[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 31-33

Chapter 94 ~ Passionate Entanglement in the Bookstore 2 ~ Gao Ga

stood up, suppressing the slippery feeling in his vagina, unconsciously clenching his fist. He slightly tiptoed to put the book back in its place, casually glancing at the professional books Bai Lu had just introduced. They practically filled the entire large bookshelf—all review materials, quite astonishing.

...The discomfort in his vagina made it impossible for him to patiently browse through the graduate entrance exam books. He shifted uncomfortably, leaning against the tall bookshelf, his mind only focused on finding a restroom to properly wipe away the glistening, slippery fluid and clean his vagina.

But the bookstore wasn't particularly large or small.

He walked past four or five rows of tall bookshelves one by one, but still couldn't find the legendary restroom.

Why, at this crucial moment, was the simple, elegant, and clean restroom nowhere to be found?

After circling the bookshelves twice, I finally stopped and looked up. Before me stood an old-fashioned rosewood staircase, its color a slightly darker shade. Each plank was carved with a delicate and intricate pattern. Looking closely, I saw a heron, its wings outstretched, poised for flight, carved on one of the staircases…

very lifelike, evoking the graceful image of a white heron soaring into the sky.

But then… this section of the staircase disappeared around the corner.

…

To go up or not to go up, that is the question.

I hesitated, two images flashing through my mind.

Bai Qi smiled faintly before leaving, his dark eyes fixed on me for a moment, his thin lips curving slightly as he said in a clear and elegant voice, “Take your time looking around, I’ll wait for you on… the second floor.” Bai Lu

stared intently at me with dewy eyes, earnestly warning me, “You can choose any books on the first floor, but… remember, don’t go to the second floor!!!”

So, should I go up or not?

I lowered my head in grievance, my two delicate little fingers twisting and turning like two tiny braids.

So conflicted…

That's human curiosity: the more mysterious and unpredictable something seems, the more forbidden and secret it sounds, the more it arouses our desire to explore.

So, after much deliberation, I loosened my clenched fingers, lifted my left foot, and, with my delicate right hand, grasped the finely carved, smooth rosewood handrail, slowly walking up.

Afterwards, when I recalled this scene, my heart was filled with deep regret: if I could have another chance, I would definitely remember Bailu's words and never take that step.

But life is like that; there's no going back, no second chance.

…

Accompanied by the rhythmic, soft "thump-thump-thump" sound, I slowly ascended, my petite figure moving up the stairwell, quickly disappearing around the corner.

...

After I climbed the stairs, another section of rosewood staircase appeared before me, each plank adorned with an intricate and complex pattern. Together, it resembled an ancient mythical beast—a Qilin.

This Qilin stood atop raging flames, head held high, chest puffed out, its eyes noble and solemn, glaring at me intently.

I involuntarily held my breath, carefully skirting around it, afraid that this lifelike, vividly depicted beast might suddenly leap out and devour me.

Upon reaching the top, I quickly discovered a hidden paradise on the second floor.

The first part of the staircase was brightly lit, soft sunlight streaming in from the window, lazily bathing me like a lover's gentle caress.

Before me stood two or three tall bookshelves side by side; beyond them, an elegant desk, an antique rattan chair, and a verdant bamboo bed came into view.

A handsome man named Bai Qi slept peacefully on the dark green bamboo bed. He seemed to be in a light sleep, oblivious to my approach, and remained motionless.

He lay on his side, facing me: his dark eyes were closed, his long, thick eyelashes forming a crescent-shaped fan beneath his eyelids; his nose was high and straight, his lips slightly pursed, and his long neck was as elegant and captivating as a swan… He was like a beauty straight out of a famous landscape painting, any addition would make him more vibrant, any subtraction would make him pale.

Unconsciously, I was somewhat mesmerized, holding my breath, afraid of disturbing his rest and waking the picturesque Bai Qi, while carefully examining him from head to toe, as if bewitched, and gently approached him.

Just as I reached him, he suddenly opened his starry eyes, staring at me with a half-smile, and reached out and pulled me forcefully.

…

Caught off guard, I was startled by his sudden awakening. Before I could dodge, he pulled me hard, causing me to lose my balance and fall heavily onto him.

“Ugh…” “Ah…” Two muffled groans rang out simultaneously—because I landed on his rock-hard chest, I cried out, feeling as if my bones were about to break—his groan, based on my initial assessment, suggested that my knee had accidentally bumped into his swollen lower body…

“You little devil,” he pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly, and said with a hint of complaint, “You made me wait so long… I couldn’t help but fall asleep… What were you doing down there?”

I remained silent, my face buried in his smooth, hot chest, feeling my face begin to burn, wave after wave, unstoppable, definitely bright red.

“Reading down there.” My voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, gentle and soft, as faint as a breeze.

"What book are you reading?" he pressed relentlessly. "A textbook or an extracurricular book? Is it some taboo manga by Shinjo Mayu? I remember you once said she was your favorite Japanese manga artist."

"Nonsense, I never told you I like her..." I retorted, suddenly realizing I'd fallen into his trap. I bit my lower lip in embarrassment and turned my head away.

What to do? He'd hit the nail on the head. How embarrassing...

"Why aren't you saying anything? So what... book were you reading down there?" He seemed to have read my mind, smiling faintly. His voice was deep and resonant, like a clear stream turning into a fine red wine, slightly husky, sounding incredibly wicked, alluring, and subtly sexy.

I wished I could bury my head in his chest like an ostrich, ignoring everything else.

"Is it... a complete guide to ancient Eastern sex positions?" he asked wickedly, drawing out the last syllable, his tone slightly raised, a clear rhetorical question, as if he already knew the answer. "

...

How did you know?!?" I suddenly looked up, my eyes sparkling with anger and embarrassment, staring straight at him like a furious cat baring its claws, gritting its teeth and demanding an answer.

"What don't I know?" He smiled, swallowing the rest of his words: this was his space, his territory.

"I also know that your panties are wet, your little hole is sticky and juicy, trying to tighten its grip, trying to hold back the surging spring tide inside...right?" He whispered casually in my ear, his voice neither too loud nor too soft. Before he finished speaking, his nimble tongue playfully tapped my small, cute earlobe, and he gently blew a breath.

...

A breath suddenly entered the deep, winding path of my ear, tickling straight to my heart, making me shiver involuntarily, as if...my whole body went limp.

"Are you cold?" he kindly comforted me, holding me tightly in his arms. With a flip, he pinned me beneath him, his strong body pressed firmly against mine, leaving no gap.

"No..." I reached out to push him away, my small hands against his chest, pushing hard, but he didn't budge.

"Really?" He raised an eyebrow slightly, asking in return, "Let me check."

As he spoke, one of his large hands restlessly slipped under my skirt, touching my soft, smooth thigh. His warm hand caressed back and forth, gently and softly, like a nimble, amorous snake.

"What are you going to do?" The words had barely left my mouth when I almost cried out. Honestly, without thinking, I had said something like that, which was clearly an invitation to him to—

"I want to do you!!!" He smiled lewdly, his starry eyes like sharp swords, aggressively scanning my shapely body.

...See, see, he really did say that. I was right.

"You're so smug, aren't you? So impatient?" he said, as he started to undo my dress. I reached out and grabbed the neckline tightly, trying to stop him, weakly resisting, "No...no...I really like this dress..."

"Then be a good girl and take it off yourself..." he said, half threatening and half seductively. His large hand, which had been caressing my legs, had already taken advantage of my momentary lapse in attention to sneakily reach up to my round buttocks, sensually caressing them through my thin panties, lightly or heavily teasing the tender little hole hidden behind them.

"No..." I resisted slightly.

"Don't want to?" He poked my pearl hard, pulled his large hand out from under my skirt, and held it up to my eyes, saying wickedly, "Look, these layers of spring dew, wet and smooth, exuding a faint fragrance... It tells me how wet, how thirsty, how much your flower cave longs for my penis..."

"Senior..." I looked at him pleadingly, softly begging, "Don't say anymore..."

Don't say anymore, my heart—with his words, began to pound violently, like a drum, unable to stop; my skin—with his words, was tinged with a pink halo, like a shy lotus flower; my little hole—with his words, began to writhe, contracting and opening, tightening and then releasing... A large amount of flower fluid slowly overflowed with the rhythm of the tender flesh inside, some staining my thin panties, some sliding down the crevice, silently wetting my pink anus, bringing a cool, sticky feeling

...

"Rose, you're so passionate..." Before the words were even finished, he forcefully kissed my lips, his nimble, snake-like tongue gently licking my red lips, drawing suggestive circles, stirring up a ticklish, moist sensation. After playing for a while, he firmly held my tender lips in his mouth, first gently licking them, then sucking them with varying pressure, bringing a tingling

, numbing sensation. "Open your mouth..." he coaxed, unsatisfied, his tongue quickly slipping inside as I opened my mouth, kissing my pearly white teeth, then hooking onto my tongue, entwining it tightly, dancing passionately, licking up and down, teasing left and right, arousing wave after wave of tingling pleasure.

"...Ha...Ugh!" I finally managed to breathe desperately when he released me, but he, like a serpent, coiled around me again, tightly blocking my mouth, stirring up another wave inside, almost swallowing me whole.

"Mmm..." I gasped as he swallowed me, his warm hands lifting my skirt and deftly sliding up and down my thighs, sensually caressing me, occasionally giving me a light pinch.

"You're so wet... your juices have soaked through your panties, staining a small, damp patch, gradually spreading..." he said, his breathing becoming more rapid, "I couldn't resist... I've got a tent up, do you want to see?"

Following his words, I felt as if I were being manipulated, my gaze involuntarily drifting to his lower body, his erection pointing directly at me, incredibly alluring.

"Do you like what you see?" he asked smugly.

"Senior, what do you want me to see?" I feigned ignorance, blinking my large, watery eyes, gazing at him with innocent, doe-like eyes.

My lower body contracted and expanded, opening and closing, as if utterly empty, an indescribable discomfort. My juices flowed silently.

“Rose, you’ve become cunning.” He looked at me intently, his eyes brimming with amusement. “Then let me see how you, this cunning vixen, escape my grasp!”

He unzipped his pants, revealing a ferocious, thick, purplish-black member. Its head was raised high, its rounded tip resembling a giant mushroom, with a thin slit at the top from which liquid seeped slightly.

“Want to touch it?” he asked, grabbing the hem of my skirt. With a seemingly effortless rip, the dress was torn in two.

“My dress…” I loved it so much… and he ruined it…

“If you won’t do it yourself, then I’ll have to help!” He tossed aside the hem of the skirt, his eyes fixed on her.

Her fair skin, set against the dark green bamboo bed, appeared even more delicate and translucent, seemingly fragile enough to break at a touch, like fine jade, radiating a warm, soft glow, or like shimmering white pearls. It made one want to ravage it mercilessly, leaving a trail of fragrant, plum-like red marks.

A pale yellow bra half-concealed her round, perky breasts, just covering two delicate pink peach blossoms, their soft, white flesh almost spilling out, arousing an irresistible desire to explore, pure and exuding a delicate fragrance.

Pale yellow panties just covered her dense pubic hair, a few playful brown-gold hairs peeking out softly from the edges, tempting one to part the barrier and freely admire. In the center of the thin panties, a semi-transparent, moist patch couldn't be concealed, seemingly about to expand, making one's heart flutter, wanting to thrust in hard.

...

He lowered his head, pressed his body against mine, and without hesitation opened his mouth to take my delicate, beautiful collarbone in, his sharp teeth gently and heavily nibbling. His hot hands pulled down my panties, his large penis pressed against my vulva, rubbing up and down along the opening a few times before ramming in hard.

"Mmm..." A tingling, numb sensation spread throughout my body with his thrusts. My little hole was suddenly filled, heavy yet pleasurable, accompanied by a slight tearing pain.

My darling beauties, whether or not to help Bai Lu straighten up is up to you.

Bai Lu stood by the wall, her eyes glistening with tears, her eyes rippling like autumn water, looking at you pleadingly...

Chapter 095 ~ Passionate Entanglement in the Bookstore ~ 3 High

"Hoo... So tight... So slippery and refreshing... So much water..." Bai Qi raised his head slightly, his thick penis thrusting deeply into my soft flower hole, his breathing rapid, unable to help but start uttering lewd words.

"Mmm... It hurts..." I gasped, my delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly, looking pitifully at Bai Qi, condemning his rough actions... My tender little hole suddenly swallowed such a huge thing, stretched open for a moment, as if it was about to be torn apart, a burning sensation rising, accompanied by a slight tingling and numb feeling.

His massive, menacing penis withdrew slightly before slamming in again, probing the softest part of my clitoris. He thrust in and out two or three times, each time penetrating fully, like a heavy hammer striking the soft, untouched entrance of my cervix.

"Ah...no..." I murmured, my brows furrowed, my eyes wide and watery as I looked at him, unable to stop the moans escaping my lips. My small hands pressed against his chest, desperately trying to push him away. "It hurts...it hurts..."

"Really don't want it?" he countered, his massive member restlessly exploring the small opening for a couple of moments before slowly withdrawing completely. The wicked penis, glistening with moisture, pressed its large, rounded tip against the outer edge of the opening, rubbing wantonly.

"Ugh...no..." I answered hesitantly.

Because of the member's relentless withdrawal, a tingling, itchy emptiness filled my opening, causing it to unconsciously begin to tighten and open, like a delicate little flower blooming and closing... Glimpses of bright red flesh were faintly visible, alluring his gaze with every ounce of its charm. My soft, delicate body writhed slightly, my white, full breasts trembled gently, and my slender waist swayed subtly.

"What a two-faced little fox..." he chuckled knowingly, his mushroom-shaped tip rubbing against the hidden pearl in the thicket, then seemingly unintentionally pressed against it, aiming a heavy touch at the tender pink pearl.

"Mmm..." An indescribable tingling pleasure surged from the pearl, quickly sweeping across my entire body. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, my body going limp as I lay on the bed, my lower body slightly away from his massive member.

"Trying to run away?" He relentlessly pursued, his smooth, rounded tip seemingly targeting the shy pink pearl, rubbing it rhythmically up and down, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, pressing and squeezing it little by little.

"Ah... Senior... So numb... So itchy... Mmm... Harder... Hit me..." I was so aroused by him that I lost my senses, only wanting to instinctively chase the incredibly pleasurable sensation, without avoiding or dodging, aiming at his wicked penis, meeting it head-on.

"Do you like me playing with you like this?" he kept asking, his massive member lightly touching the lovely pearl, tracing suggestive arcs, wantonly playing and teasing it.

"I like it...ha...I want you...to move faster..." I clearly felt the pink pearl begin to tremble slightly, spasming uncontrollably, and waves of tingling pleasure surged through my little hole, clear, glistening nectar gushing out in waves, slowly overflowing from the depths of my flower.

"Yes, ma'am!! You lewd little vixen!!" Before the words were even finished, he began to rub heavily, back and forth, left and right, bringing waves of tingling, tingling pleasure, endless.

"Senior...I'm not...a vixen...um..." I'm so charming and cute, so innocent and gentle, how could I possibly possess the allure of a vixen? At most, I'm just a cute wild goose.

Waves of tingling pleasure slowly built up, making it impossible to resist... I felt my two soft, full breasts trembling slightly up and down, a wave of emptiness washing over me, a longing... for someone to suckle them hard...

"Still being stubborn!!" Bai Qi gripped my slender waist with one hand, and with the other, he lifted my round buttocks higher, making them more suitable for his thrusts, while increasing the speed of his caresses, sliding rapidly. "Tell me, do you want me to poke your little hole?"

"No..." I refused without thinking.

"Why don't you want to?... Your flood is so overflowing... like a river bursting its banks... flowing everywhere... and you still don't want to?" he pressed.

"Because... your zipper hurts me so much..." My eyes were filled with a deathly sweetness as I shyly revealed my true feelings: the hard, cold metal zipper would hit the outside of my tender little hole with each thrust of his huge member, hurting me deeply, and occasionally scraping against it, as if trying to tear my delicate skin.

