Murder is a very simple thing.

The deserted city of Wutan was desolate and bleak, with scattered objects strewn across the streets. The faint morning light, unable to penetrate the thick, leaden clouds, cast illusory shadows on Tang Yuanqing's face, causing him to squint slightly and wave his hand.

Killing, perhaps, was just a matter of a blink and a wave of the hand.

Watching his fellow disciples file into the Lin residence at the end of the street, watching the plaque bearing only the two characters "Lin Residence" fall to the ground, Tang Yuanqing took a deep breath. The magical triangular pyramid in his palm flew over with a soft thud.

He was very curious, curious how this sixteen-year-old brat named Lin Xi had managed to escape death time and time again. Four disciples of the Bagua Sect, lying in wait, ended up dying themselves. Sect Leader Zhang Benwo was furious and dispatched all the disciples of the Bagua Sect. If it weren't for the fear of alerting Prince Kang and him noticing something amiss, even the elders would probably have come personally.

Was he a stupid fool? Otherwise, why would he have remained motionless in the Lin Manor? But if so, how did he manage to kill his four fellow disciples?

Tang Yuanqing was genuinely curious.

Curiosity can kill a cat, but it shouldn't kill a pack of tigers, right?

Thinking this, he kicked open the Lin Manor gate and saw a young man waiting quietly under a withered peach tree.

This young man was only fifteen years old, still somewhat immature, dressed in a floor-length black robe, with no sword at his waist. Seeing them arrive, he calmly broke off an old peach branch and spoke softly, his lips conveying: "Come and kill." "Kill."

Tang Yuanqing said, charging forward first, followed by his fellow disciples. Various magical weapons rained down on the young man, sword blades piercing his body. Ferocity, savagery, cruelty—all sorts of expressions appeared on their faces.

The boy wasn't quite dead yet. His mangled body twitched, and he raised his head, opening his mouth again, but making no sound. This time, his lips formed the words: "

You can divine, but can you divine fate?"

Fate?

Cultivators defy fate, what fate can they divine?!

Tang Yuanqing clenched his fingers, forming a hand seal, and the three-edged cone pierced his heart. But the boy remained expressionless, then slowly released a plume of dark smoke.

Kill.

A voice rang out, unfamiliar and cold, a voice Tang Yuanqing didn't recognize.

Immediately afterward, six Bagua mirrors appeared from the left, right, top, and bottom—or rather, fell from the withered peach tree, their light illuminating and closing in, forming a barrier.

The boy, who couldn't bleed, suddenly coldly raised the corners of his mouth. He punched the peach tree with his left hand, snapping it at the root, scattering a large amount of yellowish-brown powder from its heartwood.

"Spirit Dissolving Powder? So much Spirit Dissolving Powder!"

"We've fallen into a trap! This...this isn't the real body, it's an avatar!" "We can't escape! It's the Six Harmonies Sealing Mirror that the sect leader gave to Senior Brother Liu! Break it!" Tang Yuanqing's head was buzzing with a deafening noise. He seemed to have a premonition of something, and he turned around abruptly. As the avatar blurred and disappeared, Lin Wuzhou slowly walked in from outside the courtyard gate.

"You? You can actually create an avatar!" Tang Yuanqing looked at the emotionless young man, his heart filled with complex emotions. He said,

"You think you've won by trapping us and sealing our spiritual energy with Spirit Dissolving Powder?" Lin Wuzhou shook his head and said, "This mirror can only trap you for a few minutes at most. Even without spiritual energy, you still have true essence. I can't run far with my family. I can't win."

Tang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, but before he could persuade the young man to hand over the golden bracelet, he was startled by Lin Wuzhou's suddenly cold and sharp gaze.

"Why should I win? If I can kill, why must I win?" Lin Wuzhou clapped his hands, and suddenly two more women appeared on the eaves of the Lin residence.

Tang Yuanqing and his fellow disciples immediately looked up, only to see one round barrel after another falling from the roof tiles, spilling a thick layer of fuel on the ground.

