Zhu Yan 1

Yao Yao said with a bitter face, "It's good enough that she doesn't do it to me... She's already ripped my asshole raw so
many times ..."
A girl doing the asshole of a eunuch, such a slut, she really is Murong Long's daughter. Jing Yan's fingertips
tightened, and she said coldly, "Useless thing, what do you still want it for?"
Yao Yao gasped in pain, and said with a mournful face, "Big sister, please have mercy... I still need to keep it to
practice my skills ."
"Uh, it's useful too?" Jing Yan's heart stirred. Her "Fang Xin Xing Jian" also started from this point.
She wondered how Yao Yao cultivated it, or if it was of any benefit. So she smiled and said, "Little sister, show me how you do it
."
Jing Yan slapped her Qimen acupoint, releasing the acupoints on Yao Yao's chest and abdomen, and at the same time restrained her left and right Jianjing acupoints, preventing
her from channeling her internal energy into her hands.
Seeing that she was heavily guarded and had no chance to take advantage of her, Yao Yao had no choice but to obediently demonstrate. She knelt down, grabbed Chunyu Tang's plump
, snowy buttocks, and pulled them apart, withdrawing her penis. Then, she completely peeled back the woman's swollen, red vulva, revealing her bright red
vulva and moist opening.
The unconscious woman was awakened by a tearing, throbbing pain. She struggled to lift her head, her delicate brows furrowing more and more.
Inside her raised, round buttocks, a snow-white arm was penetrating deeper and deeper into her vagina. Had she not had
experience with childbirth, she would have been injured long ago. But when several slender fingers hooked onto her clitoris, fully dilating her cervix
, Chunyu Tang finally cried out in agony. She vaguely understood Yao Yao's intention, but still couldn't believe such a
cruel thing would happen to her.
The woman's jade-like face turned deathly pale, and incoherent wails escaped her throat. That hand inserted into the cervix,
groping for the fetus's position through the supple, slippery uterine wall. Suddenly, a violent jolt ran through her body; that small hand had already pierced through the cervix and
reached into the uterine cavity.
Yao Yao's entire forearm was inserted into Chunyu Tang's body, the slippery flesh spasming and squeezing incessantly between her fingers and
wrist . The swollen, red petals clung tightly to her arm, almost completely torn,
slowly rolling into her vaginal opening.
Chunyu Tang was on all fours, her large, white buttocks sticking out in the air, as if being squeezed and swollen, the
smooth more glossy, plump, and alluring. Amniotic fluid, filling her uterus, gushed out, only to be blocked by the arm
inside. That small hand opened within the uterus, easily grasping the mass of flesh.
Chunyu Tang's beautiful eyes widened, incontinent milk trickling from her nipples. Her heavy belly rolled around, the shape of fingertips faintly visible on her
smooth skin. Chunyu Tang's birth canal was wide open, the most sacred and private part of a woman's body, hidden
deep within, the uterus used to nurture the fetus, was being wantonly groped and plucked by a hand. An unspeakable
fear washed over her like a tidal wave, making her completely forget the humiliation she had just suffered. After more than a decade of separation
, the joy and satisfaction of motherhood filled her dreams with a sweet smile. The couple were extremely protective of the unborn
child , afraid to even take a single step lest they disturb the infant. However, at this moment…
Jingyan remained outwardly calm, inwardly puzzled. Such acts of toying with women were nothing new to her; she had
once dissected the secret place of the Crimson Fox Spirit, meticulously examining everything from her genitals to her uterus. But
what did Yaoyao's probing inside this pregnant woman have to do with practicing martial arts? A tightening sensation gripped her abdomen
, and the arm that had almost reached her elbow slowly withdrew. Chunyu Tang let out a
heart-wrenching cry; if her mute acupoint hadn't been struck, she would have already screamed uncontrollably. Thin strands of blood
peeled from the uterine wall, the fetus that had grown inside her for eight months was forcibly pulled out just before birth…
Yao Yao glanced at Jing Yan ingratiatingly, then quietly pulled her arm out. Pieces of tender flesh rolled
out and , while simultaneously, a large amount of murky amniotic fluid gushed from her trembling, snowy buttocks, spraying everywhere
.
“Oh dear, it’s just a little girl…” Yao Yao held up the mass of flesh in her hand, examining the two tiny limbs
.
