's been bewitched?"
Su Mei looked at Wen Jing and smiled slightly, "Little Jing'er, you're still so kind-hearted!" She shook her head and
continued seriously, "This kind of soul-capturing technique is indeed extremely vicious; even in the Western Lands thousands of miles away, it's called the Black..."
Magic was strictly prohibited by the local government and church, who resorted to extremely cruel tortures to enforce it. I had also studied it painstakingly for
a long time, but I still couldn't crack it. Just now, I used silver needles to suppress several of his acupoints, which only barely restored his
sense of pain, but the result... you all saw it!"
She looked back at the corpse on the ground, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, and continued, "However, there's something I find strange.
According to the ancient Hebrew text in the secret manual, although this puppet is powerful, once it's
more than ten feet away from the person controlling it, or if the person controlling it dies, it will become as lifeless as an ordinary clay figure. Just now, Xiao
Jing'er and I checked around, and no suspicious person inside or outside Ningxiang Tower escaped our eyes. How could this
be...?" ..." Worry gradually appeared in her eyes, and she murmured, "...I remember when I was in
the sect, only a handful of people were fortunate enough to see the secret manual and learn this technique. Could it be that in these past few years, Lan Ji
...her methods have become so powerful?...Or is there another master in the sect? This is really troublesome...
"
Su Mei's beautiful eyes gradually became thoughtful, and everyone remained silent. After a moment, Ding Peng smiled and said, "
Sister Su, I think you don't need to worry too much now. Let's start with this corpse and see if we
can find any clues that can help us find the person behind this."
Su Mei smiled and said, "That's right, Young Master Ding is right. Let's see
what we can find on this dead body first!" "
Ding Peng and Sheng Tianyang immediately began searching the man in black thoroughly, but found nothing
. Ding Peng stood up and laughed at the two women, 'So this fellow is a penniless wretch,
not even a copper coin on him. He's really unlucky!' Before he finished speaking, Sheng Tianyang laughed loudly, 'Haha,
I finally found him! Miss, Su Meiren, come and take a look!'
The crowd quickly surrounded him. Sheng Tianyang lifted a strand of hair from the corpse's forehead, revealing a small tattoo of the character
'囚' (prisoner). Sheng Tianyang laughed, 'This kid, so he's a death row inmate awaiting execution!'" A night
breeze blew by, causing the treetops and shadows of the distant trees to sway. A
rustling sound came from the hidden path in the shadows. A moment later, a cloud that had obscured the moon passed by, and the moonlight returned, casting its gentle glow
upon the gardens and pavilions, illuminating everything in a flawless, tranquil light.
Wen Jing and Su Mei stood up. The breeze stirred their clothes, and Su Mei smiled slightly, saying, "So that's how it is. The officials
have also colluded with the Demonic Sect. This is going to be very interesting!" In a warm pavilion beside the waterside corridor of Ningxiang 　　 Tower's east wing, red candles flickered, and a delicate, soothing fragrance rose from the bronze incense burner
. 　　On 　　 the warm bed, Ding Peng, having removed his long robe, sat cross-legged. Wen Jing, sitting at the head of the bed, her red sleeves lightly rolled up, 　　gently wrung a silk towel from the warm water in the bronze basin beside the bed and carefully wiped the bloodstains from Ding Peng's chest. Once the wound was 　　clean, she took a small porcelain bottle and carefully applied the medicinal powder inside to the wound. 　　 Ding Peng smiled as he watched Wen Jing's attentive care, then suddenly trembled slightly and let out a soft "Ouch!" 　　Wen Jing quickly stopped and said, "Peng'er, did I hurt you?" 　　 Ding Peng smiled and said, "No! It's just that I'm so fortunate to have Miss Wen personally apply medicine to my wound; I feel 　　so comfortable and proud that I couldn't help but cry out!" Wen 　　 Jing chuckled softly, then looked up and playfully tapped Ding Peng, saying, "You naughty 　　little Peng'er, I clearly told you, why are you still so careless?" Her slender fingers traced lightly across Ding Peng's pale 　　chest down to his bare crotch, and she whispered with a laugh, "See, you didn't listen to me. If you had lowered yourself any further 　　, you would have... been in trouble! ...What would you have done then? ...Hehe..." 　　 