"You...you...you!" Tang Yuanqing's face turned pale, and he gripped the triangular cone, which was originally driven by spiritual energy, and frantically smashed it against the barrier of the Six Harmonies Mirror.

With only true energy, they couldn't withstand the fire, let alone a raging sea of fire that could burn an entire mansion. "The mirror will break in six minutes. I'm curious how many will survive." Lin Wuzhou smiled, and after confirming that Shu Qianqian and Qi Hongxiu had left safely, he turned his gaze back to Tang Yuanqing's face and asked softly, "I ask you, does your Bagua Sect know how to divine fate?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and Yu Qiushui and Li Wangyu appeared as well, lighting a fire at the same time.

Killing was indeed just a matter of narrowing his eyes and waving his hand.

Curiosity won't kill a pack of tigers, but arrogance and pride can.

The fire quickly spread, burning down his mother's bedroom, his sister-in-law's pavilion, the peach trees in the courtyard, and the duckweed floating in the pond—all the memories of the past decade were reduced to ashes.

Wails and screams echoed in every corner of the mansion, the black smoke faintly distorting into venomous faces. Lin Wuzhou gripped the peach branch in his hand, broke free from his sister-in-law and mother's arms, and stepped forward, standing at the doorway. He watched as a person stumbled out, engulfed in flames.

"Hmm, you survived this long by hiding among the corpses of your fellow disciples, didn't you? I admire you, you beast.

I won't kill you." Lin Wuzhou looked at Tang Yuanqing, stepped aside, revealing a large water vat.

Tang Yuanqing roared, ran, and plunged into it, then… with a bang, the entire vat burst into flames.

"Oil… this is oil…!" *

Splash*

Lin Wuzhou placed a piece of bluestone on top of the fire. He became very cold, so cold that he could give a glimmer of hope only to instill despair. Then, revealing two dimples, he looked at the hands that were desperately trying to push the bluestone away and said as Tang Yuanqing had his last breath:

"I'm sorry, I lied to you. I won't let you live. Not a single one of you from the Bagua Sect will survive."...

...

This fire burned for three days and three nights, and Lin Wuzhou watched it for three days and three nights as well.

He stayed in an inn across the river, watching the fire from the other side, without drinking a drop of water. The blue jade pendant in his hand constantly emitted powerful true essence and spiritual energy. Feeling the power gradually increase and grow stronger, the corners of his cold lips curled up, and he laughed out loud.

To kill, one must use all one's strength from the beginning. To cut the weeds, one must nip them in the bud from the start.

"You brat." Behind the door, Shu Qianqian quietly walked to his side, biting her lip, hesitant to speak.

"Don't you think what I'm doing is a bit much?"

"No... I wouldn't mind if you tore them to pieces." Shu Qianqian hugged him and said, "I'm just afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid that you'll go too far down this path and never come back."

Shu Qianqian looked up at Lin Wuzhou, stood on tiptoe, and placed her hands on his cheeks, saying each word clearly, "I like you, I like you a lot. So no matter what you do, I'll be there for you, but... I might like Lin Xi a little more, even more than I like Lin Wuzhou." "Is there a difference? It's all me."

"Yes. At least Lin Xi wouldn't be keeping a straight face at a time like this, he'd pat my head and shamelessly trick me into sleeping with him, instead of staring at that room for three days and three nights like an idiot." "Then... would you rather be Lin Xi or Lin Wuzhou?"

Shu Qianqian smiled and said, "I hope you'll always be my little rascal, and I hope you'll always be happy." Lin Wuzhou suddenly sniffed, hugged Shu Qianqian tightly, and said, "Qianqian, I want to sleep." "Sure, how do you want to sleep?" Shu Qianqian said, placing her hands on his back, pursing her lower lip, her eyes sparkling, and two blushes appearing on her face.

"Can I sleep however I want?"