Chunyu Tang’s hair was soaked with cold sweat, strands clinging to her face. She stared blankly at her
loose plump buttocks seemed to have suddenly split open, revealing a wide
entrance in the center, from the vagina to the cervix, the surrounding tender, blood-red flesh still twitching.
"How do you practice making soup?" Jingyan had heard of placenta, but her adoptive mother had never told her its uses, only
saying that it was against the will of Heaven and that its effects were mostly unfounded, adding only sin to its acquisition.
Yaoyao smiled mysteriously, lifted the still-moving fetus, placed it between her legs, and then thrust her hips forward
, her penis plunging straight into the undeveloped flesh of the fetus.
Under Jingyan's astonished gaze, Yaoyao grabbed Chunyu Tang's hair and giggled, "Your daughter's little pussy is so
tender, it seems she's still a virgin..."
Chunyu Tang stared blankly at her daughter, watching the penis penetrate deeper and deeper, almost piercing through the tiny
body . The fetus's thin legs twitched, its little mouth opening and closing, spitting out amniotic fluid. The almost invisible flesh
was stretched round, the undeveloped female organs were completely destroyed... Blood dripped from the corner of her lips, her beautiful eyes became dazed
for a moment , and a whimper that was neither a laugh nor a smile escaped her throat.
"That's crazy. How boring." Yao Yao threw down Jin Haitang and began circulating her inner energy. Before long
, the fetus's flesh and blood were completely absorbed, leaving only a delicate vulva softly wrapped around the penis. Having absorbed
the fetus 's essence, Yao Yao's charming face became even more alluring.
"Impressive skill." Before Yao Yao could finish circulating her energy, Jing Yan sealed her acupoints and began to caress her body
. Yao Yao's breasts were only slightly raised, and her nipples were small. It seemed that Murong Long hadn't put in the effort to
transform into a woman.
Yao Yao felt a chill run down her spine from Jing Yan's touch and whispered, "Good sister, please let me go. I will repay
you in the future."
"Now is fine." Jing Yan pressed against Yao Yao's body, squeezing her back with her full breasts, and
said softly, "Sister wants to go into Star Moon Lake, okay?"
"Ah!" Yao Yao never expected her to make such an absurd request. No woman has ever voluntarily
requested to join the cult. Even when forced to join, they would attempt suicide by any means necessary, requiring the cult to exert considerable effort to subdue
them. What's wrong with a woman wanting to join Star Moon Lake… Is she crazy or does she find being fucked
fun?
"Great! Great! A woman like you is exactly what the cult desires!" Yao Yao nodded
excitedly , secretly thinking: You slut, I'll make you regret being a woman!
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Peach blossoms lined the road, their vibrant beauty dazzling in the spring breeze, an endless expanse of splendor. Long Shuo, however, paid no heed to this
beauty . He pressed the jade pendant he kept close to his body, the scene from Yizhou half a month ago resurfacing in his mind.
Taking advantage of Chunyu Tang's tragic massacre of his family, he had subdued Yao Yao of Xingyue Lake, learning that Xingyue Lake was now under the control of
Murong Long's daughter, and most of the former masters were no longer in the palace. The remaining fifteen-year-old girl presented him with
the perfect opportunity for revenge.
Yao Yao readily agreed to lead him into Xingyue Lake, giving him her jade pendant as a token, instructing him
to find Abbess Miaohua at Yinru Nunnery in Jiankang. "Once you see the jade pendant, Abbess Miaohua will understand. Tell her what you need. Hmm
, if she asks you to do something you don't want to do, say it's my order. Remember: never reveal that I was captured
. Otherwise… Yao Yao holds a very high position in the Divine Sect."
Long Shuo clenched his fist, then slowly opened it again. He was taking an extremely risky step. Yao Yao's martial arts were superior to his; the slightest
mistake would mean his utter destruction. But for the sake of his parents' deep-seated hatred, he had no choice but to take this risk.
As he pondered, a fork in the road appeared before him. Long Shuo involuntarily reined in his horse and looked up the rugged road towards
the mountain .
That was Jiuhua Mountain, where his master and mistress lived. For years, he had lived with two identities
: Long Shuo and Long Jingyan. These were two completely different lives: one as a promising
disciple of Jiuhua, the other as a alluring woman of the martial world. One was the bright sunshine and beautiful scenery of the cold pools, the other the dark nights and
filthy alleyways and the lowly, shameless transactions of flesh.
Every two months, he would spend a month working as a street prostitute. When he returned to Jiuhua, exhausted and
filthy , he was always met with his mistress's loving smile and his master's stern yet gentle face.