"So that's how it is... I was wondering why this usually fiery little vixen had become so strange? Phew... so the zipper hurt you..." He feigned sudden realization, a slight smile playing on his lips as he glanced at me. He thrust harder, increasing the speed of the friction.

His slippery penis brushed against my nipple, kissed it, and then slid across it... like a playful cat chasing a ball of yarn, patient yet always unexpected, its actions rough yet gentle.

My tender nipple had never experienced such a wild pursuit, so wantonly played with, trembling slightly as it welcomed the visitor's ravaging. A bittersweet sensation was aroused by his teasing.

Suddenly, the tip pressed firmly against my nipple, motionless. An indescribable, ecstatic pleasure, like an electric current, coursed through my body. My body went limp, my flower cave contracted tightly, and a gush of spring water flowed from the depths of my flower, soaking the sheets beneath me.

Chapter 096 ~ Instruction on the Enchanting Lovemaking Positions ~ 3 High

"Little fox...do you know what this position is called?" Bai Qi stretched out his large hand, pinching a lump of white jade-like flesh, soft and fragrant, like a white cloud in the sky, or like soft cotton that had just been fluffed. As he kneaded and squeezed it, it was shaped into various forms. Once he let go, it elastically returned to its original shape, pink, plump, and erect.

"It's called... Turtle Leap..." As soon as he asked, my mind automatically began to search for what I had just seen, and a sensual and alluring sex picture emerged: a woman lying on her back on the bed, raising her legs high, her knees bent and raised to her chest, a man facing the woman, kneeling between her thighs, his hands pushing the woman's waist to her breasts...

"You got it right!...You're so smart...Come on...now accept my reward for you..." He smiled brightly, as dazzling as the bright sun.

After he finished speaking, he grabbed my thigh, pulled his penis out completely, and roamed freely around my vaginal opening, teasing it from front to back, left to right, up to down. He touched the slightly red and swollen clitoris, aimed at the constantly opening and closing vagina, and gently entered it. Each time, his large tip just entered the thirsty vagina, and he immediately pulled it out.

One…two…three…four…My little hole couldn't be satisfied. An unbearable, tingling sensation spread from the depths of my flower core, making me unbearably raise my round buttocks, chasing after his penis, sucking it in and out, as if wanting to take its enormous size deep inside and savor it…But he refused to satisfy me…His penis lightly probed in, completely unmoved by my little hole's allure, and withdrew without a second thought…five…six…seven…

This tormenting feeling…the feeling of my desire being held high, yet unable to be satisfied…It's driving me crazy…I swayed my slender waist wildly…

Suddenly, the enormous thing slammed in heavily, like a heavy hammer, striking deep into my unbearably itchy cervix, igniting layers of indescribable, extreme pleasure, creating waves of blissful sparks…One heavy blow…two heavy blows…

"Mmm...my little hole is so numb...harder..." I hugged him tightly, following his rhythm closely, panting and moaning uncontrollably.

But he ignored my words, withdrawing his massive member without hesitation, touching the slightly swollen, rosy nipple, sliding it down slightly, aiming at my tight little hole, and gently inserting the huge tip, beginning a new round of torment, lightly penetrating, once... twice... three times...

Although my little hole was not satisfied with such shallow stimulation, it could not lure the massive member to go deeper, and could only contract, relax, and tighten again with his thrusts, opening and closing to welcome the pleasure that was about to come.

...Four times...five times...six times...just one more time...almost there, almost there, my little hole involuntarily began to tighten, the tender flesh inside writhing layer by layer, clear nectar flowing out incessantly with excitement...

the thick, wicked thing suddenly slammed in, thrusting into my soft cervix without warning, gushing out a large gush of clear nectar, washing over the mushroom-shaped tip, one heavy blow...two heavy blows...three heavy blows...each one fierce, the thick, strong, and long penis like a dragon playing and frolicking in my dark cave, stirring up waves of tingling pleasure.

"So good...uh...ha...um...don't poke so lightly..." Feeling the force of the thing beneath me lessen, I raised my head, becoming alluring from lovemaking, my almond-shaped eyes, rippling like autumn water, fixed on him, my small mouth slightly open, trying to squeeze out a moan, pleading, "Harder...thrust into me..."

"You little slut... oh... don't squeeze so tight... relax... my little fox... savor the reward I'm giving you..." He erotically touched my pink buttocks and patted them.

A large hand grabbed my white, plump buttocks that swayed up and down with the rhythm, squeezed and fondled them forcefully, and then the thrusting of his lower body began to proceed slowly and leisurely again, only lightly touching and stopping, one thrust after another.

I gradually figured out his rules and patiently played along with him. This time, I would first make five shallow thrusts, then pull out completely. Then, in one go, I would quickly and forcefully insert myself deep into my thirsty, blossoming little hole, thrusting heavily four times. Then I would start a new round, inserting shallowly four times, then thrusting heavily five times... round after round... increasing the number of thrusts...

until finally, he would gently and shallowly insert himself, then slightly withdraw his huge member, and with lightning speed, he would slam it into my soft flower core, thrusting deeply, again and again, each time fierce and accurate, thrusting into my cervix, bringing a tingling, soft, sour, and comforting pleasure, mixed with a trace of pain that could not be ignored, churning out waves of warm, glistening flower fluid.

"Ah...ha...my pussy...it's so numb...it feels like it's burning up..." My waist was tightly gripped, my round buttocks were raised high, facing him, my pussy was tightly occupied by him, I couldn't escape, I could only meet his fierce thrusts, feeling the waves of pleasure that were about to destroy me, feeling my pussy unable to withstand such fierce thrusting, being branded by his huge thing, burning hot, as if it was about to burn up.

"Is it good...you little slut...do you like me fucking you like this...hmm?" His sweat dripped onto my body, drop after drop, so hot it was almost scalding me. He thrust hard while growling.

"I like it...hmm...I like it..." I lost my senses, completely controlled by pleasure, panting loudly without knowing why.

"Like what...tell me quickly..." he pressed relentlessly.

"I like...you doing it like this...harder...fuck me..." I was so confused by the torment that I responded breathlessly.

"How about this?...tell me...how you feel..." he seemed even more excited, continuing to press. The penis paused slightly inside my vagina, its large, rounded tip grinding against the sensitive flesh on my left side, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ugh...ha...ha...my vagina...I'm about to be pierced...ugh..." Caught off guard by his sudden attack, I couldn't finish my sentence. My body trembled slightly, tensing, my vagina gripping the foreign object tightly, sucking it in relentlessly.

"Ha...woo..." My vagina felt like a deadly, eroding mouth, biting down on his penis, sucking it in relentlessly... His penis swelled, pressing deeply against my cervix, thrusting in with a powerful thud, spurting out streams of turbid white fluid that sprayed onto the tender flesh, sending tingling, electric currents through my body.

Chapter 097 ~ Instruction on the Ecstasy of Lovemaking Positions ~ 4 Waves

of scalding hot fluid shot into my body, striking my soft, tender walls, making me tremble uncontrollably…

It was supposed to be a consensual lovemaking session, so why did my eyes suddenly sting and swell? An indescribable sadness suddenly welled up from the deepest part of my heart? It should feel like happiness…

I blinked, quickly squeezing away the glistening tears welling up in my eyes. I looked up and saw Bai Qi staring intently at me, his dark eyes focused and affectionate, gazing at me tenderly, as if he had a thousand words to say.

“Senior…” I called softly, my voice slightly hoarse and deep, very magnetic and incredibly charming. I looked at him, unsure how to explain this inexplicable heartache and tears.

"Rose, I love you." He said earnestly, a thin mist rising in his dark, obsidian-like eyes. "Rose, I hurt you before, I'm sorry... Forgive me. At that time, I didn't realize how important you were to me... I didn't know your weight in my life... I was arrogant and hurt you in the cruelest way... I'm sorry..." "

Senior, didn't you... follow me home, go on a blind date with me, and make up with me? And then... what happened? Why do I feel like I don't remember it clearly? My head hurts so much, like needles pricking me, little by little, then turning into a large, throbbing pain. I reached out my small hand and pressed it against my temples, biting my lip slightly.

A large hand replaced my small hand, pressing on my temples, patiently and gently stroking and massaging them skillfully, gradually easing my pain.

"Rose,... no matter what wrong I've done, can you forgive me?" He interrupted me, asking each word carefully, as if trying to knock into my heart, heavy and urgent.

"What did you do to offend me?" My heart skipped a beat, and I secretly understood what he meant. If he wasn't referring to the twin game he had planned to play on me, then it was... My face suddenly turned pale, my eyes began to mist, my cute little nose blushed slightly, my mouth opened slightly, and my voice was trembling with tears: "Senior... have you been unfaithful?"

Seeing his handsome face suddenly turn cold, I felt like crying but couldn't. I thought to myself: Sure enough, I'm very clever. I guessed right away. Otherwise, why would his face look so bad? Could it be…

“Senior, you not only cheated on her, but you also got her pregnant, right? So…” So you want my forgiveness, so you want me to grant your wish, but… you actually lured me here, wantonly ravaging me, shooting all your burning seed into my little hole…

“You bad man, I will never forgive you!” The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I transformed from a pitiful little rabbit into a ferocious little tiger, biting his slender arm, grinding my teeth, holding on tightly.

“Mmm, mmm!!” I threatened indistinctly, meaning: If I don’t let go, I’ll bite you to death!! "You toyed with my feelings, you cheated on me, you got someone else pregnant..."

"Alright, what are you doing? Let go! When did I get someone else pregnant? When did I cheat on you?" He touched my ear, stroking it lightly, looking at me with a mysterious ripple in his dark eyes, seemingly helpless yet relieved.

"Mmm..." I wouldn't let go!! You think I can just let go like that? That would be so spineless!! -- I looked at him defiantly. I clenched my teeth, grinding them together.

"Sweetie, is your little mouth sore?" He extended a long finger, affectionately wiping away the glistening liquid that had dripped from the corner of my mouth.

"Mmm..." He hit the nail on the head. I released my numb mouth and looked at the two deep, crescent-shaped teeth marks on his arm, along with a suspicious pool of liquid...

Feeling a little embarrassed, I reached out my small hand and gently placed it on his arm, touching it softly, and asked, "Does it hurt?" "

It hurts... but it hurts even more here." His penis had unknowingly swelled up, filling my vagina completely, and occasionally grinding restlessly around it.

"You actually doubted me? Rose, don't you know that my penis thinks about and wants to fuck only your little hole every moment, every second? After tasting your flavor, who else... can satisfy me?" As he spoke, he leaned back, lying comfortably on the bed, his hands holding my waist tightly, making me kneel on his thighs. With each movement, his penis rubbed hard against my vagina, striking me at a special angle.

"Mmm..." I groaned softly, feeling my tender, slightly swollen vulva being teased and tingled by his sudden movements. A surge of pleasure coursed through my body, and my legs went weak, causing me to collapse onto him, taking his penis even deeper into my mouth, almost piercing me.

"You're disobedient, having such inappropriate thoughts, and you even bit me. What are you going to do?" He lay on the bed, leisurely watching me, a dark flame flickering in his eyes. His thin lips parted slightly as he said, "Tell me, shouldn't you make it up to me?"

I tried to get up, but he held me tightly by the waist, making it impossible for me to move. Because of my movement, my vagina gripped his penis tightly, greedily sucking at it. "Mmm... ha... what kind of compensation do you want?" I asked breathlessly, feigning innocence.

"How about you teach me what 'fish scales' means?" he smiled mischievously, looking quite smug.

Fish scales... a picture I had just read in a book flashed through my mind: a muscular man lying face up on the bed with his legs straight, a delicate woman straddling his thighs and hips, her vagina engulfing his large penis, rising and falling...

This... I felt awkward, my face slightly flushed, my eyes glazed over, unable to look at him. How embarrassing...

"Hurry up. My dear teacher, your student is impatiently waiting beneath you..." he complained, feigning grievance, looking pitiful.

Listening to his complaints and seeing his aggrieved expression, I don't know why, but my heart softened, and I was easily swayed by him. My face flushed, and I whispered, trying to negotiate, "Then...you can't complain about how badly I taught..."

"Teacher, how would I know if it's good or bad if you didn't teach? Hurry up, hurry up, if it's good I'll give you a reward." He urged me on, secretly promising a reward for the next time...

Unfortunately, at that moment, I was completely fooled and failed to notice the wicked implication in his words.

Like a fish catching scales, the man lying on the bed was instructed to remain still, with only the woman on top of him moving, shifting her hips, slowly using her vagina to comfort his penis.

...

I knelt beside him, my small hands on his strong, smooth chest, my legs slightly exerting force, my slender waist swaying, slowly lifting my lower body. His thick penis moved slowly inside my vagina with my movements, gradually sliding out, restlessly moving around the outside of my flower, nodding slightly again and again.

I took a deep breath and felt a large gush of mixed, cloudy white fluid drip from my vagina, landing squarely on his penis. Stimulated, it instantly doubled in size, pressing proudly against my beloved, deep vagina, eager to move.

A glance out of the corner of my eye startled me; it was so big, so thick, like a child's arm…and so long and tall, like a towering pillar, staring directly at me…

I looked away, subtly raising my body, instinctively wanting to escape. Just

as my bottom was about to move, I saw him staring at me with a half-smile, his thin, peach-blossom-like lips slightly parted, “Teacher, when…are you going to…start teaching me?” His voice was drawn out, as if he saw right through my intentions.

I stopped abruptly, looking at him guiltily, forcing a confident smile, my face slightly raised, adopting a queenly air, and arrogantly declared, “Now!!”

I thought to myself: So what if I toyed with you? He willingly offered himself up... Why not take advantage of it? And once I've played with it, I want to play again, hmph

...

His little butt moved slowly back and forth, letting his huge member rub against her flower hole, getting more of the mixture of fluids around it. Lightly touching, occasionally her pink little pearl brushed against his mushroom-shaped, large tip. The contrast between the two, one big and one small, was obvious. Their subtle contact sent waves of tingling electricity through her.

Listening to his breathing gradually becoming more rapid beneath me, his dark eyes becoming even more profound and unfathomable, sparks of desire flashing within them, I felt great—his little butt swayed back and forth, grinding in circles...—

It felt so good to have this control in my own hands.

I could adjust the pressure, the pressure, the height, the depth according to my needs; I could circle back and forth, or swallow it up and down… As I thought about it, I felt like I was about to fly. If I had a tail, I would proudly hold it high…

“Teacher… I’ve got this move… I want to learn… huff… other newer and more exciting… moves…” he said, his thin lips seemingly stained with honey, his words sweet and fragrant, his request perfectly reasonable. Since

he had made such a request, I had no choice but to stop swaying, move my pink buttocks forward, and align my constantly contracting vagina with his penis, slowly approaching, wanting to slowly swallow it. As soon as I got close, the massive thing disobeyed and slipped, brushing against my vulva and bouncing to the side… I moved closer, and just as I was about to take it in, the massive thing moved restlessly, brushing against my pearl and bouncing forward… I moved closer still, my vulva found its way, approaching the massive thing, and it excitedly nodded, brushing against my flower bud and bouncing back, touching the forbidden pink chrysanthemum…

I looked at it with a black line on my face. It was so disobedient, so uncooperative with the teaching process, not a good student. I'll see how I punish it later.

“Teacher, you're stopping like this… I'm uncomfortable… Please accept my suggestion: think of a way to fix it in place, and then teach me properly.” He couldn't help but urge me on, offering a mischievous suggestion.

I glanced at him with amorous eyes, extremely charming, and stretched out my soft, delicate right hand, carefully moving it in front of the massive thing, pausing. This penis that always inserts into my flower cave, bringing me endless pleasure, I have never touched with my hands before... Thinking this, I felt a little timid for a moment...

My slender, fair fingers, like the tips of scallions, delicate and tender, slowly reached towards the thick, erect penis, and gently touched it. The hot, burning sensation spread to my fingertips, and the penis twitched slightly, wicked yet elastic, as if it were arrogantly mocking my timidity.