"Yes. It's your birthday today, anything is fine." She said, pointing outside the inn, her voice very soft:

"My mother and sister-in-law told me. Um...why don't you go to their place first and then come over?" "...I'm afraid you'll run away."

"No, no, where would you run to? Even if you want to open my back passage today, I'll do whatever you want, really..."

Lin Wuzhou's face immediately lit up with joy, but he still grabbed Shu Qianqian's hand and said, "Come on, let's go tell my mother, let's get married."

"Eh? I...I'm not ready."

"Prepared for what? I'll go outside and bring over some red silk later, and I'll open your chrysanthemum bud tonight."

"Be serious!" Shu Qianqian bit Lin Wuzhou's neck hard, her eyebrows forming a pair of happy crescent moons as she laughed.

... On the first night of late autumn and winter solstice, the first white snowflake drifted down over Wutan City. The flames in the Lin family courtyard slowly died down, and several large red silk cloths appeared in front of the inn by the riverbank.

The quiet little town was deserted, with only a few flickering candles lit in the night. In the inn's main hall, Yu Qiushui and Li Wangyu, dressed up, sat on either side. Apart from that, there were no red cloths, no new clothes, no sedan chair carried by eight men, and no suonas or firecrackers. Shu Qianqian knelt below, her shoulders trembling with nervousness. Her right hand gripped Lin Wuzhou's palm tightly, the knuckles on the back of her hand showing prominent blue veins. "Mother...drink tea." Her teeth chattered, probably forgetting that she could lean forward to offer the tea, so she foolishly shuffled forward a few steps, spilling the warm tea all over the floor, wetting the tips of Yu Qiushui's shoes. "You little rascal, you usually seem so clever and quirky, how come you're so reckless now?" Yu Qiushui frowned slightly as she took the teacup, startling Shu Qianqian so much that she turned around three times, looking at Lin Wuzhou with a pained expression, pleading for help. "Mother... Qianqian is just nervous. It's her first time getting married, so please don't blame her." Yu Qiushui wasn't really angry to begin with; she was just putting on an act. But after hearing her son's words, she spat out the warm tea she was about to drink, both angry and amused. "Then how many times do you want to get married?" Lin Wuzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He could almost feel the daggers Shu Qianqian was throwing at him from behind. He quickly shook his head. "Once, just once!" "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Let's toast your sister-in-law too. In these turbulent times, your mother can't give you a grand wedding. If these continuous wars end in the future, we'll make up for it, okay?" "Yes, yes, yes! Mother, whatever you say is right." Seeing this, Shu Qianqian quickly spoke up before Lin Wuzhou could, finally earning a doting look from Yu Qiushui. "Here, keep this. It's a token of love your father gave me back then. The Lin family is gone, and all my jewelry and gold went with them. Don't be disgusted by it," Yu Qiushui said, taking a jade bracelet off her wrist and handing it to Shu Qianqian. The girl was so moved that she twitched her nose and almost couldn't bring herself to say no. When it was Li Wangyu's turn, she paused slightly awkwardly as she accepted the teacup from Lin Wuzhou. She subtly pinched her younger brother's skin, giving him a slightly jealous glance before saying, "Sister-in-law doesn't like jade jewelry, so I have nothing to give. I'll just give you each a piece of advice." "Today we are husband and wife, from now on our love will be unwavering. Qianqian, this is for you." "As for you…" Li Wangyu took a sip of the slightly cool tea, letting it slowly flow down her throat, and cleared her throat, saying, "With three thousand beauties in the harem, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle. Little brother, take care of your health." Everyone was stunned, unable to process what she was saying for a long time. Yu Qiushui, who had given birth to two sons, was the first to understand, looking at her eldest daughter-in-law with utter astonishment. The meaning of this statement was to advise Xi'er to be moderate in her sexual activity; it was subtle, and there was some truth to it. But… something just didn't feel quite right. "Congratulations... Qianqian, and... Brother