Ding Peng laughed, gently grasping Wen Jing's delicate hand and sliding her fingers back and forth over his erect penis 　　, smiling, "Yes, yes, then Peng'er would be a eunuch. It wouldn't 　　matter to Peng'er himself, but it would be so pitiful for my beautiful little Jing'er, having to live a life of widowhood at such a young age 　　!" 　　 Wen Jing chuckled, then bit her lip and said in a mocking tone, "Nonsense!" "Who said I'd have to 　　live a life of widowhood for you ? If you really become a eunuch, I'll have Sister Su Mei make you a real 　　pimp in this Ningxiang Pavilion, serving your beautiful little Jing'er to entertain guests every day!" She lightly tapped Ding Peng's forehead with her slender finger: "How about it? Isn't that 　　exactly what you, this lowly servant, want?" Before she finished speaking, Wen Jing was already laughing so hard she was shaking. 　　 "Good! My wife's idea is indeed excellent!" 　　 Ding Peng laughed and embraced Wen Jing. Wen Jing giggled and leaned into his arms. Ding Peng's fair 　　penis stood erect. Wen Jing giggled as she gently played with his scrotum and penis. 　　Ding Peng laughed and said, "My wife's idea is good, but Peng'er still prefers to be a servant when his own penis is hard as 　　a rock. Serving my wife to entertain guests is more exciting that way!" "Ding Peng lowered his head and kissed Wen Jing's forehead, "Just 　　... just like when Peng'er served Madam and Master Ma tonight, watching Madam and Master Ma's lewd intercourse 　　, even Peng'er himself couldn't help but be stimulated so much that he almost ejaculated!" 　　 Wen Jing buried her head in Ding Peng's arms, giggling uncontrollably, and lightly patted Ding Peng's erect penis, saying 　　, "You shameless servant! You've just been cuckolded, yet this unruly penis is getting harder and harder 　　..." Her slender hand slowly stroked Ding Peng's erect, white penis, watching as clear 　　fluid gradually seeped from the urethral opening at the tip, and she giggled again, "Confess honestly, tonight your wife's 　　little hole was penetrated all over in front of you! ...Did you have any regrets? You shameless servant ..."i=61> "Is your heart... a little sour or not?" 　　 "...Sour! Of course, this servant's heart is very sour!" Ding Peng smiled and held Wen Jing's slender hand, 　　gently pressing it against his chest, saying, "Now, thinking of your lewd and obsequious behavior with Master Ma, I'm afraid your heart..."

The pain is even worse than the wound! But it's really strange, the more I can't bear to part with you, the
more I feel I love and cherish you. That torturous feeling is both painful and incredibly stimulating! Wen Jing smiled and said,
"
You cuckolded bastard, not only do you like it, but you also suggest that
your wife be raped in a brothel. Now you say that the more you can't bear to part with her, the more you love her! Fine, I'll really
have Sister Su arrange for me to entertain guests in this Ningxiang Pavilion. Then we'll see if you, this lowly servant, are just pretending to be jealous, or if you
really can't bear to part with her?" "...
Looking at her shy yet wanton appearance, Ding Peng could no longer resist. He embraced her head and
pressed his lips against hers. Wen Jing trembled slightly before parting her lips to let Ding Peng suckle her soft tongue,
while also transferring her saliva into his mouth. As they kissed passionately, Ding Peng loosened her robe and gently
caressed her snow-white breasts. After a long, passionate kiss, Wen Jing parted her lips and whispered, "...Good servant
... Hearing you say you can't bear to part with me... Jing'er feels so sweet and happy..."
Ding Peng smiled and gently stroked Jing'er's soft breasts, his fingers playing with the rosy nipples atop her firm,
white breasts. His other hand reached into her undergarments, parting her thick pubic hair, finding her little
cunt already overflowing with lustful fluid, slippery to the touch. Wen Jing let out a soft moan..." With a soft
moan, Ding Peng's fingers were already inserted into her vagina, gently teasing her. In just a moment, Jing'er's legs
trembled slightly, and soft moans of "Mmm...Mmm..." gradually escaped her lips.