Her little hands twitched, she retreated, just about to give up… I heard his dissatisfied groan in my ear…

I gritted my teeth, steeled myself, and continued forward. Three fingers of my right hand gripped the base of the large mushroom, trying to ignore its scorching heat and the throbbing veins on its surface. While torturingly holding it in place, I moved my lower body, precisely positioning my little hole against the massive erection. With a slight downward pressure, I slowly took it in, beginning to devour it…

Bai Qi gazed at the little woman on top of him, watching her straddle him, her snow-white, satin-like body spotless, her long, elegant neck delicate and beautiful, seemingly fragile like pure white porcelain… Her exquisite collarbone was slightly exposed, tilted outwards and upwards, tempting his gaze and making him swallow hard… Her round, perky breasts bounced up and down, like two cute, playful little jade rabbits. Her feigned innocence seduced him, making him unable to resist reaching out to firmly grasp them and caress them tenderly… And those two full, blooming red plum blossoms at their tips reminded him of the beautiful scene of searching for plum blossoms in the snow; or like peach blossoms, blooming delicately in the April breeze, full of charm… That slender, soft waist, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, made him want to stroke it… The small, shallow navel opening, like a clear and enchanting spring, made him want to kiss it…

Just as he was lost in her allure, completely oblivious to her, the little person on top of him reached out her soft little hand, her fingertips gently touching his penis. That light, fleeting touch ignited a powerful electric current in his massive member, which shot up to his spine, making him shudder involuntarily. His penis swelled up, and a little fluid seeped from the crevice, utterly wicked. His massive member swelled painfully, yearning to plunge forcefully into her exquisite little hole, to hold it tightly…

Yet, he couldn't bear to part with her soft, delicate, fragrant little hand, like a flower petal. If she could use her hand… it would surely bring him immense pleasure… His thoughts began to wander uncontrollably, images like this flashing through his mind, one after another…

Just then, the little girl grasped his penis, raised her body, aimed it at her flower hole, and slowly, little by little, carefully swallowed it. The warm, wet sensation began slowly from the tip of his penis, millimeter by millimeter, being held by her little hole, sucking and twisting it… This feeling was indescribably blissful, a ecstasy that made his scalp tingle, and waves of electricity surged through his body from their point of connection…

His penis was so enormous that my vagina struggled to contain it. Even though it was already overflowing with fluids, it was still blocking the entrance, unable to go in or out. The massive mushroom tip stood there, tormenting both of us simultaneously.

I breathed shallowly, afraid that any sudden movement would cause even more pain and tearing in my vagina. My slender waist swayed gently, my vagina opening and closing, trying its best to release more fluids to lubricate our union.

"Teacher… I feel so uncomfortable…" His face flushed slightly, his eyes filled with affection as he gazed intently at my body, his hands clenching and unclenching repeatedly… It was clear he was exerting a great deal of effort to control himself, wanting to relinquish control of the movement to me.

Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but soften. I breathed softly, trying to comfort him: "I feel uncomfortable too… wait a minute…"

I braced my hands against his chest, gritted my teeth, and with a "plop," took his entire penis into my mouth.

In that instant, his massive tip slammed into my cervix, slightly parting the surrounding tender flesh, and with a whoosh, it plunged in, forcefully thrusting into untouched territory, leaving its mark domineeringly.

"Ugh..." I cried out, feeling a burning sensation throughout my vagina, filled to bursting with his penis. A tingling, numbing, and aching pleasure spread rapidly throughout my body. A large gush of fragrant, warm, and transparent nectar flowed rapidly from the depths of my flower, washing over his enormous tip...

"Of all the waters in the world, I only drink from you," he confessed, his eyes filled with affection, gazing at me with shimmering autumn water.

Then, seeing my slightly moved expression, he took three or four deep breaths, still unsteady, with an expression of pure bliss, and urged, "Teacher... I'm ready... please continue the lesson."

I struggled to sit up, my fingers gripping his chest tightly, my lower body making small circles, three to the left, three to the right... His soft, full breasts swayed up and down with my movements, his cute, alluring peach blossoms tracing arcs with my movements... The penis inside my vagina began to rub against the deepest part of me with each thrust, like doing a workout inside me...

"You... have you... learned it?" I asked breathlessly.

"Teacher, is the lesson over just like that?" he asked in disbelief.

"Mmm..." I nodded, feeling my breasts nod along with me. My slender waist twitched, my vagina spun, and my penis rubbed hard inside. The large mushroom head rubbed heavily against the soft flesh of my sensitive spot. A wave of pleasure washed over my penis, a surge of intense, pleasurable current swept across my flat stomach, spreading throughout my body.

"Teacher, I've learned it." His voice, which had been clear and pure like a stream, became deep and mellow, like rich, alluring red wine. "Now, teacher, shouldn't you give me time to practice, so I can... apply what I've learned to other situations?" My

beauties, the confused little jujube misspelled the numbers at the end, so let's just leave it at that.

Oh, please forgive me, my darlings.

Chapter 098 ~ Instruction on the Soul-Stirring Lovemaking Positions ~ 5 What

?! ? ? He just said... apply what I've learned to other situations? ?

...Do we have to do it again?

Before I could even process his words, I felt his large, hot, and erect penis withdraw from my body. Before leaving, it deliberately scraped the soft flesh of my sensitive spot, sending a shiver through me, my buttocks clenching slightly, and my toes tensing.

...

As his massive member withdrew, large amounts of vaginal fluid flowed from my slightly swollen vulva, wetting the dense pubic hair where our legs intertwined. The glistening fluid, like diamonds, shone brightly.

"Then please cooperate with me, teacher, and let's try the Tiger Step together," he said, his words seemingly sincere, but his mind was full of malice.

More?

...I was on the verge of tears. I was almost going crazy with pleasure, and so much fluid had flowed—did we really have to continue? My vulva was already slightly swollen; if we continued, would it become a small hole that couldn't close? —I was worried.

But what was the Tiger Step? I only caught a quick glance downstairs before closing the book. I didn't get a proper look. What kind of blush-inducing pose would it be? -- His words have stirred something within me, making me itchy and eager to try it out...

"Teacher, you need to do it like this." Bai Qi picked me up and positioned me face down on the bed, my head resting on the soft pillow. My slender waist resembled a soft, delicate willow branch, so delicate and fragile... My plump, pink, round buttocks, like a ripe peach, were raised high, facing him.

So…he could see everything clearly below, the dense, brown-gold forest dotted with dewdrops…the hidden pink pearl trembled slightly under his gaze, shy and bashful…the swollen, red vulva opened and closed slightly, tightening and loosening…and that mysterious, delicate pink chrysanthemum…

Ugh…so embarrassing…I was about to struggle, trying to get up…

“Teacher, don’t move, you look so beautiful like this…” he exclaimed, mesmerized, while asking, “Teacher, do you know what pose I should strike to match you?”

He cast a fragrant, sweet, and incredibly tempting bait, not believing the silly fish wouldn’t take the bait…

“What pose?” I asked curiously, remaining completely still, waiting for his explanation.

“I should kneel behind you,” he explained as he went, “open your arms and embrace your slender waist, gently caress your flat, soft belly, press my penis against your private parts, and rub it back and forth, again and again…”

“Don’t say anymore…” My face was as red as the most beautiful azalea on a spring mountain, a vibrant, alluring red.

“Yes, ma’am, then I won’t say anything, I’ll just do it, I’ll show you with my actions.” He readily shut up, wickedly understanding.

…

“Senior… um… ha…” I breathed softly, biting my fragrant lower lip, trying to suppress the moans escaping my lips.

Because I couldn’t see, my senses were more acute. I felt his warm, large hands stroking my lower abdomen, bringing waves of heat, which felt very comfortable… The burning, threateningly large member pressed against the entrance of my vagina, probing shallowly and deeply, then lingering on the outside.

The wet, slippery spring water soaked a large area of our lower bodies, glistening like a layer of lovely honey, carrying a refreshing floral scent.

His enormous member was thick and long, posing a great threat to me, making me both expectant and hesitant. I wanted it to ram into me hard, to experience the pleasurable sensation of this new position, yet I feared my slightly swollen vagina couldn't withstand his repeated ravaging…

To do it or not to do it, this was truly a question that had troubled countless people for millennia

…

However, he didn't give me a choice.

The thick, long penis rubbed back and forth against the mysterious crevice, the monstrous shaft brushing against the hidden pink pearl with each stroke, bringing a tingling

, numb sensation. "Teacher, your vaginal fluid is flowing onto my penis, disrupting my movements, making me lose my aim, and I can't reach your pearl. Tell me, what should I do?" He looked extremely distressed, his voice wicked and deep, like fine red wine poured over me.

"My vaginal discharge, wasn't it all your doing?" I muttered under my breath. It's my fault? If you hadn't touched me, would I still be leaking...? I don't even know if this has hurt me... I haven't complained, and you're complaining with that troubled, helpless voice...

“Okay, okay, it’s all my fault. Let me make it up to you. Okay?” he said, as he brought my legs together, clamping his penis between my smooth, tender thighs.

Once we were in position, his throbbing penis eagerly thrust forward, brushing against my sensitive opening, bumping against my hidden clitoris, moving back and forth, constantly advancing and retreating, thoroughly enjoying itself in that delicate, soft place.

The skin between my thighs was seared by his burning, throbbing member; I could feel its terrifyingly thick and long shape, its enormous mushroom-shaped tip, and the repeated friction, igniting a spark of passion.

Her little hole opened and closed, chasing his penis, sucking and trying to hold the thick, long shaft, but being pulled forward, bringing wave after wave of tingling sensations… The hidden pearl wanted to be well hidden, not to be found by the mushroom-shaped tip, yet it also wanted to be rubbed and teased with each stroke… This torturous pleasure made his whole body go numb and weak; yet he couldn’t help but tense up, raising his round buttocks high, clamping his legs tightly, and pointing his toes straight…

“Ugh…so numb…so itchy…” As the penis increased its speed and intensity, with each rub, wave after wave of tormenting pleasure piled up, higher and higher, like the Qiantang River tide, one wave higher than the next, endless…

“Little slut…is it good…hmm?…Do you like me doing this to you…” Bai Qi’s breathing behind him became more and more rapid, constantly asking.

"So good...so good...you're going to wear me down...uh..." I cried out, losing my mind, feeling my body trembling uncontrollably. His huge tip rubbed hard against my slightly swollen, sensitive clitoris, igniting the last spark. A huge wave of pleasure quickly spread throughout my body...My vagina began to contract and tighten uncontrollably, and a gush of spring water sprayed out from the depths of my flower core...

His penis suddenly withdrew, aimed at my spasming vagina, and thrust in heavily, parting the layers of tightly clenched tender flesh, and thrusting hard into my cervix, filling my entire flower core, bringing a tingling sensation that was both painful and pleasurable.

...

"Mmm..." He held her waist tightly, feeling his massive member being gripped tightly by her tight, enchanting vagina, greedily sucking at it, almost crushing it. Warm, lustful fluid gushed from the depths of her soft flower, splashing all over his tip, seeping into his slit, tingling and itching, the immense pleasure making him feel incredibly comfortable. He thrust his penis hard a couple more times, pressing against the softest part of her, trembling slightly as he released a large amount of hot, white semen...

I lay limply on the bed, unable to move, his slightly throbbing penis still inside my vagina, a feeling of fullness and satisfaction, my vagina swollen, my lower abdomen swollen, unable to hold any more of his semen...

I opened my small mouth, moving weakly, my voice very faint: "Senior, I'm so tired, so sleepy, quickly... pull your huge thing out of my vagina... out..." At the end, my low, clear, slightly magnetic voice was almost inaudible.

My eyelids are so heavy... I can't keep them open...

In less than two seconds, I fell into a deep sleep, lost in a dream.

Bai Qi carefully and slowly withdrew his penis from Qiangwei's body, watching the cloudy white fluid slowly flow from her swollen and slightly open vulva. His eyes darkened, his breathing became slightly rapid, and he reached out a finger, touched it, and tried to calm his rapid breathing, suppressing the slight desire rising within him. His thin lips parted slightly: "Teacher, you still owe me three more times." His voice was like a babbling brook, flowing slowly down from the distant Changbai Mountain, mysterious and far-reaching, very melodious.

He paused, looking at the little girl who had fallen asleep immediately from exhaustion, listening to her even breathing, and smiled slightly: "Qiangwei, whether you forgive me or not, I will never let go again." His voice was calm and collected, yet it carried an unparalleled determination and resolve.

He lowered his head and touched her bright red lips, as delicate as flower petals. "Rose, I love you. I will stay with you forever, never leaving you, always by your side, always protecting you." He

tenderly made a lifelong vow, but the sleeping little one didn't hear it. Instead, she thought his kiss was like a mosquito's buzz, impatiently raising her little hand and swatting it away before turning over and continuing her sleep.

He smiled helplessly, lying down beside her, pulling her into his arms with one hand and gently placing the other under her slender neck... Adjusting his position, his dark eyes fixed on the sleeping little one. After a while, he gradually drifted off to sleep... 02-05
Chapter 099 ~ A Dream That Seems Real and Unreal

She seemed to have disappeared... He couldn't find her anywhere.

-- No calls from her, and she didn't answer his calls either. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.

This feeling was just like three years ago, after the college entrance exam, when she suddenly disappeared from his world. She cut him off completely.

…

If her actions back then were understandable—after all, he hadn't explicitly stated his gender, intentionally or unintentionally deceiving her.

But why this time?

—They had finally established a relationship, the two of them sweet and deeply in love. Why had she disappeared again?

Zhaojun frowned, suppressing his agitated thoughts, patiently analyzing the situation, following the clues, bit by bit.

He clearly remembered that since their flirtatious phone call that night, she had vanished without a trace. He

only learned from his aunt today that the day after he left, she had ended her internship early and returned to school to prepare for her postgraduate entrance exam…

—She hadn't even told him… How disobedient! She should be punished properly, he should grab her little bottom and give her a good spanking.

—It's unlikely that she immediately threw herself into studying, becoming too focused and forgetting his existence.

—Then… such a long period of no contact must mean she encountered some difficult problem.

—Yes, that eerie campus must be fraught with danger, and there's that annoying, troublesome student council president, Bai Qi…

Ripples spread across his bright, watery eyes… He lovingly stroked the panties in his hand, stained with dark red, long-congealed blood—the panties he'd found rummaged through the blankets on her dormitory bed…

He missed her so much.

However, this troublesome goose didn't know how to take care of herself, always confused and disoriented, ignoring his long wait.

He truly hoped the goose would cleverly avoid Bai Qi's advances, stay far away from him, focus on her studies at school, and soon return to his Zhaojun's embrace.

…

Unfortunately, he couldn't spare the time… Otherwise, he should be by her side every second, taking care of her, just like in high school…

But those beautiful days would come soon. Just one more year.

Time flies. A year is but a blink of an eye.

...

Surrounded by swirling mist, a hazy, white expanse...I seemed to have fallen back into that mysterious dream from before.

After standing still for a while, the scene around me gradually became clearer. I stood before an oval bronze mirror, beside me a set of elegant and exquisite antique wooden furniture, a graceful and alluring chaise lounge, a pear blossom bed carved with phoenixes, layers of crimson silk curtains lifted and hooked, and layers of crimson sheets embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water piled high.

I looked up at the mirror and was momentarily stunned.

The little figure in the mirror looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate and beautiful face, and slender, willow-leaf eyebrows like wisps of smoke; her almond-shaped eyes were bright and sparkling; her high nose bridge and slightly upturned tip were adorable; her soft, pink lips, like flower petals, resembled a vibrant, ripe cherry; her small, pointed chin was exquisitely charming; her hair was piled high on her head, held up by a jeweled phoenix crown, large pearls radiating a soft luster that complemented the finest icy jade, while smaller, round pearls strung together in fine threads, cascading down smoothly, slightly obscuring her face and swaying gently with her movements.

