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The Daughters of Tianyu's Enchanting Peach Blossom Pool - Chapter 207 Brother, Come On Up! 

Mo Xiaomu simply couldn't connect the beautiful girl in the bed with the thin girl who used to share a bed with him. Wang Yuhan had completely changed into a different person. He had recognized her by her former shadow, but now that Wang Yuhan was lying next to him, that shadow had become blurred.
Wang Yuhan's body was very well-developed; she would be perfect even if she auditioned as a dancer. She gazed at him with her eyes as clear as spring water and said softly, "Whether you let me work for you or not, you have to take me to Peach Blossom Pool for another bath, okay?"
Mo Xiaomu smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Brother, have you forgotten that night? I crawled into your bed and begged you to sleep with me, but you just wouldn't. Why didn't you want to sleep with me back then?"
Mo Xiaomu was speechless. After thinking for a moment, she said, "If you were the same person now, would you still be able to escape my clutches?"
Wang Yuhan said, "You mean, I was ugly back then?"
"It's not that ugly, it's just like a chopstick. When it stands up, it's still a chopstick, and when it lies down, it's still a chopstick. It's not interesting."
Wang Yuhan got annoyed and got up to tickle Mo Xiaomu, making him thrash around. But Wang Yuhan took the opportunity to rip off his clothes, leaving not a single thread. Mo Xiaomu quickly covered his groin, but Wang Yuhan pulled him away and sat down next to him, squinting at him.
Looking at her made me laugh. With that laugh, the image of that innocent and carefree little girl from before became clear again. Wang Yuhan said with a smile, "Brother, this thing of yours is very different from before."
"Of course,"
Mo Xiaomu said, "You've changed like this, how can I not change?"
"How have I changed?"
Mo Xiaomu looked at her large breasts, smiling without saying a word. Wang Yuhan, however, said, "Brother, you were so shameless back then, you even drank my milk!"
Mo Xiaomu said, "What do you mean! It's all your fault for insisting that I eat it. I said it's just a tiny bit, not even as big as a walnut, how can I eat it? But you kept telling me to eat two bites, just two bites."
Wang Yuhan tickled his armpit: "Did you eat it later?"
“I ate it. You insisted that I eat it, so I ate it.”
Wang Yuhan whispered in his ear, "Can we eat now? But I won't let you eat, I'll make you wait!"
Before Mo Xiaomu could say anything, she calmly sat down again, looking at his manhood, and muttered to herself, "How did it grow so big all of a sudden? It's thick and strong, but it doesn't look as well-behaved as it used to be."
"What was it like back then? I've forgotten."
"Back then, it looked like a silkworm, and the head wasn't like it is now. It was pointed and fun to hold in your hand. Now, it looks a bit ferocious and scary."
It was somewhat ferocious and terrifying, because Mo Xiaomu's thing had already hardened.
"Back then, there weren't so many hairs, just a few sparse strands, like the hair on an old man's head. But now look at this, a huge, dark patch, it looks terrifying!"
Mo Xiaomu peeked at Wang Yuhan's inner thighs and, through her semi-transparent panties, saw that it was also a dark patch there, and he laughed.
What are you laughing at?
"Look at yourself, and you're the one criticizing me!"
Wang Yuhan ignored him and earnestly recalled past events, saying that they had spied on her grandparents bathing in Peach Blossom Pool. The two old people were having a childlike time, playing in the water. Seeing her parents' passionate lovemaking, she thought of Mo Xiaomu. After everyone left, the two of them jumped into the water and washed each other's bodies.
She laughed as she thought about it. Mo Xiaomu asked her what she was laughing at. Wang Yuhan said, "Back then, I asked you to touch me, but you wouldn't. Actually, back then, this part of me was already somewhat shaped."
Mo Xiaomu glanced at her there again and teased, "What do you mean by 'some shape'? I can only see a slit, nothing else. You still insist that I touch it. Have no shame!"
"You're the one without shame! Didn't you look and touch it later? You even spread it open to look inside!"
"You forced me to do that!"
"Back then, this little stick of yours could get hard too. That night I was playing with it, shouting 'Hard, hard, hard,' and it really did get hard. But when it got hard, it looked quite delicate, unlike how savage it is now."
As Wang Yuhan spoke, she gently nudged his manhood with her hand, and it seemed to fawn over her. Wang Yuhan laughed and then shoved it away forcefully, only to have it bounce back and hit her hand. She then chuckled and said, "Quite the character! It bites!"
Mo Xiaomu was also amused by her teasing, and her previous displeasure vanished. She responded to her teasing: "It won't bite. It's your private area that bites. It likes to eat meat, and once it bites in, it doesn't want to spit it out."
Wang Yuhan laughed and tickled him again. The two of them laughed and joked for a while, feeling very relaxed and happy. Although he was surrounded by beautiful women, he did not feel uncomfortable from the burning desire. It was like playing a game as a child, with a touch of childlike innocence. He thought that he had never done this with any woman before.
Perhaps it's because the two share common memories? Mo Xiaomu wasn't sure.
Of course, although he wasn't too impatient, Mo Xiaomu did think about it; otherwise, he'd be crazy. He unconsciously compared Wang Yuhan to the women he'd been intimate with, even comparing her to Yang Xiaofeng. He concluded that Wang Yuhan had Yang Xiaofeng's fair skin, Yang Xiaofeng's round breasts, and Yang Xiaofeng's snow-white buttocks. Her figure was no less impressive than Yang Xiaofeng's, but because of her youth, her skin was firmer and more elastic. What she lacked was a certain intimacy, a certain unfamiliarity.
But there was one thing he didn't quite understand: facing such a beautiful body, why didn't he have an eager desire to make love to her? Instead, he was like a child playing a game, laughing and joking without any rush. It was both strange and familiar, just like when he and Zheng Xiaoyu played house on the riverbank, and after eating, they would wash the dishes before lying down on the thatched ground to sleep, just like a real couple.
He feels that way now when he's with Wang Yuhan.
Suddenly I thought of Zheng Xiaoyu. I wonder where she is and how she is?
Seeing him deep in thought, Wang Yuhan asked him what he was thinking about. Mo Xiaomu said, "Nothing, I just wanted to take a shower together, and you touched my thing, and pulled hard without knowing how deep it was, it hurt."
"Then I'll still be arrogant, and I'll still make you hurt!"
"Go ahead and be tough, you're not afraid of pain now."
Wang Yuhan was really stubborn, but once it became erect, no matter how much she tried to pull, it wouldn't grow longer, it just got thicker and thicker. Seeing this, Wang Yuhan said, "That's all there is to it, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Mo Xiaomu smiled but didn't say anything, because his eyes were fixed on her chest. Wang Yuhan sighed softly, "Sigh, you look so pitiful, I'll let you touch it."
As she spoke, she casually and naturally unhooked her bra, revealing two white and round breasts.
Mo Xiaomu felt a surge of heat in his head, his blood rushing forward and causing his body to throb restlessly. Meanwhile, his manhood trembled violently in Wang Yuhan's hand and rapidly swelled to its limit.
Wang Yuhan said softly, "Brother, come on up!"

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