Lin." Qi Hongxiu stepped forward to offer her blessings, her beautiful face lowered, her voice soft and low, her hands nervously clutching the hem of her skirt. Shu Qianqian looked at Qi Hongxiu and couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. Ever since the Chang Huan incident, this once quiet and gentle older sister seemed to have lost her soul. Although she later managed to open Lin Wuzhou's heart, her personality had changed; she had become shy, silent, and timid. So, Shu Qianqian reached out and tugged at Qi Hongxiu's sleeve, pulling her down a few notches, and whispered a few words. Lin Wuzhou had been listening intently, but couldn't hear clearly, only that Qi Hongxiu, who had stood up again, seemed inexplicably happier, her face flushed with shyness. "Then... shall we go to the bridal chamber?" Lin Wuzhou asked, cautiously glancing at his mother and sister-in-law's expressions. "Go ahead." "Granted." The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law nodded simultaneously, their ears turning red, and they tacitly raised their teacups, sipping the lukewarm water that was almost empty. Inside the room, the lamp was lit, the candles glowed red, and the ancient wooden bed was bright red. Shu Qianqian sat on the edge of the hastily decorated new bed, her hands supporting her chin on her knees, her little head swaying left and right. Her bare, delicate feet were poised in the steaming copper basin, her toes hovering over the hot water, hesitant to dip them in. "My little darling, are you done yet? I've seen you dangle your feet for ages. Are you going to wash them or not? To tell you the truth, besides my mother, you're the first woman in my life I've ever had to wash my feet." Lin Wuzhou, sleeves rolled up, knelt on one knee on the floor, helplessly pinching the lovely girl's ankle. "What's wrong? You're not happy?" Shu Qianqian blinked and complained, "You're so impatient even when I ask you to wash your feet. You'll definitely find ways to bully me in the future. I regret it." "No, no, no, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Look, Grandma, the water's getting cold. If you don't put your feet in now, I'll have to fill a new basin. If my sister-in-law sees this, she'll definitely know what happened. Please, give me some face!" Shu Qianqian couldn't stand Lin Wuzhou calling her "Grandma" and "Little Ancestor" any longer. She quickly put her feet into the basin and let him rub and wash them. The tingling sensation made her giggle non-stop. By the time they were finally finished washing, Lin Wuzhou's robe was already soaked. Before going to bed, he checked the stove in the room, then took off his outer robe and prepared to climb into bed. However, a slender, bare foot rested on his chin, the delicate toes sliding down his neck and finally resting on his chest. Soon, Shu Qianqian's voice rang out: "I want to make three rules for you." "Okay, go ahead, I'm listening," Lin Wuzhou said with a smile, looking at Shu Qianqian, who was peeking out with a small head and inexplicably blushing. "First, from today onwards, I belong to the second young master of the Lin family. I really like the bracelet my mother gave me, and I don't care about the other betrothal gifts. But… but if things really become peaceful again, you must marry me again with a grand wedding procession." Shu Qianqian threw back the covers, her pretty face tense. Seeing her unusually serious expression, Lin Wuzhou's heart softened, and his voice became gentler: "Alright, I promise you. Not just eight loads, but sixteen loads too." "Who wants sixteen loads? Who are you planning to marry for the remaining eight loads?" Shu Qianqian said, propping her head up to look at Lin Wuzhou: "Let's get this straight, don't think I'm easy to deal with just because I'm easygoing. I had no choice but to accept that Hongxiu was ruined by you. As for the others... hmph, if you want to marry anyone else, you'll have to get my approval first. That's the second point."

"And the third one?"

"The third... I haven't thought of the third one yet."

Shu Qianqian clicked her tongue in frustration, then Lin Wuzhou grabbed her bare soles and tickled her. "If you haven't thought of it, don't think about it. I can't hold back anymore." As he spoke, he pulled down his pants, revealing his thick, erect penis, which pressed against his body.

"Qianqian, we haven't done it in a long time."