It was truly…exhausting. This heavy headdress weighed down my neck, making it ache, and I could barely straighten up.

"Miss, quickly put on the red veil, the groom is here to fetch you!" A hurried voice rang out, and a red veil fell onto my phoenix crown, completely obscuring my vision. A vibrant red veil obscured everything, leaving only a small patch of ground near my toes.

A strange, faint joy welled up inside me, a mixture of eager anticipation and lingering reluctance.

"Miss, let me help you out." A pair of strong, powerful hands took my arm and led me towards the door.

I was puzzled. When had my frail, delicate maid, Yuanyang, become so strong? Could she really carry me?

Before I could ponder this, we reached the doorway. A pair of large, broad hands reached out, gently taking my small hand and holding it tightly. A warm feeling washed over me. His hands were calloused, likely from years of martial arts training and swordplay.

He patiently and gently helped me into the sedan chair, then turned and mounted his horse.

With the sounds of suonas and drums, the wedding procession played festive music. Accompanied by two beautiful lion dancers, the overseas Chinese was carried away slowly.

...

How strange, I shook my head, hearing the clinking of pearl chains. I was confused. How could I suddenly be getting married? Was this a dream? But...it felt terrifyingly real. A sense of satisfaction welled up inside me

, a feeling that my long-cherished wish was finally about to be fulfilled. The day had finally come to marry the one I loved. An indescribable sweetness made me smile.

...

Unconsciously, the sedan chair stopped. Three golden arrows with flaming fletchings shot swiftly towards the sedan chair, landing precisely on the wooden frame by the window. Amid cheers from the crowd, the sedan chair curtain was lifted. A pair of warm, large hands grasped my small hand, forcefully pulling me out of the sedan chair. They led me easily across the blazing brazier, over the horse carcass symbolizing family peace, and into the main hall.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth!!" He squeezed my hand, gesturing for me to bow, and I obediently complied.

He seemed satisfied and pulled me around.

"Second bow to the parents!!" I squeezed his hand in return and obediently bowed.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!!" I felt his large hand withdraw, so I turned to face him, smiled, and bowed.

"Little brother, your bride has bowed to me, performed the husband and wife bow... then she is my wife today." A clear, deep voice rang out, indescribably alluring and wicked.

I was startled and couldn't help but raise my small hand to pull back the red veil in front of me. I froze, my smile vanished, and my almond-shaped eyes widened, misty with tears—before me, in the direction where my husband and I had just bowed to each other, stood a handsome and tall man with delicate features, like someone who had stepped out of a landscape painting. He looked somewhat like my beloved Bai Lu, but his dark, starry eyes seemed to see right through me.

He was…

I took a step back in shock, my back pressed against a warm, broad chest, and my red lips parted slightly as I softly called out, “Bai Qi!!”

Chapter 100 ~ Unresolved Love, Tangled in Reason

“Bai Qi!!” I opened my eyes abruptly, my heart still pounding. I couldn't help but place my small hand on my chest, trying to calm the waves of palpitations.

“Rose, did you call me?” The owner of the warm body pressed against me seemed to be awakened by my movement and asked lazily.

"Senior?" I was genuinely startled and quickly turned around to see him sleeping behind me, his entire body pressed against the edge of the bed. It seemed that one careless turn would send him tumbling off.

...

How could I encounter him both in my dreams and in reality? He

held me so tightly, leaving me with no freedom whatsoever, like a fish in a tank, a bird in a cage, constantly watched, with no space of my own.

A sudden, inexplicable feeling of disgust washed over me, and I couldn't resist it.

...

I lowered my head, speechless, my mood extremely bad from the two frights. Coupled with the chaotic thoughts I'd just had, I couldn't help but get up, wanting to escape.

As soon as I stood up, my legs trembled slightly, my waist ached, and my body went limp, sliding back to the floor.

"Careful!!" A cry of alarm rang out as his large hands caught me firmly, helping me sit up on the edge of the bed.

He picked up the clothes from the floor, carefully selected a bra, and put it on me, encasing my full, round, white breasts in the pale yellow cups. His large hands lingered languidly over my ample bosom for a moment, then he picked out pale yellow panties, squatted down, and coaxed, "Rose, be good, lift your feet and open the door..."

I couldn't help but laugh. My earlier bad mood vanished without a trace after his teasing.

I lifted my feet, letting him pull on the panties for me, slowly putting them on.

Suddenly, he paused, his eyes darkening, staring intently at my private parts, slightly stunned.

"Pervert!!" I glanced at him helplessly, muttering to myself: It's not like I haven't seen it before, I've done it so many times, and he still looks so dazed...

My lower abdomen tightened, and a warm flow slowly trickled down from the depths of my flower. I was startled, and looked down, following his gaze. Bright red blood flowed from my vagina, staining his light-colored sheets like delicate red plum blossoms. My vagina, like a blooming tulip, opened and closed slightly. Unconsciously, it squeezed, and a large gush of blood gushed out...

"Ugh... you went too deep, you thrust too hard, you made me bleed..." I complained pitifully, my voice thick with tears, accusing him of his brutality.

"Rose, I didn't do this." He stroked my hair, pointing out the fact with a helpless expression: "You... seem to... have your period."

Ah? Oh... I suddenly realized, no wonder I was in such a bad mood when I woke up... So, it was a sign that good things were coming.

I lay on the bed, watching him bustling about, rummaging through things, until he pulled out a pack of sanitary napkins from some corner and handed it to me, his face flushed with embarrassment.

...

In the brief moment he turned away, I quickly changed into the sanitary napkin, picked up my tattered pale yellow dress, and felt a deep sense of regret. My favorite dress, ruined just like that.

"I really wish my little brother were like that sanitary napkin on your underwear, always so close to you, feeling the warmth of your vagina, catching the fluids flowing from there..." He turned his head and sighed softly.

I smiled slightly and readily agreed, "Okay, and then in four hours, I'll change into a new one and throw your little brother in the bathroom trash can."

...

It was the first time I'd seen a faint blush appear on Bai Qi's face...

That pale red color, like a petal gently falling, slowly sank into the depths of my heart.

...

Because I had no clothes with me, I couldn't go out. But I couldn't stay here all day either.

Just as I was agonizing over this, Bai Qi stepped forward, easily picked me up, and draped my pale yellow dress over me, barely covering my naked body. He then gracefully and leisurely walked down the stairs.

Just as I reached the second set of rosewood steps, I saw Bai Lu lazily leaning against the first-floor railing, his phoenix eyes, half-smiling, half-amused as he stared at me. He shook his head and said, "Wife, I told you not to go up there! You didn't listen to my advice, and now you've suffered a great loss."

I turned my head away, ignoring him. I knew perfectly well that if he hadn't dropped that book and it hadn't hit me, I wouldn't have gone to read it. If I hadn't been unable to find the restroom on the first floor, I wouldn't have climbed the stairs to the second floor.

These two were clearly in cahoots, yet they both loved to feign innocence.

"Your wife?" Bai Qi smiled slightly, saying casually, "The one who bowed to her during the wedding ceremony, wasn't it me? I should be the one calling her 'wife.'"

"Waaah...wife, my cousin is bullying me!" Bai Lu whimpered twice, about to pounce on me.

Bai Qi subtly dodged, skillfully avoiding him, making him miss his target.

"Go get the car, we'll wait for you here. Park at the door, otherwise, once we're outside, other people will really see Qiangwei," he said.

Bai Lu rushed to me, took my small hand, and gently kissed it before willingly turning away.

Bai Qi carried me, slowly walking to the bookshelf where I had been standing, pointing to the piles of graduate school entrance exam books on the shelf, his chin slightly raised: "These are all the books you need for your graduate school entrance exam. In a couple of days, I'll pick out a few for you to focus on."

"Okay," I replied sweetly, nestled in his arms. Thinking of his thoughtfulness, I couldn't help but smile sweetly.

"Rose, be good, take that book home," he said, tilting his head slightly and gesturing with his lips.

"Which one?" I looked in the direction he pointed, and all I could see were books. Which one was he referring to?

"The Complete Guide to Ancient Eastern Sexual Positions," he said, smiling faintly, seemingly casually teasing, "I thought we were on the same wavelength."

I glanced at him, thinking: I'd rather not have that kind of understanding. Thinking this, I reached out and hugged his neck, smiling brightly at him, defiantly saying, "I don't have any free hands either."

He just smiled without saying a word. Suddenly, he forcefully threw me upwards, and with a scream, caught me, draping me over his strong shoulder, stretching out his arm and deftly picking up the heavy book.

Hanging on his shoulder, I felt my head sink, my blood rushing downwards, and I couldn't help but feel dizzy, my head throbbing, very uncomfortable.

"Senior, I feel so uncomfortable..." Ugh, he's taking advantage of a girl on her period... My lower abdomen feels dull and tight, a sharp pain shooting through me, and then a gush of warm fluid flows out.

"Here." He handed me the book, and after I held it securely, he gently lifted me off his shoulder, tenderly holding me in his arms, softly comforting me, "Rose, I'm giving you this book for your own good, aren't I? If I didn't, you wouldn't be able to satisfy

me during this time, since you're not feeling well." He left the question unsaid, slyly leaving it unsaid.

...

I snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, hugged the book, and let him carry me out of the bookstore.

Strolling along the path lined with roses, I felt a little shy, as if the trembling flowers weren't dancing in the breeze, but rather secretly laughing, watching my languid state after being so thoroughly pampered by Bai Qi.

Especially that thorny yellow rose, swaying dramatically from side to side with that laugh.

"Hmph, laugh again, and a gust of wind will blow you all away." I glanced at him, then looked away, silently cursing in my heart. I smugly snuggled into Bai Qi's arms and closed my eyes to rest.

Before I'd taken more than a few steps, Bai Lu was already waiting in the car. Seeing us approach, she opened the back door, and Bai Qi gently helped me in before getting in himself.

The car slowly started moving.

Through the rearview mirror, Bai Lu saw the book in my hand and teased with a mischievous grin, "Wife, after reading this, you've fallen in love with it? So eager to take it home and study it properly?"

"Hmph!" I swung the thick book, softly throwing it at Bai Qi. "You wanted to read it yourself, here you go."

"Wife, you seem very irritable today. Are you feeling unwell?" Bai Lu asked attentively.

"Mmm," I hummed lazily. He shouldn't have said anything, because once he did, I felt the dullness and cramping in my lower abdomen even more clearly. A warm flow gushed from the center of my vagina, staining the sanitary napkin.

It's only the first day, and I'm already bleeding like a river; one sanitary napkin definitely won't be enough. I feel completely soaked now

…

Sure enough, when we got off the bus, the light-colored cushion under my bottom was stained crimson when Bai Qi picked me up. Even when he held me, he couldn't escape getting a few drops of red blood on his clothes.

Bai Lu suddenly realized, his dewy eyes staring intently at me, as clear and bright as sparkling gems. He smiled and said, “Wife, I'm very good at massage. I'll show you my skills later. I'll give you a good service.”

I couldn't help but smile broadly; Bai Lu was so adorable. He seemed like an innocent and cute young male prostitute, yet also like a gentle and weak female. Children are just so cute.

“Bai Lu, how old are you this year?” I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Me? My wife, guess." He smiled slightly, like a spring breeze that had brought a hundred flowers to bloom.

"Seventeen or eighteen? You're not an adult yet, are you?" I looked him up and down. He was tall, about 1.82 meters, with a slightly youthful face and soft, pearly skin.

"My wife has a sharp eye, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Your husband is only eighteen, a delicate flower in full bloom." His eyes suddenly sparkled, rippling like autumn water, waves of allure washing over me, as if saying, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, for they will soon be gone." He was silently urging me to pluck him, to pluck him... using every seductive trick in the book.

I savored his words, laughing so hard I couldn't stand up straight, rolling around in Bai Qi's arms. Luckily, he held me tightly, or I would have fallen and crashed to the ground.

With great difficulty, I suppressed a laugh and parted my lips slightly: "White Egret, you're so young, why don't you be my little brother? Don't call me 'wife' all day and night, or outsiders will think I'm abducting a minor."

The address in the dream was just an illusion; I couldn't joke like that in reality. Otherwise, though I meant it, he would take it to heart. He always called me that, and I took it seriously, unable to stop. What should I do?

"Wife, don't you want me..." His bright eyes suddenly dimmed, filled with a misty fog, looking utterly pitiful, like a small animal abandoned, with waves of emptiness within them...

He murmured, "I've searched for you for so long, so very long, and finally found you, but you don't remember me anymore, and you don't want me anymore either..." His voice was very low and soft, almost inaudible.

But for some reason, I could easily understand his heartbreak.

Seeing his distraught expression, my heart ached slightly, as if an invisible needle was pricking me, each prick drawing bright red blood, causing me excruciating pain.

Without thinking, I blurted out, "Bai Lu, it's not what you think. How could I not want you... I'm a serious person, and when you call me that, I take it seriously... You're still young, you should find a girl younger than you... that would be more suitable..."

"Qiangwei, I only want you. Don't talk about being suitable or not... If you don't want to hurt me, don't tell me to find someone else... understand?" He earnestly instructed me, then smiled through his tears, as if his previous heartbreak was just a fleeting moment.

"Mm." I nodded, snuggling back into Bai Qi's arms, trying to sort out the inexplicable sadness, reluctance, and lingering feelings in my heart, but the more I tried, the more tangled and confused I became.

Looking up, I saw Bai Qi's dark, warm eyes fixed on me, calmly listening to my conversation with Bai Lu, without saying a word, silently holding me tighter, giving me space to breathe.

Their gazes lingered for a moment, then Bai Qi smiled gently and asked tenderly, "Are you tired? Shall I carry you upstairs to rest for a while?"

Seeing me nod slightly, he slowly moved, carrying me steadily.

...

Closing my eyes, I couldn't help but wonder, was the person holding me really the same evil Bai Qi who had devised the twin erotic game?

This gentle, affectionate, and considerate feeling just like him.

Who...is he?

He is...Bai Qi...

Chapter 101 Learning from Books, Practicing in Reality~1

During my period, I felt unwell, with cramps in my lower abdomen and profuse bleeding.

So, I stayed at Bai Qi's house for a whole week.

During this time, I was confined to this villa by two anxious men. Specifically, my activity area was limited to this room on the second floor. The only thing I was allowed to do was lie obediently in bed and rest.

At school, Bai Qi personally took care of me, asking for leave and telling me not to worry.

My stomach felt heavy, and my lower back ached.

Bai Qi personally prepared all three meals a day and brought them to me, watching me eat with a beaming smile, taking meticulous care of me. —He was practically ready to sit beside me with a spoon and feed me tenderly.

However, seeing Bailu's eager expression, I thought, perhaps he really wanted to try... But I wouldn't give him the chance

...

I slowly finished the last bite of red date and longan porridge, handed the bowl to Baiqi who was waiting beside me, licked my lips, savored it for a moment, and said, "Senior, your cooking skills are getting better and better. This porridge is perfectly blended with the rice, smooth and creamy, with a silky base that's thin but not thin, sticky but not mushy, fragrant and delicious, melting in your mouth."

Baiqi smiled and took the bowl, leaned forward, and quickly kissed my red lips, licking them passionately. Then he pulled them apart slightly, gazed at me, and said with a double meaning, "Your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, it's so irresistible."

My face flushed red. Bailu was still right next to me, and he was kissing me so brazenly... I secretly glanced at Bailu with my almond-shaped eyes. He was staring at me with eyes full of longing, looking both drooling and pitiful.

Poor thing, if he wanted to eat so much, he should have said so earlier, I would have shared half with him.

...

After breakfast, Bai Qi left to go to school for class, busy with the student council's heavy workload.

I leaned against the edge of the bed, watching a Taiwanese idol drama on Hunan TV out of boredom.

The door opened silently, and Bai Lu walked in with a book. My eyes lit up, and I quickly sat up, my almond-shaped eyes gazing at him with watery eyes.