He recalled a midnight when he woke up crying from a nightmare, and his master's wife, wearing only a thin robe,
rushed to him, embracing him and tenderly caring for him until dawn. At this moment, he could almost still smell the
warm and fragrant scent emanating from her…
********************
The music flowed intermittently from the hall. Although Long Shuo was not musically inclined, he could hear the deep
sorrow .
“Master’s wife…”
The music stopped abruptly, and a soft call came from inside the room, “Shuo’er!”
Long Shuo waited a moment, then called again, “Master’s wife.”
The door was suddenly flung open, and almost simultaneously, a soft, fragrant body tightly embraced him. “Shuo’er, it really
is you, it really is you, Master’s wife thought she had misheard…”
Thirty-six-year-old Ling Yaqin was like a magnificent peony, beautiful and fragrant. Her exquisitely shaped body was soft
and supple, yet full of elasticity, her fragrant skin radiating a delicate fragrance. She hugged her beloved son tightly,
sobbing uncontrollably, "Shuo'er, where have you gone? Your master's wife has been looking for you for so long..."
Ling Yaqin raised her tear-streaked face and said in a sobbing voice, "You've been gone for three months without a word. Your master's wife and
Fairy Fan searched for you separately, but the world is so vast..." As she spoke, crystal tears rolled down her cheeks, "Your master's wife
was so worried..."
Seeing her master's wife's genuine emotions, Long Shuo couldn't help but feel a little moist in his eyes. He forced a smile and said, "Master's wife,
your disciple is all grown up now, I can take care of myself."
After her emotions calmed down a bit, Ling Yaqin wiped away her tears shyly, pulled Long Shuo to sit down on the steps, and checked if
he had lost weight while tidying his disheveled hair.
Hearing no sound from inside the hall, Long Shuo asked, "Where is Master? Is he in seclusion?"
"He's in no mood for seclusion," Ling Yaqin said, affectionately wiping the dust from his face. "Your
master went down the mountain yesterday to apologize to Elder Hua. He hopes Elder Hua will forgive
you this time out of respect for him."
Long Shuo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up. "I'll go down the mountain right now to find Master!"
Ling Yaqin stopped him. "Your master has already arrived. You've just returned; rest for a few days
first."
His master was always stern and didn't spoil him like his mistress, but now, for his unworthy disciple, he, as
the head of the world's number one sect, had personally gone down the mountain to apologize...
Long Shuo felt both grateful and regretful. If only he hadn't been so impulsive back then. Recalling the
scene, he could have easily fooled that fool and then secretly taken his life. He simply couldn't tolerate any stain on the identity
of ...
Amidst his surging emotions, he heard Ling Yaqin say again, "By the way, three days ago, a girl came looking for you. She said her surname was Liu and she came from Jiangzhou. Your master's wife was afraid you wouldn't want to return to the mountain, so she had to send her to Wanling first..." Long Shuo's eyes
slowly widened , and he exclaimed, "Jingying, my sister!" ********** ... With the war between Yan and Song imminent and news from the north and south cut off, the news of the Chunyu family's extermination has not yet reached Wanling. She is also completely unaware of Chunyu Tang's situation, remaining the carefree and calm Mei Qiongyao, oblivious to the fact that the once powerful Chunyu family now consists only of her. ********************* A series of giggles reached his ears through the flower wall, causing Long Shuo's heart to skip a beat, and he almost turned away. But when he recognized Shen Feifei's laughter, he stopped, and memories from over a decade ago flooded his mind. When they first met, Jingying was only two years old. Her favorite thing to do was press her drool-covered little mouth against his face. Three, four, five, six, seven years old—he watched her grow little by little, from a babbling toddler into a lovely little girl. In those years, they were together almost every day. He remembered her tugging at his clothes, calling "Brother Long" in a soft, sticky voice; he remembered carrying her on his back, her wiping his sweat with a small handkerchief; he remembered the time they caught the "dragonfly bird," and she said she wanted to marry him… Under the flowering tree, a girl was swinging on a swing, her light red shirt and rosy face making her look exactly like that innocent little girl from back then. In that instant, Long Shuo was filled with doubt. Could it be that these ten years had just been an illusion, a grand dream? Shen Feifei swung higher and higher, her tender laughter filling the courtyard. Beside the swing stood a slender figure.