"Yeah, it's been a long time. So what do you want to do this time? Are you already planning to do it from behind?" Shu Qianqian looked at Lin Wuzhou, who had slipped into the blankets, and suddenly became shy. "Is it okay?" "Yes... I promised you... but I'm a little scared."

"What are you scared of?"

"What do you think I'm scared of? It's like a rolling pin being shoved in, it'll hurt so much." Her voice gradually softened, weak and powerless, because a hot object was pressed against her crotch, thrusting while her breath hit her neck: "Shall we start?" "Hmm..." Shu Qianqian covered half her face with the blanket and muttered, "I want to be on top, I can't always let you ride me."

"Ride, ride, ride, let you ride, I'll shake you to death."

Lin Wuzhou laughed and directly lifted the blanket, placing her on his waist amidst Shu Qianqian's soft moans, saying, "Come on, move yourself."

"Go ahead and try, I'm not afraid of you!"

Shu Qianqian ground her little tiger teeth, but then bit his lip, whining and acting coquettishly, "Lin Xi... kiss me, you've never properly kissed me."

Mischievous Shu Qianqian, willful Shu Qianqian, restless Shu Qianqian—recalling their unpleasant and strange first encounter, Lin Wuzhou felt a surge of emotions. Back then, he didn't like this boisterous, wild girl; she was noisy, disruptive, and unreasonable. He preferred a quiet woman like his sister-in-law, Li Wangyu, not a chattering sparrow.

If it weren't for that incident, Lin Wuzhou and Shu Qianqian, who couldn't stand each other, would never have had a chance to be together. But now, his heart was filled with this clever and quirky little girl. He loved her dimples when she smiled, loved her adorable cuddle when she hugged him, and loved the way she would rant with him when she was unhappy.

Yes. The lonely black oak doesn't need a caged canary that's forgotten to sing, but a little sparrow willing to chirp and sing with it.

A single tree cannot make a forest, a solitary shadow cannot provide shade. He thought again of his mother's old, dead peach tree, and of the black crow that perched on its branch that day.

They had been lonely for too long, so long that they were no longer accustomed to the sight of a crowd of flowers or birds.

Lin Wuzhou opened his mouth, his gaze filled with fervor and guilt, and captured the retreating, soft tongue. His hands firmly gripped her slender waist, then he untied the sash of her nightgown, tearing it apart and tossing it aside.

"Waste...wasteful!"

Shu Qianqian bit his tongue, muttering as she reached to pick it up. Then, in a dizzying moment, she was pinned against Lin Wuzhou's lap, her back to him. His large hand pressed against her delicate thigh, slowly moving towards her crotch.

Ugh.

She let out a shy moan, turned her head, and sucked on Lin Wuzhou's tongue, their tongues swirling together. The tongue slipped from her lips and licked her sensitive tip repeatedly in the air, saliva dripping onto the bed.

Under the pale moonlight, the naked man and woman sat on the edge of the bed. The man's hands were spread apart, one kneading her well-sized, elastic breasts, the other caressing the shy woman's thighs, slowly parting her legs to reveal her hidden crotch, covered by a tight, light blue pair of underwear. As his fingers slowly pulled apart one side of the fabric, her pink labia trembled beneath the sparse pubic hair.

"So...so embarrassing..."

Shu Qianqian stammered, trying to close her hips, but Lin Wuzhou's large hands forced them open even more. She tried to close her knees with her hands, but couldn't. His white, tender penis emerged from behind, slowly moving to the front.

"It's going in now."

"No... I can do it myself... I can do it myself."

Shu Qianqian struggled for a moment, wiped her hand on the glans that was already oozing semen, then supported herself on Lin Wuzhou's thigh with one hand, slightly raised her buttocks, and slowly touched the round folds of her anus with her delicate fingers, pushing them apart little by little, revealing the narrow hole that kept contracting, and nervously placed it on the tip of the glans.

"Don't move... take it slow, I'm afraid of pain."