He walked to my bedside, spread the book out on the bedside table, "The Complete Book of Ancient Eastern Sexual Knowledge"—it was dazzling and eye-catching. I immediately turned off the TV and pounced on him...

A couple of days ago, he brought back some important graduate school entrance exam review books, sat on the edge of the bed, and patiently explained them to me.

Seeing me nod as if I understood, he extended his long, slender fingers and tapped my forehead, picking out a book with a red cover. He said, "Rose, you should read this little red book on politics first. It's still early; if the review period is too long, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it. This book is very good; this year's edition hasn't come out yet, so you can flip through last year's book first—the changes won't be too significant."

It was the weekend, and he stayed home with me, intently watching me study politics for two days—this cramming session had left me dizzy and my head pounding, my mind filled with Marxist philosophy, Marxist political economy, and the system of socialism with Chinese characteristics… I would analyze whether something was due to internal or external factors…

Bailu watched with great concern, but couldn't interfere, so she could only bring me tea and water, occasionally offering a small snack to keep me well-fed.

After this period of "companionship through hardship," we developed a deep feeding relationship… no, a good cooperative partnership. We

shared both joy and sorrow, a feeling of mutual appreciation.

So, as soon as Bai Qi left, we immediately embarked on our wicked path, found the thick book we'd brought back earlier, and, with perfect understanding, both lay down on the edge of the bed, facing the book, and stretched out our wicked claws…

“Bai Lu, look, ancient postures all liked to be named after animals, like ‘Dragon Turns,’ ‘Phoenix Soars,’ ‘Tiger Steps,’ ‘Ape Fights,’ ‘Fish Catches Scales…” I commented as I read, my voice growing softer and softer, involuntarily recalling the scenes of Bai Qi pinning me down on the bamboo bed… My face flushed, and I lowered my head, desperately trying to suppress the erotic thoughts that filled my mind.

The person beside me didn't move, so I looked over curiously. I saw Bai Lu staring blankly at the book, lost in thought. To be so

distracted by a book like this… his mind must be filled with erotic images…

I ignored him and continued reading.

A slender, fair hand turned a page, and I leaned closer to look. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, they can do it on a swing? It feels so elegant, like clothes fluttering in the wind..."

I turned another page, glanced at it, and couldn't help but continue to marvel, "Wow, I didn't know ancient lovemaking positions were so diverse! Not only are there pictures of using hands, but there are also pictures of women using their feet to help men..." I've really learned something new.

"Is it novel? Well... my wife, shall we try it?" He suddenly came to his senses and suggested.

"Try what?" I continued to turn the page, still marveling, "Look, there are even pictures of half-body intercourse, the man's penis inserted into the woman's breast... Hmm? What did you just say??" Suddenly there was silence beside me. I curiously turned my head and bumped into his forehead with a thud, the impact stinging painfully.

"Ouch..." Tears welled up in my eyes from the pain, and I opened my mouth to cry out, "You're so close to me... ugh ugh ugh..." What are you doing... The rest of the words were still unspoken. A soft, moist tongue slipped into my mouth, hooking onto my tongue and caressing it incessantly.

...What's happening? I was a little dazed, looking at Bai Lu's handsome face magnified up close. His beautiful phoenix eyes were gently closed, his long, thick, curled eyelashes like a crescent-shaped fan, trembling slightly and obscuring his dewy eyes.

That continuous moisture now overflowed into my mouth.

The nimble tongue tip slipped through my pearly white teeth, licked and kissed my soft palate, teased my suspended tongue, identified my tongue, hooked it up, and gently caressed it, circling and intertwining it, refusing to let go. A large amount of nectar was stirred out, slowly flowing down the dance of our tongues.

"Mmm..." This long, sweet kiss made it hard for me to breathe. I tried to break free, but his hands held me tightly, preventing me from moving. He sucked on my nectar, taking deep sips and shallow sips, as if savoring fine wine, enjoying it immensely and unwilling to let go.

"Huff..." Finally managing to breathe freely, I gasped for air. I glanced at him resentfully with my almond-shaped eyes, and said with utter grievance, "Bai Lu, you can't tease your sister like that."

A young man who has just come of age needs to be patiently taught, not yelled at or shouted at, otherwise it will backfire. I was careless just now; I shouldn't have read this book with him. After all, he's a fully grown boy...

"Wife... I am your husband." He stubbornly corrected me, "You can call me husband, or you can call me husband. But you can't call me brother."

"Bai Lu..." I started to speak, but he interrupted me.

"Husband, husband or husband, you choose one." He looked at me firmly.

See, kids are all so stubborn and extreme. I felt a little helpless.

"Okay, Bai... um..."

Chapter 102 Learning from books, practicing in reality.

A pair of rosy lips sealed my lips and teeth. His nimble tongue, like a snake, quickly darted into my mouth, entwining with my tongue with utmost tenderness, licking it back and forth and left and right with reluctance, like a greedy little cat grabbing its favorite little fish, wanting to swallow it whole, yet unwilling to let go...

"Ugh..." Unable to catch my breath, my face flushed red. I pushed against his chest with my small hands, forcefully pushing his body away, escaping the passionate egret.

"Huff...huff..." I gasped for breath, my almond-shaped eyes gazing at him with watery eyes, silently accusing him, "Don't kiss me. I'm yours..."

But these tender, watery eyes seemed to have the opposite effect—seeing his cherry-blossom-like red lips about to fall again, I quickly looked away, burying my face in his chest, refusing to lift my head.

I kept muttering to myself: He's clearly younger than me, so why am I the one who's lost at this moment?

...

"Wife, let's try something?" he coaxed patiently.

"Try what?" Still with my face buried deep in his chest, still in a shy, dazed state, I asked casually, somewhat puzzled.

"This..." He picked up the thick book from before, opened it, and placed it in front of me, his long, handsome index finger gently touching the pictures inside.

My gaze swept over, and in an instant, my face flushed crimson, like a fiery sunset. He wanted me to use my hand… for him…

“How about this?” His slender fingers wickedly flipped the page, pointing to another picture.

“No!” I shook my head violently, strongly objecting. This was even worse—how could he make me use… the softness of my chest… for him…?

“Then… how about this?” He compromised, pointing to a picture on the previous page. “How about that?” His voice was ethereal, like a white cloud in the sky, drifting gently in my heart, tickling me, impossible to shake off. My

large almond-shaped eyes quickly scanned the direction of his finger, my heart already filled with countless sweet words, and I unconsciously responded with a soft, “Mmm.”

“My wife, you’re so good to me.” He happily pounced on me on the bed, like a clingy little animal, rubbing against me, sending waves of shivering tingles through me. "

...

What are you doing?" A deep, mellow voice, like fine red wine, rang out. I froze, staring in disbelief at the doorway—Bai Qi was there silently, calmly leaning against the door, watching us on the bed with a half-smile, his expression indifferent and composed, as if everything was under his control.

"...Senior?" The sudden shock startled me, and I panicked for a moment, like a child who had done something wrong, staring at him helplessly, completely forgetting to push Bai Lu off me first.

"Bai Lu, how long are you going to stay like this?" Bai Qi walked in slowly, standing by the bed, picking up the thick book on the bed with his right hand and flipping through it casually.

"I won't get up, I just won't get up. Cousin, you just know how to bully me..." Bai Lu clung tightly to my clothes, sticking to me, rubbing against me, refusing to get up.

This close contact felt like a hot, hard, massive object was slowly pressing against my lower abdomen, threateningly barking—this was… I turned my head away shyly, my eyes unfocused, not daring to look at the white egret on top of me, and secretly gave the white unicorn a pitiful look, as if pleading for help.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, and I could clearly feel a warm flow overflowing from my flower-like opening with the white egret's movements, soaking the soft, white sanitary napkin. I slightly curled my legs up, trying to resist the sudden pain.

"Wife, is your stomach hurting again?" Bailu keenly noticed my subtle movement and quickly got up, placing his warm hands on my lower abdomen. He massaged it with moderate pressure, gently kneading it up and down, clockwise and slow. The warmth from his hands gradually penetrated my cold abdomen, easing the cramps...

Watching Qiangwei's brows gradually relax, her clenched hands loosen, and a comfortable and contented expression replace her previous tension and discomfort... Those large hands, seemingly casually, yet very seriously, were kneading her lower abdomen with abandon...

--The tacit understanding that these two have cultivated over the past few days has become so profound? ...The rose accepted the egret's caresses so comfortably...such intimate body language...

Bai Qi watched, a strange feeling rising in his heart, as if the delicate flower he had carefully nurtured and cherished was about to be snatched away by someone else right before his eyes...

Ignoring the slight sourness in his heart, he discreetly observed: the book he had previously suggested bringing back—"The Complete Guide to Ancient Eastern Sexual Positions"—lay open beside the bed—these past two days, they had closed the door... A man and a woman, alone in a room, were actually studying this book. In this sweltering heat, two dry tinderboxes ignited, and sparks of passion flew...

He couldn't resist any longer. He took two steps forward, picked up the book, glanced at it casually, and his heart gradually calmed down. A bright smile appeared on his lips, and his starry eyes shone like the brightest morning star in the sky...

Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: It seems that Bai Lu hasn't gotten his hands on me yet... Oh right, and Rose is menstruating, so he can only look on, not touch her...

"Wife, how are you feeling?" Bai Lu asked while massaging her. With his movements, a warm current gradually rose in my lower abdomen. I lay lazily on the bed, nodded, and gave him an affirmative smile. "Husband, your skills are getting better and better. In the future, we can open a massage parlor, and I guarantee that customers will come in droves..." All for your handsome looks.

I swallowed the rest of my words sensibly, and paused, realizing that I had just spontaneously called him "husband"... I slightly raised my almond-shaped eyes and glanced at Bai Qi standing beside me.

He seemed very focused on the book... Sensing my gaze, he raised an eyebrow and smiled gently, a smile that held a subtle allure, like a delicate fragrance, or a soft little hand that gently grasped me.

His lips parted slightly, silently uttering eight words: "Little vixen, I...want...you..."

...

Chapter 103 Learning from Books, Practicing in Reality

Watching those pale lips rise and fall silently, exuding irresistible allure… coupled with Bai Lu's rhythmic, gentle massage, I felt an electric current surge up my back, rushing through my entire body, as if… every bone in my body was tingling with pleasure. My hidden flower-like opening opened and closed slightly, contracting and releasing another stream of vibrant red fluid.

Bai Qi and Bai Lu, those two are born devils…

I can't afford to mess with them, so I'll just avoid them.

I withdrew my gaze, trying my best to remain calm and collected, refusing to look at them. My large, watery eyes slowly closed; I was so sleepy…

In my daze, I seemed to hear two people talking, the sound of a door opening and closing. I groggily opened my eyes and saw Bai Qi's delicate and handsome face magnified before me—these past few days, Senior Bai Qi seemed much more haggard. Looking at him up close, I could clearly see the fine blood vessels under his eyes, the dark circles under his eyes, and the dark stubble on his smooth, creamy skin…

“Senior, you have a pleasant fragrance.” I reached out and touched his stubble. A sharp pain shot through my soft fingertips, but I continued stroking it back and forth, feeling a strange pang of heartache. My lips parted slightly, and I softly asked, “Senior Bai Qi, may I shave you?”

"Rose, want to shave me?" He pondered for a moment, looked at me intently, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "It's not impossible, but this disheveled appearance is all because of you."

"Me?" I looked at him, puzzled.

"Every night, a captivating little fox spirit nestles in my arms, restlessly writhing, her soft body rubbing against me, keeping me awake all night." He complained as if in great distress, but a doting smile played on his lips, his dark eyes sparkling like beautiful, black glass beads.

...I was speechless, and helplessly lowered my head. Senior Bai Qi's sharp tongue could truly bring the dead back to life and turn black into white.

For the past two nights, half an hour before falling asleep, Bai Qi and Bai Lu stood on either side of the bed, like two great Buddhas, silently gazing at me.

On the left, Bai Qi stood ramrod straight, his eyes deep and dark, vast and boundless like the deep sky, his domineering gaze landing on me without restraint, declaring his ownership.

On the right, Bai Lu leaned lazily against the edge of the bed, her gaze distant and lingering, like a softly blooming datura, gentle and alluring, staring intently at me, captivating my gaze and refusing to let go, a silent plea.

What... what are they going to do? Fight? The atmosphere is so tense. I looked around and started to shoo them away: "I want to sleep."

"Rose, if you're sleepy, go to bed early," Bai Qi said.

"Wife, I'm sleepy too, I'll sleep with you," Bai Lu said.

The two remained motionless, showing no intention of getting up to leave. I closed my eyes, and could almost hear the crackling of sparks colliding in the air...

Ha... It's so late, I'm really sleepy. I let out an unseemly yawn and decided to ignore these two giants.

But the glaring light, and the numbing gaze... I opened my eyes, sighed, and patted the space beside me, suggesting, "Come on up. Let's sleep together." -- The bed's big enough anyway.

Within three seconds, the light went out, and I sank in beside two warm bodies pressed against me. A heavy hand on my left rested on my breasts, while a heavy thigh on my right pressed down on my legs...

...

"Rose, I want it too." Bai Qi's wet, thin lips whispered in my ear, his words incredibly seductive and domineering.

"Want what?" I looked at him, completely bewildered.

"--This." A magnified picture appeared before me: a pair of soft, white breasts, a deep cleavage between them, and a man's thick, purplish-black member...

This is... half-body intercourse?

Her face flushed crimson, as if fireworks had suddenly lit up, her eyes darting shyly, her pearly white teeth biting her soft red lips…

“Is it okay?” Bai Qi pulled me into his arms, his strong chest and arms enveloping me tightly. He didn’t move, his breathing becoming rapid. I could feel his lower body, a thick, long, rod-like object slowly rising, rubbing gently against my lower abdomen through my clothes—growing longer… harder… hotter…

“No… don’t…” Her voice was low and almost inaudible, her face desperately turned down, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, refusing to look at him.

This action caused my gaze to collide directly with his erect member, trembling slightly and menacingly through the thin nightgown.

"Senior?" Sensing his departure, I watched him quickly remove his pajamas, climb naked onto the bed, and his massive, purplish-black member peeked out from the dense forest, greeting me without any cover, bouncing with his movements—indescribably adorable.

He leaned in, one large hand sliding down my lower abdomen, touching the thick layer of panty liner through my underwear, then withdrawing with some disappointment. His other hand swiftly unbuttoned my shirt, revealing skin as smooth as white jade, the beautiful collarbone faintly visible, and two soft, full mounds obediently nestled in a rose-red bra, their plump, white flesh revealing rounded curves, almost bursting

forth. Bai Qi's dark eyes deepened, two flames igniting in the center of his starry pupils as he stared intently at the deep cleavage, his breathing becoming more rapid, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Staring at me with his burning gaze, I tried to cover myself with my hands, but he grabbed them tightly as soon as I raised them. His large hand mischievously pulled my hands up above my head, causing my body to arch slightly, making my ample breasts even more prominent. My sensitive skin, unable to withstand his gaze, flushed a pale pink, reflecting in his eyes like delicate peach blossom petals, beautiful and alluring.

He lowered his head, pressing his face against my breasts, rubbing it incessantly. His raw stubble brushed against my tender skin, bringing waves of pain and tingling sensations. Electric shocks coursed through my back, spreading throughout my body, making my vagina even hotter and wetter, as if a constant flow of heat was surging, wave after wave of flushing.

"Senior, no… this hurts…" Like a bound lamb, I struggled in his arms, trying to break free from his piercing touch.

At the base of my tender, pink thighs, a huge, hard, and burning object, like an iron rod, bounced with my movements, its heat clamoring and threatening, arousing a tingling, itchy sensation that made my bones feel numb.

"Little fox, will you agree?" he wickedly increased the force of his rubbing, relentlessly pressing me.

Chapter 104 Learning from Books, Practicing in Reality

"Little fox, okay?" Bai Qi threatened me wickedly, his stubble brushing against my soft chest, bringing waves of stinging pain.

"Mmm." Unable to dodge backward, I reluctantly responded with a wronged sound.