Her pale green shirt shone brightly like a newly sprouted leaf in the sunlight. A translucent ear peeked out from beneath her hair,
almost transparent.
As if hearing a voice behind her, the girl slowly turned around. Her beautiful face had lost all
its childishness ; her delicate features were as vibrant and radiant as spring flowers, and a trace of her childhood could still be discerned in her brows. She
stared blankly at the handsome young man, the unfamiliarity in her eyes gradually fading, then being overwhelmed by tears.
"Brother Long..." the girl stumbled over, throwing herself into Long Shuo's arms,
wailing like a little girl, "My father is dead..."
18
"...I'm in Ningdu. Aunt Xu sent someone to inform me," Liu Jingying sobbed, "My father,
my father died so tragically..."
At this moment, the two had left the Shen residence and were strolling in the mountains outside the city. Through the dense foliage, the faint sound of the Liuyin Stream could
be heard . The forest was lush with green grass, dotted with countless unnamed wildflowers.
“The dead cannot be brought back to life. Sister Jingying, don’t be sad.”
Liu Jingying sobbed for a moment, then whispered, “Brother Long, you are so cruel…”
Long Shuo’s heart skipped a beat. Did she know
… “…Why haven’t you come back to see us all these years? Don’t you miss me at all…? My…Father?”
Of course he misses me. I dream about him every night. But Long Shuo realized she was referring to him. He had been
navigating the complexities of relationships for many years, and he was well aware of Jingying’s resentful feelings. But what
could to repay her?
“Practicing swordsmanship. I didn’t have time…”
“You left without a word, and I cried for a whole month. I wanted to go to Jiuhua to find you, but Father said you were too busy practicing
martial arts and wouldn’t let me bother Brother Long…” Liu Jingying said aggrievedly,
wiping her tears on Long Shuo’s sleeve as she did when they were children.
"...I'm sorry."
"Father said you'd be back at the end of the year, and I waited and waited, for ten years..." Liu Jingying's tears flowed
even more . "Brother Long, do you hate me now?"
Her jade-like cheeks, delicate as flower petals, pressed against his arm, and the faint fragrance of a maiden wafted from her gently brushing hair. Long Shuo's hands
trembled, and he whispered, "No. You'll always be my good sister..." No matter how Liu Mingqi treated him,
Jingying was always innocent.
Liu Jingying, however, misunderstood his words about sister, thinking he had made a vow of lifelong commitment. Her heart
pounded, and she buried her face in Long Shuo's shoulder, weeping with joy. With her father dead, she had no relatives left in the world. After arranging
the funeral, she immediately rushed to Jiuhua Mountain to find the man who had lingered in her heart for so many years. She was afraid he would marry, afraid
he would forget her, afraid he would become a cold stranger... Now she was afraid of nothing. Her heart, which had been restless
since , had finally found a haven. She wept uncontrollably, pouring out her grievances, heartache, and longing of the past
ten years onto Long Shuo's warm shoulder.
Long Shuo stood stiffly upright, his eyes gazing into the depths of the dense forest, his arms outstretched at his sides, not daring
to embrace, or even touch, this pure virgin.
Liu Jingying nestled on Long Shuo's shoulder, whispering, "Long Shuo, I'm so
happy to see you today..."
The girl's tender affection stirred Long Shuo's heartstrings. No matter how his mind and body had been altered,
deep down still yearned for normal human emotions. He imagined marrying and having children like a normal person,
lingering with his beloved woman under the flowers and moon. However, he had forever lost that right; every time he exposed himself, he
only received surprise, fear, contempt, and insults.
"Long Shuo, you're still the same as before, handsome and gentle, and you smell so good, just like I smelled when I was little
..."
As if bitten by a venomous snake, Long Shuo abruptly pushed the girl away from his arms, his strength so great that he almost twisted
Jingying's arm. Jingying was stunned by his sudden reaction. After a long while, she asked, "Brother Long, what's
wrong? Don't you... like me?"
Long Shuo remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Sister Jingying, I understand what you're saying. But... I'm not good enough for
you."
"How could that be?" Liu Jingying stamped her foot and said, "I've been waiting for you all these years. Do you remember
that year I said... I wanted to marry you..." The girl's jade cheeks flushed, and her voice lowered.
Of course, Long Shuo remembered. That year, she was five years old, her fragrant little body wrapped around his lap, loudly announcing:
I want to marry Brother Long, to be Brother Long's bride, and to sleep with Brother Long every day... And then he became
her father's plaything...