After a few moments, Ding Peng slowly withdrew his fingers, placing them, still wet with the thick, milky fluid from her vagina
, to Jing'er's lips. He smiled and said, "Little Jing'er, taste this. See whose flavor it is?"
Wen Jing blushed, looking utterly ashamed. She glared at Ding Peng, but still managed to
scrape the fluid off his fingers clean with her tongue before savoring it in her mouth. "This taste...it's Jing'er
's own juices...Mmm...and a bit of Master Ma's semen...but not yours!...
"
"You little slut! ...My semen...I'll have to make up for it in your little hole!" ..."
Ding Peng unbuttoned Wen Jing's undergarments and skirt, completely exposing her naked breasts and vulva
. Ding Peng smiled and gently removed her hands that were pretending to cover her, then embraced her naked in his arms. He pressed his lips
to hers and passionately kissed her again, while using his hands to lift Wen Jing's round and perky buttocks,
aligning the two wet labia between her dark pubic hair with his erect penis, and slowly sat down
.
"...Mmm...Ah...Ah...You lowly servant...How dare you humiliate me like this..."
Wen Jing's fragrant tongue only managed to utter a few words before Ding Peng sealed her lips with his and began sucking again.
She felt Ding Peng constantly playing with and kneading one of her snow-white, firm breasts, while his
hard penis was constantly stirring and thrusting inside her. Although this intercourse wasn't intense or dramatic, it still
made her feel comfortable and at ease. After a while, Wen Jing ignored what her husband
did to her breasts and body. She simply wrapped her arms around Ding Peng's neck, closed her eyes slightly, and slowly savored the pleasure of his penis penetrating her
. She occasionally let out intermittent, soul-stirring moans.
"Mmm...Ah...!...Mmm...Mmm...Good servant...It feels so good to be penetrated by Jing'er...Mmm......
Ah!...Oh ah!" "... "
Wen Jing let out a soft, coquettish cry as Ding Peng embraced her snow-white buttocks, his fingers kneading the folds of her anus
. With a gentle thrust, his knuckles were already inside her rectum. Ding Peng chuckled as he thrust in and out:
"Tonight, your slutty little Jing'er's pussy and asshole have both been fucked by Master Ma Liu's big cock! But I wonder
if he served our Miss Wen well and satisfied her?"
"Mmm...ah...hehe, little Peng, are you jealous?" "...
Wen Jing wrapped her arms around Ding Peng's neck, her face flushed with amorous laughter, and after a while she spoke haltingly: "...Hehe
...Jing'er heard Brother Sheng say...that Master Ma is a tyrant in Longxi, with more than a dozen wives and concubines...Hmm...
Ah...Little Jing'er thought his skills in bed must be incredibly powerful...But it was useless...Jing'er only
slightly tightened her vagina, and he ejaculated twice...How disappointing for Little Jing'er!...
Hmm...Ah...But...Master Ma's penis is much thicker and bigger than yours, you lowly servant...
It makes Jing'er's...vagina so sore and swollen...Ah!..."
Wen Jing cried out softly as Ding Peng's penis thrust hard inside her vagina a few times. Ding Peng
laughed again: "You little slut! Since Peng'er's penis can't compare to Master Ma's, then...
what about Brother Sheng's?"
"Ah!" "...Hmm...you naughty Peng'er!" Jing'er's delicate body trembled slightly. "How could Jing'er know
..."
"You cunning little Jing'er! You still won't admit it?" Ding Peng smiled and pinched Wen Jing's blushing
face, kissing her lips. He smiled and said, "Brother Sheng told me a long time ago! In his early years, he
suffered a qi deviation during his cultivation, resulting in a backlash of his true qi. If he couldn't have intercourse with a woman of similar skill to help him dissipate his true qi, he would endanger his
life sooner or later. That's why he defiled countless female warriors in his early years, earning him the title of 'Asura Lustful Demon.' Last time he
suffered a backlash of true qi, you were willing to submit to him to help him dissipate his true qi in order to save his life, wasn't that right? Why are you
still hiding this from Peng'er, little Jing'er?" "
...You wretched servant...Jing'er was afraid you'd be angry if you knew..." Jing'er blushed and bit her
lip, saying, "...Jing'er only found out after seeing Brother Sheng endure the pain of his internal energy backlash last time...