His large hands released my hands, gently touching the spot he had just pinched, then began to slide down, reaching my high, full breasts, eagerly caressing them, lingering on the delicate skin, stroking back and forth, as if attracted by the jelly-like, elastic skin, playing with it greedily.

His other large hand smoothly unhooked the bra, and two previously restrained breasts sprang free, bouncing slightly clockwise. Delicate pink buds bloomed gently at their full tips—a shy, budding flower, trembling quietly under the sudden chill and the burning gaze, slowly, imperceptibly, rose and spread…until fully open, proudly blossoming under his gaze.

“So lovely,” he couldn’t help but exclaim, his nimble tongue dabbing at the pink stamen.

"Mmm..." A tingling sensation traveled from the tip of his tongue, spreading down my full breasts to my lower abdomen, a surge of indescribable heat rising in my vagina.

"I love you so much." He gazed intently at the pink tip, confessing his love to the two blooming pink blossoms.

"Pfft, the little thing is so cute, trembling slightly in response. So impatient? Well then, shall I swallow you whole?" He muttered to himself, amusing himself—asking with feigned politeness, like a refined gentleman.

"Don't rush, don't rush, it's coming." He soothed me while opening his thin lips, taking me in and sucking hard. A current of electricity flowed from his lips and tongue to my full breasts, the tingling sensation making me involuntarily thrust my breasts forward, pushing them further into his mouth.

His nimble tongue hooked onto my nipple, tracing delicate counter-clockwise circles, occasionally touching it lightly, bringing a moist heat and waves of indescribable tingling sensations. My tender pink nipple became even more sensitive between his lips and teeth, trembling and swelling. His

wicked lips and teeth nibbled incessantly, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, playing with it with great pleasure. With his sucking, a feeling of emptiness arose in my fullness, making me want more.

"Senior, ha... um..." Uncontrollable soft moans escaped from his rosy lips. I unconsciously squeezed my legs together, rubbing them slightly... My small hands grasped his dark hair, panting, unsure whether I wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

He took a large bite of my plump breast, sucking hard, releasing a wave of pleasure that relieved the emptiness in my chest… Hearing my unconscious, rapid moans, he happily lowered his head, taking turns tending to my two peach-like fullness, wantonly ravaging the fragrant, pure softness, occasionally brushing against my prickly stubble, sending waves of tingling, painful currents through me.

“Senior…no…uh…ha…” My small hand was tightly gripped by him, pulled down to his burning hot spot. My hand trembled, instinctively wanting to pull away.

“Don’t go…it likes you…it wants your touch…huff…” he pleaded breathlessly, taking a mouthful of my plump breast into his mouth, his words indistinctly tempting, “Touch it, okay?”

My small hand seemed to be under a spell, obediently approaching the burning, monstrous thing, my soft fingertips touching the mushroom-shaped tip, the smooth, silky shaft bounced, and moved closer to my palm.

"Hoo... Rose... So comfortable... Your hands are so soft... It likes it... Can I hold it?" He patiently coaxed, his teeth gently biting the bright red, slightly swollen nipple, pulling and licking it incessantly, as if savoring a delicious delicacy.

"Mmm..." The waves of tingling and itching mixed with a throbbing, numb feeling from my ample breasts made my whole body go weak, and I couldn't stop panting. My small hands obediently grasped the rounded end of his massive member, and just as they enveloped it, I felt his thin lips suddenly suck in my breasts. A rush of electric pleasure was drawn from his mouth, quickly spreading throughout my body, directly reaching my mysterious little hole... inside, it felt swollen, an indescribable emptiness.

Practice makes perfect.

My small hands grasped his large, thick penis, feeling it throb slightly in my palms, full of life, restlessly pulsating, both threatening and incredibly alluring. I couldn't resist wrapping my soft palms around the mushroom-shaped tip, gently stroking it, tracing the grooves of the rounded end back and forth, lightly touching the slit at the tip, playing with it with great pleasure.

My breasts seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely, sucking on one of my nipples like a bee collecting nectar, wantonly playing with, licking, and sucking, leaving long, glistening trails of moisture. One large hand pinched the other plump breast, kneading it wickedly, while the other hand reached towards the back of my legs, sliding back and forth through my underwear... With my movements, his breathing became more rapid, his strength more intense, and his sucking more forceful.

"Senior... um... like this, do you like it?" Her small hand grasped his purplish-black penis, feeling the prominent veins. Following the instructions in the book, she stroked it up and down, the movements perfectly synchronized.

"I like it... huff... faster... um..." he mumbled indistinctly.

Her small hand tried to envelop his burning heat, squeezing tightly, sliding up and down faster, occasionally touching the two round mounds on the ground, teasing the large, round tip upwards.

"Hmm... huff... you little slut, you're really talented... ha... down there too..." He grabbed her other small hand, placing it on the mound, commanding, "Gently stroke it..." Her

small hand curiously grasped it, gently kneading it as he instructed, feeling the burgeoning life force of the massive member, the genuine pleasure emanating from it, giving her a great sense of accomplishment.

She couldn't help but grip it tightly, rubbing it vigorously with her soft palm. Her other small hand slid faster, her thumb pressing on the mushroom-shaped tip, pressing the slit firmly, and tapping it forcefully.

"Mmm..." A low growl escaped his throat. Bai Qi raised his handsome face, his eyes glazed over. "You're so heartless... mmm... ha... you little devil..."

His small hand suddenly enveloped the tip of my penis, pressing it down and rotating it back and forth. His other hand massaged the base of my penis, caressing it. With my movements, I could clearly feel the hot penis growing even thicker, sliding in my small hands, almost slipping out of my grasp.

"Little slut... mmm..." He grabbed my hands, pulling them away from the burning heat, and with a gentle push, laid me flat on the silky soft bed. He grasped my slightly swaying, plump breasts, his long fingers sinking into the soft flesh. He kneaded them lovingly for a few moments, then pushed them up from the sides, concentrating them in the middle.

"No...no..." I had just tried to use my little hands to make him release me, but he saw through my intentions. Now I was in his hands, and I could only let him do as he pleased... Waaah...

My watery almond eyes were wide open, pleading with tears in my eyes, but I saw his huge, thick, and monstrous penis getting closer and closer, pressing between my two pure jade breasts, and ruthlessly thrusting in. The scorching heat, almost burning me, traveled down his penis to my skin...

"Mmm...ha...so good...your breasts are so tender...your skin is so smooth..." He kept panting, praising me without reservation.

His thick, long penis thrust in and out between my soft, full breasts, rhythmically moving back and forth. The large, rounded tip pressed forward relentlessly, almost touching my face, the strong scent of masculine musk filling my nostrils… The thrusting gradually quickened, the constant prodding against my tender skin sending shivers down my spine. A faint pink tinge appeared on my snow-white breasts, further fueling his force and speed.

My entire body was pushed upwards by his thrusts, the caresses against my chest like a powerful electric current spreading throughout my body, converging in my bright red vagina. My

flower-like opening was being treated unfairly, sending waves of indescribable tingling sensations through me, unstoppable. I felt so empty, so longing for a large, hard penis to pound into me… A gush of vaginal fluid mixed with bright red blood gushed out…

His movements quickened, his hands pushing my ample breasts closer together, gripping his penis tightly. My snow-white, plump breasts submerged his shaft, clamping down firmly on its midsection…

“Ugh!! Huff!!” A deep growl escaped his throat. He increased his speed, the large tip almost touching my face each time. A strong musky scent wafted from between my fingers, lingering in my nostrils. Crystalline fluid overflowed from the opening, staining my snow-white, jade-like skin, glistening in the sunlight.

“Ugh…” Biting my lower lip, I turned my head away, avoiding the sight of his purplish-red mushroom-shaped tip, my small hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Suddenly, his thumb touched the two slightly swollen peach blossoms, and he thrust in and out quickly a few times. Then he stopped abruptly, trembling uncontrollably, and ejaculated a gush of hot, cloudy white fluid.

...

"Ugh..." Her soft, high breasts, her delicate, elegant neck, her face flushed crimson... were covered in the cloudy white fluid, the intense musky scent almost overwhelming me

...

That wicked Bai Qi! He actually sprayed his hot, cloudy semen all over my face… 02-05
Chapter 105 Bai Qi's Embarrassing Promise

After our lovemaking, the satisfied Bai Qi carried me into the bathroom and gently and carefully washed me. His restless hands explored every inch of me.

…

For three whole days, I ignored Bai Qi.

Every day, I ate the delicious food that Bai Qi personally cooked and served to me, enjoying his meticulous care… But every time I saw him, my mind was filled with that scene from a few days ago—the hot, cloudy semen, the strong, pungent musky scent, sprayed on my flushed face…

I pouted, my eyes blinking, refusing to look at him, my cheeks puffed out in a huff, looking like a little squirrel with a mouthful of food—that's how Bai Lu described me afterwards.

Every

night in bed, I try to stay as far away from Bai Qi as possible, sleeping close to Bai Lu's body...

Every morning, I wake up gently in Bai Lu's arms, my sleepy almond-shaped eyes blinking lazily. Seeing the empty seat beside me—Bai Qi is nowhere to be seen...

A dull feeling rises in my heart. My bright eyes scan the room, but I can't find him anywhere... As I dejectedly look away, I meet Bai Lu's smile.

"Good morning, my wife." Bai Lu kisses my lips, quickly pulling away, her dewy eyes sparkling like a cat that has successfully stolen some fish: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Good morning, my husband. I slept very well." I respond with a bright smile. I slept soundly through the night without any dreams, and I'm very happy.

His dewy eyes were filled with an intoxicating smile. He smiled brightly and quickly kissed my lips. "My wife, it's so wonderful to see you this morning."

...This adorable little boy, apart from his tendency to take advantage of me, is perfect in every way, especially his lips, which seem coated with honey, sweet and tempting. His words are like fine red wine, sweetening my heart.

"Behave yourself this early in the morning." Bai Qi opened the door and brought in a sumptuous breakfast, placing it in front of me.

Seeing Bai Qi, my heart suddenly calmed down, as if a refreshing breeze had swept over me, and the gloomy feeling from before vanished without a trace.

I took the food and ate quietly.

"Cousin, where's mine?" Bai Lu watched me eat expectantly, swallowing hard.

"Go eat by yourself." Bai Qi glanced at him with a half-smile.

“Well… my wife, I’ll… go downstairs to eat first.” Bai Lu suddenly leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, “My wife, eat less, I’ll take you out later.”

Hearing his words, I paused, glanced at Bai Qi, and saw him staring at us with a half-smile. I immediately looked away, suppressing my excitement, and continued eating calmly.

After Bai Lu went downstairs to eat, Bai Qi sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned close to my face, and his breath brushed against my cheek. I took my bowl and stepped back slightly, creating some distance between us.

“Are you still angry with me?” He raised an eyebrow, followed, and asked gently as he closed the distance.

"..."

"I'm sorry, Rose, it's my fault. I only thought about my own satisfaction and didn't consider your feelings." He sighed, his dark, starry eyes fixed intently on me, a wave of amusement washing over them. His thin lips parted slightly as he said, "But you're menstruating. I'm afraid that if I force myself on

you, I might introduce a lot of bacteria and harm your body..." My face flushed red. I abruptly looked up, glaring at him fiercely, my teeth grinding together—look how well he put it, how considerate his reasons were, but that wasn't the point, okay? The point was... the point was... so much semen... ugh... how could I possibly say that?

"Alright, look at your big, angry eyes, sparkling like two dazzling gems—so cute I just want to swallow you whole..." He looked at me with fascination, and a kiss landed on my lips.

I turned my face away, refusing his kiss.

His thin lips brushed against my ear, mischievously blowing a breath. A shiver, like an electric shock, quickly spread from my ear throughout my body, making me shiver involuntarily.

"Rose, don't be angry. Next time, I'll serve your little hole, letting your juices flow all over my face—to make up for what I did wrong, okay?" His clear, spring-like voice brushed against my ear, the wicked words causing my little hole to overflow, as if a warm nectar was gushing out.

"I...I don't want to!!!" I couldn't help but retort, my face turning redder and redder, the pale pink almost spreading to my slender neck.

"Rose, you finally paid attention to me." He said happily, his clear voice like a light breeze. His large hand took my small hand, our two little fingers hooked together, shaking it as he said, "Pinky promise, I'll never lie to you."

Senior Bai Qi is such a grown man, yet he's still like a child. And the contents of that vow... it's giving me a real headache, yet... I'm so looking forward to it!

A smug smile played on her rosy lips, her misty eyes fixed on him, and she began to shoo him away without any politeness: "Senior, I can't eat anymore. Breakfast was delicious today... Hmm, are you busy with work today?" -- Hurry up, hurry up, I want to elope with Bailu... Oh, no, I mean go shopping. I'm practically moldy from staying home these past few days.

"My dear Rose, give me a kiss, and I'll leave right away," he demanded mischievously, implying that he wouldn't listen unless she satisfied him.

My plump, slightly upturned red lips approached his delicate, jade-like face, shyly pressing a kiss upon them—which he swiftly pursued, his thin lips capturing mine, gently caressing it twice. His nimble tongue deftly slipped in, hooking my tongue and lingering, occasionally gliding over my pearly white teeth, bringing a tingling, soft numbing sensation. His tongue traced my palate, licking and teasing, making me unable to resist taking it in my mouth, sucking hard, as if it were a smooth, delicious jelly, indescribably wonderful.

The kiss ended with me panting. My eyes were hazy as I looked at Bai Qi, who gave me a knowing smile. "What were you talking about with Bai Lu just now?"

I asked, my face lowered, avoiding his gaze, my pearly teeth gently biting my rosy lips… I thought to myself: I won't tell you, I won't tell you, I won't… tell you.

He chuckled, his large hand lifting my face, and said, "Have fun with Bai Lu later. I have things to do and can't stay with you. I'll make it up to you tonight."

His eyes were alluring, his voice low and husky, his words seductive and provocative, making my face flush red, burning like fire, yet my heart pounding uncontrollably…

…

Chapter 106 He Took Me All the Flesh

I held Bai Qi's hand, and the two of us swaggered through the bustling area.

Walking with such a tender, juicy little boy, we attracted a hundred percent of attention.

"Wife, what would you like to eat?" Bailu tugged at my hand, his dewy eyes fixed intently on me, as if I were the only one he cared about in the entire bustling world.

"I just finished eating, I'm not hungry yet. Husband, aren't you full?" I looked at Bailu in front of me, my big eyes unable to resist wandering around, taking in the vibrant scene around me—there's a big shopping mall over there, I'll take Bailu there later.

"Wife, would you like to go shopping now? Or would you like to go to the amusement park?" A soft male voice, like a drifting white cloud, floated through my heart, stirring a strange itch.

Hmm? An amusement park? ...I really want to go... So... should we go shopping? Or go to the amusement park carnival?

This is such a difficult choice.

My almond-shaped eyes stared at Bai Lu, my heart silently churning.

"Then let's go to the amusement park, okay? Wife, come with me, I've never been before," he suggested. His

delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes glistening with tears, full of pleading. His high, straight nose was like a sculpture, his pale lips parted slightly, revealing glimpses of silver-white teeth and a pink tongue, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips...

This pitiful, pleading look electrified me, and without thinking, I readily agreed, "Okay."

...

And so, we arrived at the amusement park.

Bai Lu went to queue for tickets, and I stood under the shade of a tree waiting for him.

When I was alone, I began to quietly reflect on

the past few days. I noticed my heart palpitations had decreased significantly, and my headaches had lessened.

Before, when I saw Bai Qi, my eyes would always well up with a strange soreness and tears, as if I could always see the figure of another person in him… But now, this feeling is fading, almost disappearing…

Was it a hallucination caused by the inexplicable irritability I felt before my period? So now that my period is over, and I've passed through this low period, these hallucinations won't recur?

But why is there always a voice in my heart constantly refuting these thoughts… desperately trying to remind me of something… Why? Why? What is this inner struggle, this myriad entanglements, for? What is it trying to remind me of?