She was like a little frog ready to jump, squatting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread apart, constantly taking deep breaths, taking a deep breath every time she squatted down, and after struggling for a long time, she finally managed to insert a small tip, and she got angry with herself: "What's going on? I clearly washed there before going to bed, why is it so tight?" Lin Wuzhou was amused by her awkward appearance, and quietly reached out and forcefully pried open her buttocks that were pressed into a thin slit, and with a scream, he suddenly pushed hard, directly inserting half of the glans.

Shu Qianqian cried out, then covered her mouth tightly, tears welling in her eyes from the pain. She said aggrievedly, "You brat, you hurt me!" "

I'm sorry, just bear with it. It'll be fine once the tip goes in." He hugged Qianqian's slender waist, coaxing her with sweet words until he finally calmed the sulking girl down. He then gently pressed her buttocks down.

After much effort, Lin Wuzhou's egg-sized glans finally went in. Shu Qianqian immediately let out a long sigh of relief, frowning and twisting a few times, muttering to herself, "It's not that bad, just a little swollen and uncomfortable."

"You say it's uncomfortable before I've even touched you? I'm angry!"

Lin Wuzhou patted the plump buttocks pressed against his abdomen, marveling at their exaggerated swaying arc. He couldn't resist thrusting in and out forcefully, immediately feeling a tingling sensation down his spine. Shu Qianqian's anus was so tight that it was almost impossible to penetrate. Her buttocks were already amazingly beautiful, and the sphincter muscles in the narrow cavity were strong and elastic. Each penetration sent a sensation of countless tentacles tickling her, constantly squeezing and pushing, which was more comfortable than the flower core in front.

"Ha...ha...is it done yet...I'm about to burst..." Shu Qianqian shrank her shoulders and panted, her face flushed as she turned her head away. "It's really strange...can you do it from the front?" As she spoke, she frowned and twisted her buttocks a few times, rubbing so hard that Lin Wuzhou's eyes suddenly widened, and he was actually forced to ejaculate his first stream of semen, the kind that he couldn't hold back.

Shu Qianqian was clearly stunned, her body jerked back by the heat, staring at Lin Wuzhou as if she'd seen a ghost, stammering, "How...so fast...you didn't spurt blood, did you?" She was genuinely nervous, and immediately stood up, with a popping sound, the semen she squeezed out splattered all over her chocolate-colored buttocks, rippling and dripping down, the small opening of her anus dripping with thick white fluid.

"Ah, it's not blood."

"Blood my foot, come here!"

Lin Wuzhou was furious, because it was too embarrassing; in just a few breaths, he'd been squeezed dry for his first load of semen, and at the same time, he truly understood how terrifyingly tight and powerful Shu Qianqian's anus was.

Seeing that he seemed to be throwing a tantrum, Shu Qianqian, who was still clueless, immediately became as obedient as a little wife. She took small steps over, shook her now-softened penis, and said in a flattering tone, "I don't know... I just moved it a little... Can I lick it for you?"

After she finished speaking, she directly swallowed the root of the penis, making her small mouth wide open. She innocently rolled her eyes and looked at Lin Wuzhou, muttering something unintelligible.

For some reason, this girl suddenly became obedient, like a completely different person. Lin Wuzhou, who had been bullied by her for months, finally got his revenge. Once his penis was erect again, he grabbed her by the neck and lifted her to the edge of the bed, slapping her swaying buttocks hard, leaving several red marks, and said, "Lie on your stomach." "Can we change positions? You look like a little puppy like this."

"Aren't you my little bitch?" Lin Wuzhou poked her still semen-dripping anus, then held her long legs and thrust into her vagina.

"Not going to play from behind anymore?" Shu Qianqian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'll play with the front first, then I'll do the back. It's so tight, I can't take it." "Hehe..."

Shu Qianqian playfully bumped into his stomach a few times, swaying her buttocks and saying with seductive eyes, "Come on, little male dog, let's see how capable you are."

Lin Wuzhou was aroused, grabbed her smooth, plump buttocks, knelt forward a few steps, spread Shu Qianqian's legs which had little excess fat, and rubbed the head of his penis back and forth between her already wet legs, as if trying to moisten them with the honey inside. Then he suddenly stopped, grasped it, and aimed.