"That doesn't count. Jingying, you are so beautiful," Long Shuo said sincerely, "while I am just an orphan living
under someone else's roof , without father or mother, only able to be bullied. How can my filthy body be worthy of you?"
"No, no..." Jingying burst into tears, grabbing Long Shuo's sleeve and shaking her head desperately. She couldn't understand
why her brother Long was so insecure, thinking he wasn't good enough for her. Was there really a more handsome and
outstanding man in the world?
The more she spoke, the deeper the hurt she caused her younger sister, Jingying. Long Shuo gritted his teeth, turned, and walked out of the woods, saying
, "Let's go back to Ningdu. There are still many young heroes in the world. You'll be happy with them."
"Brother Long!" Liu Jingying cried out urgently, "Don't you believe I'm sincere? I...I...
" The girl didn't know how to express herself to make her brother Long believe her.
A moment later, a rustling sound of clothes being removed came from behind. A light green outer robe, a silk skirt, a pale yellow
undergarment, and underpants fluttered onto the lush green grass. Then a soft, fragrant body pressed against her back. Liu Jingying
said in a trembling voice, "Brother Long, do you believe me now?"
Long Shuo slowly turned his head and saw that Liu Jingying was only wearing a moon-white bodice. Her skin was as white as snow,
and she exuded a delicate fragrance. Her beautiful face was covered with tears... Long Shuo bit his tongue hard to calm his frantic thoughts.
"No..."
Liu Jingying trembled as she took off her bodice, sobbing, "Brother Long, I've given you everything, don't you
believe me ..."
On the lush green grass, the girl's naked body was dazzlingly white. Her round, jade-like breasts were small
and crystal clear , with pink nipples. Her waist was slender and soft, and her legs were long and jade-like. At the end of her lower abdomen between her legs, there was a tuft of
dark, shiny hair.
Seeing Brother Long's eyes staring straight at her lower abdomen, Liu Jingying couldn't help but feel shy. But she was
about to offer her chastity to her beloved lover, so what was there to be shy about? The girl turned her face away and slowly parted her jade legs.
She revealed her most intimate parts, whispering in a voice barely above a whisper, "Brother Long, everything I have is yours..."
It was an exquisitely beautiful vulva. Apart from a tuft of fine hair on her mons pubis, the smooth, jade-like vulva was completely hairless,
as translucent as jade meticulously polished from silk. Her outer labia were smooth and moist, pressed tightly together.
As her legs parted, a slit opened her outer labia, faintly revealing a delicate red hue.
Long Shuo stared intently at Jing Ying's lower body, then suddenly pulled her waist, placed the girl on the ground, and
bent her legs apart. Jing Ying covered her blushing face, obediently opening her pink legs, allowing her lover to admire her most
mysterious parts.
Long Shuo pressed his fingertips along every inch of her vulva, his heart trembling. After measuring the final curve
, he reached out his right hand, pressed his fingertips against the sides of her outer labia, and gently parted them. A vibrant red glow shone through her glistening jade-like vulva
, like a delicate red lotus petal embedded within. Inside, two tender, alabaster labia trembled
and curled slightly, emitting a captivating fragrance. At the base, a small, fiery red opening
revealed her purity undiminished.
"Are you really willing to give yourself to me?" Long Shuo whispered in Jingying's ear.
Liu Jingying nodded shyly, "As long as brother likes it..."
"Alright. Turn over, lie face down like this, stick your buttocks up..."
The girl obediently lowered her body, raising her snow-white buttocks. Blushing, she pulled over the moon-white
bodice and placed it beneath her, preparing to receive her virginity. To offer her sixteen-year-old virginity to Brother
Long filled Jingying with a mixture of nervousness, shyness, and above all, joy. She closed her eyes,
waiting expectantly for that moment.
Suddenly
, a wild beast's scent wafted to her nose. Liu Jingying was startled and was about to open her eyes when two cold
hands gripped her waist. Jingying's mind was immediately drawn to her lover behind her. The thought that in a moment,
she would be transformed from a girl into a young woman under her brother's caresses filled her with a mixture of shyness and joy.
Those cold hands moved down her waist to her buttocks. With a quick spread of their thumbs, her firm buttocks parted
, and cool air rushed into her cleft. Jingying's body trembled. She bent her elbows and pressed herself to the ground, covering her face with her hands,
her snow-white body tense with clenched muscles. Suddenly, a warm object probed into her cleft, not choosing her
virginity, but instead pressing against her anus, forcing its way in.