– Every time I think like this, my head throbs with pain. To avoid that excruciating pain, I gradually stopped thinking about it… Now, thinking back, it feels like a dream, yet I'm still blankly wondering what I dreamt about.

And then there's Bailu.

I clearly remember his eyes, brimming with tears, slightly on the verge of sobbing, alluring and captivating, easily seeing right through you…

I feel like I've seen him somewhere before…

Was it in a dream? Or was he truly, as described in the dream, my husband from a past life?

At first, I was a little afraid of him, instinctively wanting to avoid this alluring man, to ensure my safety… But this alluring man, from his unapproachable, aloof demeanor, suddenly became gentle, tender, and sweetly clingy, calling me "wife" at every turn, like Xu Xian straight out of a TV drama…

Is this his true nature, or…?

And Qingying's strange reaction… She said I was going to mention her new boyfriend? Who is he?… Bailu?

And the beautiful rose necklace around her neck, I don't know its origin, but I don't want anyone but me to touch it. Neither Baiqi nor Bailu.

—This strange state of mind, as if desperately guarding something precious…

…

Many doubts lingered in my heart, and the thoughts I had tried to untangle became even more chaotic with each thought, like a ball of yarn played with by a cat, now a complete mess—the original thread was nowhere to be found, the original shape unrecognizable.

…

“Wife, I’ve bought the tickets. What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?” Before I knew it, Bailu was standing in front of me, waving the tickets in front of my eyes. Seeing that I hadn’t come to my senses, she curiously leaned closer, placing a kiss on my cheek with her pale lips, and asked expectantly, “Were you thinking about me?”

“Yes, I was thinking, you’re so tender, your skin is so moist, like a freshly peeled egg, smooth and delicate. I’ll marry you off to a little loli someday.” Being kissed in public attracted countless glances, making me a little shy. My little hand unceremoniously pinched the culprit’s cheek, a gentle squeeze, and it felt wonderful.

"No, no. I'm from the Rose family. My wife, you can't abandon me..." He played along perfectly, making me chuckle.

"Have you bought the tickets? Let's go in then." I looked at him, my eyes sparkling like two amethyst grapes.

...

To be honest, this was my first time at an amusement park...

In high school, I was busy with my studies, and in college, I stayed on campus all day, rarely venturing out, plus I had no one to accompany me... In all my years, this was the first time I'd ever stepped into an amusement park.

Desperately suppressing my excitement, I led the obedient White Egret, swaggering confidently into the legendary amusement park.

As soon as we entered, we were overwhelmed by the dazzling array of rides.

The Ferris wheel, which I'd often seen in Taiwanese dramas, became our first choice. White

Egret climbed into an empty cabin first, then pulled me up. As the cabin slowly rose higher and higher, further from the ground, I clung to the central pillar, refusing to let go.

"Wife, look this way. Snap!" He quickly snapped a picture of my embarrassing moment with his camera, then waved at me with a smile, "Come here, come over here, the view is amazing."

"No... I have a fear of heights... Waaah..." I shook my head like a rattle-drum, refusing to let go. I cautiously shook my head at him, afraid that even the slightest movement would cause the cabin to shake.

"Wife, don't be afraid, look..." He jumped up and down, but the cabin didn't move an inch, rising very smoothly and slowly.

I slowly released my grip, took a curious step forward, and looked out. The surrounding scenery became increasingly expansive, as if I were floating leisurely among the clouds. Looking down, the entire amusement park stretched out before me: thrilling rides, joyful crowds, and barely audible laughter…

Bai Lu walked to my side, hugged me tightly, and pressed me against my back, saying, “Wife, don’t get so caught up in the scenery that you might fall.”

“I won’t fall… um…” Just as I was about to retort, a pair of pale lips covered my crimson lips. A nimble tongue slipped in, playfully licking my rosy lips, bringing a slightly tingling sensation. It grazed my pearly white teeth and went straight for my soft, fragrant tongue, hooking it in and entwining us passionately…

Clear saliva slowly dripped down the corners of our lips, bringing a slightly tingling sensation. An extremely lingering kiss left me breathless before it reluctantly ended.

After lingeringly licking my little lips, Bailu withdrew his nimble tongue contentedly, smiled slightly, and captivated me. He said, "Wife, we should go down now."

With that, he picked me up and carried me off the Ferris wheel.

...

My first Ferris wheel ride ended with Bailu's sweet kiss.

Ignoring my protests, Bailu carried me to the location of the "Magic Fried Beans" ride.

Seeing how fun it looked, I eagerly followed him.

...

I stepped onto a large circular platform and sat properly on one of the surrounding chairs. A bell rang, and the entire platform began to bounce, swaying left and right, from a slight sway to a violent jolt... The

clear voices of children singing a nursery rhyme filled the air: "Stir-fry, stir-fry soybeans, stir-fry the soybeans and then somersault..."

The people inside bounced and tumbled, like round soybeans happily jumping and rolling in a pot.

Caught off guard, empty-handed and without a handrail, I was tossed about, unable to maintain my balance, and could only scream as I slid towards the center…

With a violent jolt of the disc, Bailu swooped down, catching me squarely, his broad arms wrapping tightly around me from behind, offering himself as a human cushion…

except his hands were on my breasts, holding them tightly…

After the ride, he had thoroughly taken advantage of me.

…

Dizzy and lightheaded, Bailu helped me down.

Seeing his refreshed appearance, I suppressed my dizziness and silently comforted myself,

thinking that my different appearance as I got down must be related to age—as people get older, their balance naturally suffers, and I can't compare to those seventeen or eighteen-year-olds, as tender as onions.

Rapids Ride, High-Speed Coaster, Sky Jump, and the legendary Crazy Roller Coaster…

one thrilling and exciting ride after another, I followed Bailu on his enthusiastic adventures.

My face flushed red then white, then red again, my head spun and I felt lightheaded several times, my heart pounded faster than usual, my sweet voice became hoarse, and my tender flesh was completely devoured… Afterwards, he took my hand and led me to the double-decker carousel, asking, “Do you want to ride again?”

“No.” My eyes were slightly red, glistening as if a tear was about to fall, and my slightly swollen lips parted slightly as I refused.

If I kept going, I’d be dead.

“This one is very gentle and romantic, my wife, are you really not going to ride it?” he gently tempted me.

“Husband, I want some ice cream.” I pouted and asked, ignoring his temptation and making a request, successfully diverting his attention.

“My wife’s request will certainly be granted. There’s an ice cream shop over there, let’s go.” He readily agreed, his phoenix eyes sparkling with a bright light.

We went into the ice cream shop, ordered a banana split, and began to slowly enjoy it.

"Husband, aren't you going to eat?" I asked, holding a small silver spoon, scooping up a small piece of ice, bringing it to my red lips, and gently licking it with my pink tongue. So sweet, so icy, so delicious.

"Wife, I really hope I'm the lucky one for this banana split," he said, staring intently at me, his phoenix eyes slightly upturned, filled with a tender, shimmering affection, his voice brimming with anticipation. I glanced at

him with my almond-shaped eyes, remaining silent.

I slightly opened my mouth, taking the spoonful in, my tongue swirling the ice on top, savoring it. Slowly, I scooped up another small piece of ice, slowing my movements slightly, bringing it to my lips, my nimble tongue licking it, then slowly swallowing it…

letting him watch, his eyes wide, his Adam's apple bobbing.

…I wanted to make him itch with desire, wanting to see but not have.

…Who told him to deliberately drag me to play the most exciting game, then take advantage of my fear and fall into his arms, taking advantage of me so much?

...His kisses had left her red lips swollen and tingly, and her tongue felt slightly numb and stinging.

However, the coolness felt wonderful.

“Wife, I want some too.” He moved closer without making a sound, and after announcing it, his large hand lifted my face, and he opened his mouth to capture my lips. He licked them passionately with the tip of his tongue, praising, “So cool, so sweet, so delicious.”

Then he continued to hold my lips, licking them incessantly…

His thin lips brought me the warmth and softness of his tongue. As he licked, a slight itch rose on my red lips, a tingling, numb sensation that made me involuntarily open my mouth, letting his tongue slide in, pressing against my palate, gently caressing it… Suddenly, it brushed against my tongue, arousing a wave of pleasurable, tingling sensation… Warm

and cool, our intertwined tongues danced and entwined, the crystal-clear liquid dripping from the corners of our lips, the soft, lingering sounds alluring…

"Ha...huff..." I finally managed to escape from his lips and tongue, panting heavily, my face flushed red...so many people were watching, so embarrassing...

"My wife tastes so sweet, sweet and soft, smooth and delicious, I can't get enough of her, I want to eat more after I've had her." He smiled and stared at me, looking very happy, as if he was always ready for the next stolen kiss.

I lowered my head, seriously summarizing this lesson

—never again should I do anything to provoke him...otherwise, I'll only be taken advantage of by him...

in short, no matter what I do, I'm the one who will suffer in the end.

Alas, this is truly the helplessness of being a woman in a patriarchal society.

Chapter 107 The Sensual Promise~ 1

After playing around enough, I returned home. The house was dark, without a single light.

My small hand pressed the switch by the door, and soft light instantly filled the entire space, the warm orange light making my heart feel warm.

I walked up to the second floor but didn't see Bai Qi anywhere.

"...Senior?...Senior Bai Qi?" I called out twice in a slightly hoarse voice, then turned to look at Bai Lu behind me and asked, "Isn't your cousin coming back tonight?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him yet." He shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"So tired...I'm going to take a shower first," I said, my voice, slightly nasal, languid and husky from the day's exhilarating screams and laughter, undeniably alluring.

Hearing my words, his eyes lit up, sparkling like two shimmering diamonds, misty with tears, and he volunteered, "Wife, I'll help you shower." "

No need," I decisively refused, grabbing my bathrobe and leisurely heading towards the bathroom.

As soon as I stepped inside, I immediately and alertly locked the door, pushing it—it was securely locked.

I slowly and deliberately took off my clothes and happily turned around.

"Ah!!" With a soft gasp, I desperately covered my mouth, my heart pounding, my limbs weak, and my head throbbing slightly.

There stood Bai Qi, dressed in a bathrobe, leaning against the light-colored tiled wall, staring at me silently, radiating an imposing aura.

His handsome face, like a Chinese ink painting, was expressionless, his thin lips slightly pursed, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, flashing with brilliant light like shooting stars streaking across the sky… seemingly overflowing with anger.

"Wife? What's wrong? Did you slip?" Bai Qi asked considerately from outside the door, seemingly hearing my scream.

"N-nothing…" My slightly hoarse voice trembled as I pressed my chest, trying to calm the shock.

"Did you fall? Open the door quickly, let me see!!!" He keenly sensed the tremor in his voice, sensing an uneasy atmosphere, and began pounding on the bathroom door.

"Really, it's nothing. I almost slipped. Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll come find you after I shower." Suppressing my unease, I tried to reassure him calmly.

"Are you really alright?... Then open the door, my dear." He asked doubtfully, clearly not believing me, and demanded forcefully.

"Really, I'm fine..."

Seeing Bai Qi walking towards me, I nervously took a step back, clutching my bathrobe tightly, a strange tension rising in my heart.

Something was off about Bai Qi tonight.

"Be careful, run away quickly!!" A voice kept telling me from the bottom of my heart.

But how could I defend myself? Where could I run to?

...Wolves in front, tigers behind...Is there a third way for me?

In the sky, on the ground, is there a crack I can squeeze into?

"Did you have fun?" Bai Qi walked up to me, standing elegantly, only a finger's width away, which made me tremble inexplicably.

"Yes..." I answered softly, almost inaudibly, my small mouth slightly open.

"Do you know what time it is?" His voice was as mellow as aged red wine, suppressed and deep, carrying a strong threat.

"I don't know..." I lowered my head, looking at my smooth and delicate toes, and murmured in response. My hoarse voice sounded even more alluring and seductive in this small space.

"It's almost two in the morning... Where have you been gallivanting all day?... Had a blast?" He raised his hand, stroking my slender neck, his cold fingers roguishly caressing me, sending a chill down my spine, small, alluring bumps appearing on my skin.

His pale lips uttered wicked words: "Looks like Bai Lu made you very happy... You've even lost your voice... Is his technique better? Or mine?..."

The air seemed thick with the scent of jealousy.

So, Senior Bai Qi is jealous?

A sudden realization dawned on me, and a smile crept across my face as I looked at Bai Qi's furious expression...

A soft, sweet feeling welled up inside me, making me smile uncontrollably.

Looking at the jealous Senior Bai Qi, I smiled like a kitten who had just stolen some cream.

"It's not what you think... We..." I was about to explain when he interrupted me.

"Your little mouth is so swollen and red," his large hand moved upwards, caressing my red lips, slowly tracing the edge of my lips. His cool fingers touched me, causing a slight ticklish sensation. His thin lips parted slightly, and he calmly uttered lewd words: "Is your little mouth like this too?... So swollen it can barely close?"

"Senior!! What are you saying... Bailu and I... um..." His cold, thin lips covered mine, biting my lips and sucking hard, bringing a tingling, stinging sensation. His sharp teeth bit my lower lip, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, completely ignoring my cries and struggles, kissing me fiercely.

Startled by his roughness, I pushed against his chest with my small hands, but he held me tightly behind my back. One cold, large hand gripped my wrist tightly, while the other casually fiddled with the thicket of my private parts, staining it with dew, sliding along the outer edge of my vulva, finding the hidden pearl.

"Bai Qi!! Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..." It hurts so much...

He let go of my red lips and bit them hard. His cold tongue forcefully rushed into my mouth, domineeringly sucking on my fragrant tongue, teasing and licking it hard...

My little tongue tip felt numb and painful. I was sucked and sucked by him, losing my freedom. I felt indescribably uncomfortable. He lightly brushed against my sensitive palate, ignoring it, while my little tongue occasionally received his teasing... A wave of tingling, numbness, and pain washed over me, almost overwhelming me...

Chapter 108 The Sensual Promise~ 2 Gao's

nimble tongue swirled and entangled within my red lips, hooking my soft, fragrant tongue and sucking it hard, as if eating soft jelly, caressing the sensitive taste buds on my tongue, stimulating waves of tingling and numb sensations. His sharp teeth occasionally scraped against my tongue tip, bringing a slight, clicking pain...

My cold lips and tongue gradually warmed up, and the glistening saliva that I hadn't swallowed in time dripped slowly down our intertwined tongues, appearing even more translucent, utterly wanton and decadent.

...

He gripped my wrists tightly, pinning them behind my back, preventing me from moving...

This position made my round breasts stand out even more, my two soft, white mounds pressed closer to his embrace, the pink tips of my nipples trembling and blooming, slightly raised and taut, brushing against his bathrobe almost imperceptibly...

His cold fingers pressed against my clitoris, gently caressing it, as if tenderly protecting it, occasionally pressing down hard, creating waves of tingling, numbing pleasure...

My long, white legs could barely support me, trembling and quivering, my thighs clamped tightly together. The large hand at his nest rhythmically swayed back and forth, following his movements…

His little hole overflowed with spring water, waves of heat gushing out, crystal-clear nectar secretly leaking from the tightly closed opening, staining his cold hand, occasionally dripping to the ground, the sound of dripping seemingly lingering in his ears…

His slender waist swayed back and forth, its shapely, round buttocks, like sweet peaches, creating an even more alluring effect…

His two full, white breasts swayed slightly up and down, like two pure white peaches, waiting for someone to come and caress and ravage them without restraint…

"Little slut, you're already so impatient after just a couple of gentle touches?" A soft laugh escaped his lips, tinged with an indescribable frivolity. He paused, then continued, "Or...didn't he satisfy you today?"

...

This Bai Qi, so rough in his actions, so lewd in his words, so obscene...it felt so unfamiliar, I didn't like it.

"Senior...Bai Lu and I...it's not what you think..." A faint tear welled in my eyes, and I explained softly in a slightly magnetic, husky voice.

"What do you think?" A cold finger suddenly plunged into my wet, incredibly tight little hole.