"Look, you slut, see how I get in." Lin Wuzhou said.

Shu Qianqian first shook her head, then bit her lower lip and lowered her head, her gaze passing through the drooping honey cleavage, just in time to see Lin Wuzhou holding his penis and aiming it at the center of her legs, slowly pushing it in, the large glans had already parted her closed flesh and squeezed in.

"Oh..." Shu Qianqian cried out in pleasure, squeezing the fullness inside, and muttered, "The front is still more comfortable."

"Hmm? Isn't the back good?" Lin Wuzhou asked, secretly pinching her erect nipple.

"Well... it's not bad, it's just swollen... like poop..." She blushed, unable to speak, her eyes glazed over, but her nipples stood erect, each friction of the glans bringing waves of tingling sensation.

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes... yes..."

Shu Qianqian turned her head, drooling, and said in a tearful voice, "You brat, can't you be normal? Your words... they're so vulgar."

"I am a vulgar person, what are you pretending for, you little slut?" Lin Wuzhou thrust hard, the chocolate buttocks were split open, revealing her red labia and anus still dripping with white fluid, extremely cute.

"Do you want it or not?"

"Ah... yes, yes..." she said, her body twisting uncomfortably.

"What do you want?"

"That...that stick."

"No. What is it?"

"A...a dick..." Shu Qianqian said, turning into an ostrich and collapsing onto the bed, only whimpering and raising her plump buttocks. "Stop playing around, I can't hold back anymore." "Beg me." Lin Wuzhou changed his grip on her breasts, kneading them like two dough balls.

"Wow...you're bullying me again!" Shu Qianqian cursed in a slightly hoarse voice, her voice suddenly becoming as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Husband...hurry up and use your dick on me, please." Her voice was both sweet and seductive, making Lin Wuzhou feel like he was floating on air. Under Shu Qianqian's tearful gaze, most of his penis disappeared between her legs, leaving nothing behind.

Shu Qianqian seemed to be unable to breathe for a moment, her head tilted back, staring in disbelief as Lin Wuzhou stood between her legs, pinching her tanned buttocks, then she took a deep breath, and it took her a long time to catch her breath.

"You can move...you can move now."

"Alright!"

Seeing the little girl's suddenly coquettish appearance, Lin Wuzhou became even more excited after a brief moment of surprise. He lifted Shu Qianqian's spread legs, raised his long spear, and began to move his abdomen back and forth.

"Is it good?" Lin Wuzhou asked, and Shu Qianqian nodded.

"Then open your eyes and watch how I'm fucking you." Lin Wuzhou continued to tell her.

"Fine, I'll watch!"

Shu Qianqian snorted, poked her head out from under the covers, struggled to sit up, looked at her legs, stared blankly with her eyes wide open, and stared intently at Lin Wuzhou's proud penis thrusting in and out of her lower body. Her legs were held high in his hands.

However, after only a few seconds, Shu Qianqian's lower abdomen twitched, which was a sign that she was starting to get excited. Sure enough, Lin Wuzhou was squeezed and shuddered, quickly taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

"When did you become so good? I almost drained you dry." Lin Wuzhou said, slapping her buttocks hard.

The slap on the buttocks made Shu Qianqian let out a soft moan, her lower body clenching again.

"Still clenching me?"

Lin Wuzhou was slightly surprised, thinking to calm down, but Shu Qianqian's legs, raised behind her, pinned him down, making it difficult for him to break free.

"Give it to me, I want it," she said, sticking out her tongue.

"Want what?" Lin Wuzhou asked, pressing his entire body against her smooth back, his buttocks thrusting forward.

"I want your filth, I want your semen."

Shu Qianqian's face flushed red, and she wrapped her arms around Lin Wuzhou's neck, kissing him and sucking on his tongue, which was about to say something more teasing.

[The End]

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