Jingying cried out softly, quickly pulling away, "Brother Long... not there..."
Long Shuo pressed down on her waist, immobilizing her high, snowy buttocks, and said calmly, "That's right. I'm going to
fuck your asshole." With that, he thrust forward, and his blood-red deer-whip pierced the girl's tight, tender
anus like a spear.
The tender chrysanthemum hole suddenly tore open, and the hard penis thrust straight into her intestines, pumping wildly in and out of her small anus
. Liu Jingying was in so much pain that her face turned pale. She was shocked and in pain, and with difficulty, she turned her head. When she saw Brother Long's
appearance, she was stunned.
Long Shuo's clothes were lying on the ground, but he was still wearing a peach-colored tube top, which was a hundred times more alluring in both color and style than
what she was wearing. A faint smile appeared on Long Shuo's lips as he reached behind his back, and then two high,
full breasts suddenly popped out, trembling slightly beneath the tube top. A look of utter horror crossed the girl's beautiful eyes,
as if she had seen a terrifying monster...
"Is it strange? This is all the work of your father. Why did I spend all those years with you?
Because when you weren't around, your father would call me into his room and fuck my ass like this..."
Long Shuo gripped her waist and thrust hard, his six-inch penis fully penetrating the girl's anus. "Back then, I
was most afraid of you tearing my clothes, because I was wearing women's underwear next to my skin—your father liked to
play with me like a woman. Your brother Long would lick his cock, and when he fucked my ass, I would wiggle my hips to please him,
and I would moan like a woman to make him happy..."
Long Shuo held Liu Jingying's stiff, snowy buttocks, as if holding a lump of white, beautiful flesh, and vigorously stroked his penis
. Fresh blood gushed from the ruptured anal bud, dripping down the cleft of her buttocks onto her moon-white bodice,
splashing out like blooming plum blossoms. Jingying's expression deeply wounded Long Shuo. Even his closest
sister, Jingying, treated him like a monster. Her claim of loving him was nothing more than loving his appearance, loving a
handsome man with a penis so she could be driven mad by him!
"You slutty whore! Weren't you sticking your ass out for your brother Long to fuck? Why are you so dumb now? Your father
fucked me for three whole years, three years! Do you know what that feels like?" Long Shuo slammed heavily into the girl's pink buttocks,
his strange, beastly root churning everywhere, venting the pain and humiliation Liu Mingqi had inflicted on him in his daughter's rear
.
Through the silk bodice, the smoothness and warmth of her two round breasts were clearly visible. This should have been a pleasurable
friction, but now it was terrifying because it was on Long Gege's body... Liu Jingying stared blankly
at that distorted handsome face, then suddenly burst into tears and struggled: "You lied to me, you lied to me... This isn't
true... You're a monster, you're not Long Gege... Let me go, let me go..."
Long Shuo grabbed her hair, wrapped it around his wrist, and pulled her back, his lower abdomen slamming hard against her smooth buttocks
. "I've wanted to let you go for a long time, but you shameless little bitch actually took off your clothes and let me fuck you...
"
Liu Jingying sobbed, shaking her jade cheeks desperately. She couldn't believe this was her beloved Long Gege; it
must be a monster pretending to be Long Gege. "Let me go... Don't insert it anymore, it hurts so much..."
"Does it hurt a lot? I was only nine years old when your father fucked me for the first time." That tender red chrysanthemum was
deformed by the beast's root, and blood flowed like a fountain across her jade buttocks, staining the girl's jade vulva and the inside of her legs a deep red.
“Actually, I’ve already forgiven you. Really,” Long Shuo said softly. “After all, it was your father’s sins,
and I personally cut off his wicked penis.”
“You killed my father…”
“That’s right. I told myself that’s enough. But you shouldn’t have done that, you shouldn’t have so shamelessly
spread your cunt for me to see!”
“I didn’t…” the girl cried out in shame and pain.
“I already saw it. You know, I’ve searched for so long and haven’t found a suitable vulva… Your
vulva, in every size, width, and position, is exactly what I need, and it’s so beautiful…”
Long Shuo licked the girl’s earlobe, “It’s a gift from heaven.”
Hearing the madness in the voice, Liu Jingying's delicate body trembled violently.
"I asked you, and you promised to offer it to my brother..."
Liu Jingying finally understood what this monster wanted.

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