The sudden cold stimulation sent a shiver through me, my flower hole convulsing uncontrollably, warm nectar quickly overflowing, swirling around the intruding object, stirring the warmth of my body.

"So cold...uh...we really didn't..." I patiently continued to explain.

"I'll have to check to find out." He announced coldly.

He withdrew his fingers, untied the strap, and the bathrobe fell to the floor, revealing his naked body: a broad, muscular chest brimming with power, a narrow, V-shaped bottom, strong, straight legs, and that erect, throbbing, purplish-black member…

I took a step back, leaning weakly against the glass door, feeling my legs go limp and unable to support my weight.

My large, almond-shaped eyes were fixed on his massive member, unable to look away for a moment.

—In the dense jungle, a massive, ferocious dragon's head rose sharply, pulsating with vitality. Veins bulged on it, coiling around a purplish-black penis. The mushroom-shaped tip pointed directly at me, radiating threat. The two rounded scrotums at the base seemed overflowing with seeds, eager to ejaculate into my body…

“You look at my penis with such hungry eyes, it hurts so much, it wants to thrust into you as soon as possible…” He took a step forward, pressing against me, his large, cold hands grasping my breasts, kneading them roughly.

“Senior…” I called softly, my eyes languid, my husky voice slightly magnetic, floating in the confined space, even more alluring.

"You little slut, is this how you seduce Bailu?" He picked me up in one swift motion, and my arms wrapped around his neck, my long, straight legs encircling his narrow waist. My back pressed against the sturdy steel glass door, his massive member swirling and grinding against the outside of my wet, hot opening, incessantly rubbing and smearing it with layers of clear, transparent fluid...

His tongue glided languidly across my delicate neck, sending shivers down my spine. My soft breasts pressed against his flat, firm chest, gently caressing me, the two empty peach blossoms slightly deformed by his chest…

“I didn’t…” My slightly swollen lips pouted in grievance, looking into his indifferent eyes, feeling his icy body temperature, my whole heart began to chill, trembling slightly…

—Does he…not believe me? These seductive words, these calls of “slut”…

my heart grew heavier and heavier, gradually cooling, freezing, slowly condensing into cold crystal, translucent and beautiful yet fragile…

is he only happy when he shatters my heart?

Such heavy thoughts, such painful feelings…is this the real him?

Yes…it seems he was like this in my previous memories…

“You can still get distracted like this? Are you thinking about Bailu’s body?” A mocking voice rang in my ears. He grabbed my round buttocks, his huge member rubbed against my flower cave a couple of times, then thrust straight in, pushing open the tight, contracting walls of my flower path, stretching open the wrinkled, tender red flesh, and deeply penetrating the deepest part of my little hole.

“Mmm…” I couldn’t help but groan. I gripped his neck tightly, my small hands clasped his back, my breasts slightly lifted, my slender waist swayed slightly, and my pink, round buttocks arched back slightly.

My small hole was forcefully thrust into by the enormous penis, swollen and wide open, as if the slightest movement would cause it to burst. It opened and closed repeatedly, sucking with difficulty, constantly secreting slippery, wet fluids, desperately watering the domineering, burning penis inside me…

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“So tight…you’re about to break me…” he breathed heavily, his massive member threateningly lodged inside my small hole.

“So full…you’re about to pierce me…” I complained defiantly, my small hole constantly tightening and opening, greedily sucking and licking his penis.

“I’m going to fuck you through!! So you little slut…you won’t go looking for anyone else but me.” He declared domineeringly. He gripped my plump, tender buttocks tightly with his large hands, slamming me against the door. With a slight effort, he lifted me up, and his massive member slowly withdrew from my tight, flower-like opening… The

tender flesh inside my opening surrounded his member, being gently pulled along with his movements. It felt slightly rough, and a tingling, numbing pleasure spread through my entire inner wall, making me hug him even tighter. My waist swayed rhythmically, responding to his thrusts.

...

The enormous thing was completely withdrawn, its mushroom-shaped tip pressed against the slightly open vagina, rubbing it wantonly several times. With a sharp tug, the large hand pulled downwards, and the penis plunged in again, forcefully thrusting into the right side of the vagina, hitting the tightly closed cervix. The vagina contracted and relaxed, excitedly releasing more vaginal fluid, dripping onto the tip of the penis...

"Can't even take this?" He chuckled, thrusting his lower body forward, withdrawing the penis slightly, aiming at the tightly closed cervix, and thrusting hard, arousing a wave of pleasure that was both painful and intense...

"Ah...so deep...it hurts so much..." The small hands weakly clawed at his back, the small mouth softly protesting.

"How about this?" The penis squeezed the left side of the vagina, slowly withdrawing, then thrusting in again forcefully.

"It hurts..." the small mouth said defiantly, secretly lying; in reality, the vagina felt a tingling, numb sensation, almost dying of pleasure.

"Little liar!! You've learned to lie!!" He pulled out slightly, thrusting and pulling with three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, his strong, narrow buttocks moving up and down, his penis plunging into me like a fish in water, almost lifting me to the sky.

"Ugh...ha...no...don't...um..." My pink and red little mouth and cute, perky buttocks couldn't help but sway and respond to his teasing, my little hole felt hot and numb, as he played with it so hard, it felt like it was melting, so good...

"Your little butt is moving so happily, your little hole is gripping so tightly, holding in so deep, and you still say no? Ugh...relax, do you want to break me?" he said teasingly, his breathing rapid, his breath spraying onto my beautiful, delicate collarbone, bringing waves of itchy, tingling pleasure, and a shiver ran down my back.

"I'm going to squeeze you tight!!" With a thrust of her lower body, the tender flesh inside her vagina gripped his penis tightly, sucking on the enormous member again and again…

"It's only been a few days since I touched you, and your vagina has become so tight, tighter than a virgin's… huff…" he teased, his words lewd and obscene.

"Ugh… I'm going to squeeze you tight…" her little mouth declared defiantly.

…

For almost a week, without any foreign intrusion, my little flower had been nurtured, tender and tightly closed, returning to its innocent state before any visitor had touched it… But now, the enormous penis suddenly thrust in, shoving it open sharply. Waves of heat surged through the vaginal walls, almost bursting from his throbbing. Even the slightest movement of his arrogant, menacing penis caused her vagina to contract excitedly, writhing incessantly, seemingly becoming incredibly sensitive… unable to withstand even the slightest ravaging, the vaginal fluid flowed out in waves, gushing forth…

"Huff...huff...senior...my little hole is so swollen...so numb...no...mmm..."

Uncontrollable broken moans flowed from my rosy lips, lingering in this sealed, narrow space, with faint echoes. My slightly hoarse, magnetic voice seemed to provoke him to thrust even more forcefully. His penis churned inside me, domineeringly and fiercely pounding, pushing me backward heavily against the glass door with deep, dark thuds...

At some point, Bai Lu's violent knocking outside the door stopped, leaving only silence, with only Yingying's soft panting and heavy breathing inside...

"Senior...mmm...let me go...my little hole is so hot...ooh...it's about to burn...numb...numb...huff...mmm..." I begged uncontrollably, grabbing his body, feeling like I was about to be lifted to the sky by him. An amazing tingling pleasure surged in my little hole, almost overwhelming me, making me whimper softly, pleading pitifully.

“…Ugh…your little hole is so tight…and you still say no…if I really let you go…leaving your little hole…would you be willing…you little slut…tell me quickly…would you be willing…do you want me to pull out…” He growled roughly, his massive member poised to be pulled out.

“No…ugh…don’t pull out…don’t…leave…huff…” Teased by him until she lost her senses, she responded with each plea, her whole body flushing a captivating red—a pinkish-red enveloped her entire body, instantly making her beautiful and alluring.

“Little slut…what do you want me to do…tell me quickly…hmm?” he asked wickedly, his penis grinding lightly inside me, only using a little force to poke…

“…I want you to fuck me…fuck me hard…woo…Bai Qi…I want you to fuck me hard…”

“…How do I fuck you…how am I supposed to know if you don’t tell me…”

I was so anxious that my eyes were blurry, filled with a misty watery look, staring at him with seductive eyes, my breasts thrusting up and down against his strong chest, my pink and round buttocks swaying slightly, my tight little hole greedily sucking on his penis…my

slightly swollen little mouth overflowed with soft moans: “…I want you to fuck me hard…poke my little hole hard…woo…hoo…hmm…ah…”

“I…will definitely…satisfy your…demands…hoo…fuck you hard…pull your little hole apart…” he vowed fiercely.

His large hands lifted my round, pink buttocks, his penis fully withdrawn, then thrust in fiercely, the large, mushroom-shaped tip slamming against my tightly closed cervix, creating a burst of pleasurable sparks...

"Ah...so deep...almost...um...you...penetrated me...uh..." A surge of intense pleasure rose from my vagina, quickly spreading throughout my body, assaulting my brain, a wave of tingling numbness engulfing me.

My vagina opened and closed, desperately welcoming his rapid and fierce thrusts, sucking and sucking...like a tight suction cup, holding his penis, reluctant to let go, greedily sucking, as if wanting to swallow him whole...

"Little slut...you're so passionate...I like it...huff..." He was enjoying being squeezed so much, his erect penis becoming even more powerful, thrusting faster and deeper, each time forcefully slamming against my tender, tight cervix, creating an indescribable tingling pain...My

clitoris, unable to withstand this fierce ravaging, trembled and opened its small mouth, about to meet it, but the menacing mushroom-shaped tip fiercely and rapidly breached its gates, leaving it only able to let the foreign object crash against its soft, tender, untouched cervix...

"Ah...ah...it's...it's...it's...ah..." I raised my face, letting out a hoarse, seductive cry. My beautiful body trembled and tensed, my vagina contracting and clenching intensely, biting down hard on his penis. A gush of warm, slippery fluid overflowed from the center of my vagina, splashing onto his penis and soaking the massive member...

"You...little slut...uh..." He groaned, his large hand gripping my round buttocks tightly. His body stiffened slightly, and his penis thrust fiercely into my uterus again, striking the tender flesh deep within my softest core. His penis swelled, throbbing up and down, and a gush of hot, strong fluid sprayed violently onto my soft walls, making me tremble uncontrollably. My core trembled, and the delicate walls of my vagina contracted strongly, spraying another gush of fluid onto his penis...

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... huff..." The small space echoed with their rapid breathing.

Outside the bathroom, all was silent.

He slowly withdrew his penis, and for a moment, the mingled fluids from my vagina dripped continuously with his movements, the dripping sound seemingly lingering in my ears.

I lay languidly and softly on top of him, breathing softly, my barely audible breath brushing against his collarbone. My waist twisted slightly, a tingling, numb sensation spreading through my body... um... it felt like... all my bones were melting, a sour, weak feeling...

"Rose," he called gently.

I weakly lifted my face, my bright almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, like a lazy kitten, and softly responded, "Hmm?"

"Are you teasing me?" he asked amusedly, watching my pink tongue glide lightly across his delicate collarbone, a slight shiver running down my spine like an electric shock.

"No." My pink tongue immediately retracted, I stubbornly denied it, feigning innocence.

"Did you enjoy it just now?" he asked mischievously.

"No." I continued stubbornly, my face flushed, a white feather tickling my heart, making it itch: How could I say such embarrassing things... ugh... he even had the nerve to ask me...

"Not satisfied? Then let's do it again?" he threatened mischievously, a doting smile playing on his lips, his hands holding my pink buttocks beginning to erotically caress me.

"I'm so tired..." A wave of drowsiness washed over me, my eyes almost closing, my voice growing softer and softer, barely audible...

...

Smoke swirled, a light drizzle fell.

The sky was layered with clouds, heavy with white, appearing almost gray from afar.

In the distance, verdant mountains were gently veiled by the white mist, appearing and disappearing, delicate and elegant.

A crescent-shaped emerald lake lies quietly at the foot of green mountains, its clear, turquoise waters rippling like a mirror. A few willow leaves float lightly on its surface, like tiny boats carrying countless sorrows.

Along the lake, willow trees stand gracefully, like elegant maidens. Their supple branches, like the slender waists of young women, sway gently in the breeze, exuding charm.

Nearby is a bridge, built of ancient stone slabs, simple and rustic.

A fine drizzle falls continuously across the sky.

I open my oil-paper umbrella, take a light step, and slowly walk onto the stone bridge.

My heart wanders aimlessly, unsure of its destination

… One step… two steps… three steps…

A heavy stone seems to weigh on my heart, a dull ache.

A small, jade-like hand gently pressed against her chest, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her bright almond-shaped eyes shimmered with tears, like the tranquil, serene lake beside her, yet containing unspeakable sorrow.

...

"My wife!!!" A soft, elegant voice reached my ears, like drifting clouds in the sky, ethereal and illusory, yet unable to conceal the slight tremor and excitement within.

I abruptly looked up at the other side of the bridge... empty.

... It was just an illusion again.

But this illusion stirred a pang of sadness in my heart, a throbbing, aching sensation in my eyes, my vision blurring as if veiled by a thin layer of mist.

"My wife!!!" A pair of warm, strong arms wrapped tightly around me from behind, large hands resting heavily on my breasts.

My eyes widened in disbelief, staring blankly ahead. My thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the mist on my face thickened, condensing into glistening droplets that kept falling…

My small hand trembled as I raised it and placed it on his large hand. My fingertips lightly touched his, and a warm temperature emanated from his skin.

“Husband…” My rosy lips parted slightly, tears welling up before I could speak. I whimpered, unable to utter a word, my pearly white teeth biting tightly against my rosy lower lip.

“Wife, I’m back…” He declared as if making a vow, gently wiping away my tears. My

tense body relaxed slightly as I nestled against his warm, broad chest behind me. My almond-shaped eyes closed slightly, and a faint fragrance gradually filled my heart…

My body felt warm, like being in warm water, a sense of complete security.

In a hazy state, I felt a feather gently touch my breasts, tickling and indescribably alluring.

My little hole was wet, a stream of nectar slowly sliding down the secret path, sticky and wet, wetting the playful feathers that kept causing trouble at the entrance.

I tried to turn over, but it was as if I was fixed in place, unable to move.

My long, beautiful legs rubbed up and down, slightly tightening... as if clamping down on something hard and long.

What is it?

I slightly opened my eyes, blinked, and gradually saw the scene before me.

-- Picturesque features, delicate and elegant, a high nose bridge, pale lips, a long neck, alluring collarbones, a broad chest, a slender waist...

a naked upper body... a naked lower body...

a pair of dark, starry eyes were fixed on me, flickering with a dark and deep flame, as if impatient, yet desperately suppressing the desire in my heart.

I was soaking naked in the bathtub full of warm water, like a mermaid, being wantonly played with by him.

A large hand rested on my fair, smooth breasts, caressing them gently yet firmly. The slender index finger chased after the pink blossoms at the tips, gently kneading and pressing them... kneading and teasing incessantly, bringing a burning heat to the palm and creating a tingling sensation.

His other large hand rested on my lower body, playfully tracing the thicket of hair, unrestrained and uninhibited. Occasionally, he would grasp a slightly curled, golden-brown tuft of hair and gently tug it upwards, bringing a ticklish sensation.

As if he'd had his fill, his slender fingers precisely pressed against my pink clitoris, patiently stroking it gently a couple of times, a tender greeting. Then, he began to knead it firmly, sending a tingling sensation through me. My vagina contracted and relaxed, like a blooming anemone, enticing him in the water. The tender flesh inside writhed and contracted with the throbbing of my clitoris, releasing more fluids that trickled out, mingling with the clear, warm water, leaving no trace.

"Do you like it like this?" he asked gently.

My mind was a blur; I looked at him blankly, "Hmm?"—What time was it?

"I'm glad you like it. I like it here too." He smiled faintly, a smile as gentle and refined as a gentleman. But with a wicked tug, the pearl tingled with a numbing sensation, like an electric current, rushing through the entire body. In that instant, the bones felt incredibly soft and yielding... fragrant, soft, and alluringly languid.

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