He said...he'd rather lose his life than break his vow to repent...Jing'er couldn't bear it ."i=63> ……So…” 　　 Ding Peng felt both heartbroken and irresistibly aroused. His penis couldn't help but 　　thrust forcefully into Jing'er's wet, hot vagina a few times, and he laughed as he continued, “So she submitted to Brother Sheng, letting his ‘Shura Demon’s’ penis…”

" You raped me so badly?"
"...Ah...I was just trying to help Brother Sheng...!" Jing'er's cheeks flushed, and her breath
carried a lewd fragrance: "...Hehe...But...Jing'er also secretly thought about Brother Sheng...
Since his nickname 'Lecher' is famous throughout the martial arts world...then...his skills in bed must be incredibly powerful..."
"Then...Brother Sheng's penis...that time, did you rape my little Jing'er so thoroughly that she was almost dying
?..." Ding Peng felt his penis throbbing painfully, and every thrust inside Jing'er's vagina made his glans
tingle and numb. When he spoke of the passionate stimulation, his voice even trembled slightly.
"Hmph...How did Brother Sheng tell you, you lowly slave, afterwards?" "...
Ding Peng chuckled: "Brother Sheng said...you are an unparalleled beauty...it's just a pity you married a bastard like me..."
"...Hehe...no wonder Brother Sheng always calls you a lowly servant..." Wen Jing gave Ding Peng a
sweet kiss on the lips before laughing lightly: "...His penis is so much more powerful than yours, you bastard! ...
That time, Little Jing was brutally raped by him until she was almost dead...even now, thinking about it makes my pussy wet
!"
"...After that time we made love...Jing was always worried that you would find out...but Brother Sheng said...even if
you knew, you would definitely be happy...you would love me even more...I didn't believe it...but it turns out...you, you servant,
already knew..."
"You lewd little Jing!"
Ding Peng smiled as he looked at the naked beauty in his arms, her face flushed with shyness
. She lowered her head and embraced him, her snow-white breasts swaying before
his eyes as his penis thrust in and out of her wetness. "
Jing'er… tonight… Peng'er is a little worried about Brother Sheng…"
Wen Jing raised her head slightly, glancing at Ding Peng. "Peng'er means…"
Ding Peng suppressed the tingling pleasure of ejaculation in his penis and said, "…Brother Sheng… he went to
Longxi alone for a month, but I don't know how his internal energy is now? Peng'er is very worried…"
Wen Jing's eyes were full of spring as she whispered to Ding Peng, "Then… let Jing'er go to Brother Sheng's room tonight to serve him
… is that alright?" "...But...you insist on enjoying Jing'er's little hole first...Jing'er is worried that your little hole will
be defiled by you, you slave...and Brother Sheng won't like it later..."
"Then...what should we do?"
"Jing'er won't let you ejaculate...hehe...put Jing'er down...Jing'er feels that you, you lowly slave,
are about to ejaculate just from mentioning Brother Sheng!" "
Okay!" "Peng'er obeys Miss Jingjing's orders..." Ding Peng had no choice but to endure the throbbing and numbness in his glans, almost losing
control of his ejaculation, and reluctantly released Wen Jing from his body. Wen Jing smiled shyly, gently
lifting her hips to release Ding Peng's hard, erect penis from her wet vagina.
Wen Jing turned and leaned in to kiss Ding Peng's cheek, her hand stroking his hard, wet
penis as she softly laughed, "You wretched servant, I've really wronged you! Jing'er needs to dress up first.
Please go and tell Brother Sheng that Jing'er is going to see him tonight!"
She giggled, "Little Peng'er, you're going to be cuckolded again. I want to see if you, as my husband,
feel any sourness? Are you really reluctant to part with me?"
(To be continued)

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