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"Heavenly Bath Passion: The Daughters of Peach Blossom Pool" - Chapter 100: It's Too Late to Think About It 

Mo Xiaomu was still resentful because he couldn't keep his promise.
Although he never told Yang Xiaofeng this promise, he told himself it many times. He told himself that if he told himself something, he had to do it, otherwise he would be deceiving himself and his conscience would be uneasy later.
But he had to defend himself: Qin Yue did it to me, not me sleeping with her, so it doesn't count.
Furthermore, Mo Xiaomu already knows that when men and women get together, the man has to produce something called ejaculation. Hopefully, due to his age, he won't be able to ejaculate. If he doesn't ejaculate, it doesn't count, right?
Ideally, there should be no semen to ejaculate!
But man proposes, God disposes. Just as Mo Xiaomu was trying his best to defend himself, he felt waves of pleasure surging through his body. Waves of pleasure from all parts of his body rushed towards his groin. The pleasure had already overwhelmed his brain, and he could only wait for the moment of collapse to arrive. He felt that he was becoming somewhat delirious.
In fact, Mo Xiaomu had already experienced ejaculation before. He dreamed of Yang Xiaofeng and did the same kind of thing between men and women that he had seen before. He felt a heat in his lower abdomen and then ejaculated. At the time, he thought he couldn't hold it in and wet the bed. But when he got up to check, he found that very little urine came out, and it didn't look like urine. Instead, it was a small, sticky, fishy-smelling liquid. Mo Xiaomu immediately understood because he had heard adults say that what comes out in dreams at night is called "running a horse," which is what city people call wet dream.
Later, there were two more times. Both times, he dreamed of Yang Xiaofeng and then urinated. Each time, he felt very good. The feeling of pleasure started from his calves and went up to the middle of his thighs. Then, an indescribable pleasure suddenly came, making him shiver twice. It felt so good!
It wasn't that he couldn't ejaculate! Mo Xiaomu could even feel a surge of heat gathering at the base of his thighs, ready to burst forth at any moment.
It's too late to say or think anything now!
Just then, Qin Yue, who was frantically rubbing against him, suddenly slowed down, sighed softly, and got off him!
Thank God, at least she didn't eat his virgin chicken!
After Qin Yue got off him, she rolled around beside him, touched him, opened her eyes and looked at him for a while, then sighed mournfully and muttered to herself, "After all, he's still just a child."
Mo Xiaomu immediately understood the implication in her words, realizing that she had not found satisfaction in him, and felt a little guilty.
He wanted to say that he was capable of satisfying her and making her feel good, but he couldn't. He had made a promise to someone in his heart! He thought that when he had the chance in the future, he would definitely make it up to Qin Yue.
But it can only be done after he and Yang Xiaofeng have done it!
Mo Xiaomu felt a little uncomfortable, but she could only continue to pretend to be asleep.
Qin Yue was exhausted after all that fussing. She held Mo Xiaomu in her arms and quickly fell asleep, but then let go of him and went to sleep on her own, sticking her butt out to one side.
Mo Xiaomu seized the opportunity to get up, quietly got out of bed, and went out of the room.
After returning home, Mo Xiaomu tiptoed into the house to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep. He kept thinking about the scenes with Qin Yue. Just as dawn was breaking, he got up and went up the mountain. He wanted to pick mushrooms in the forest before anyone else went there, so he could pick more and sell them in town.
Mo Xiaomu recently noticed that his grandparents' health had deteriorated significantly and they could no longer work on the hillside. So they rented out their few acres of hillside land to others for cultivation, but they wouldn't let Mo Xiaomu go up the hillside, insisting that he focus on his studies.
Mo Xiaomu had no interest in studying. He wanted to do as much work as possible for his family so that his grandparents could rest and reduce their burden.
Although Grandpa still goes to the market every night to tell vulgar stories, he gets tired after a while and starts panting. He tries to avoid thinking about the sudden passing of his grandparents, but he can't help thinking about it and how he will be alone without them.
Everyone has to die eventually; just because you don't want to is not a reason why death won't come knocking at your door.
After picking a basket of mushrooms in the woods, Mo Xiaomu went down the slope back home. His grandmother had already prepared breakfast and asked him to wake his grandfather up for breakfast.
Mo Xiaomu called out twice from the outer room, but received no reply from his grandfather. He then went into the inner room, blew a breath into his grandfather's ear, and when he still did not move, he shook him twice and called out, "Grandpa, dinner's ready!"
Master Mo remained unmoved.
The old man is getting lazier and lazier. Sometimes he'll sit somewhere and not move for most of the day. He used to get up very early in the morning to climb the hill and work in the fields, but now he's still in bed even when the sun is high in the sky! Mo Xiaomu shook him a couple more times and called out in a loud voice, "Grandpa, time to eat!"
Master Mo remained silent.
Mo Xiaomu panicked. She pulled her grandfather's body closer to check, but his face seemed normal. So she put a finger under his nose to test it, and was so frightened that she almost fell over, crying out, "Grandma, something's wrong! Grandpa isn't breathing!"
Grandma outside quickly came in and said, trying to sound calm, "What are you shouting for? Are you trying to call back your soul?"
Mo Xiaomu repeated in a tearful voice, "Grandpa isn't breathing anymore!"
Grandma Mo said, "Nonsense! He was breathing perfectly fine all night yesterday, and when I touched his body this morning, he was still warm. How could he suddenly die?"
Grandma Mo stepped forward and touched Grandpa Mo, her hand trembling in surprise: "Is he really cold?"
Mo Xiaomu nestled cautiously against her grandmother, who seemed to be talking to herself, "How could this old man just suddenly turn cold?"
Then two turbid tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She sat motionless on the edge of the bed, like a wooden or clay sculpture.
Mo Xiaomu couldn't accept this fact for a while. He felt very sad when he saw the tears in his grandmother's eyes. After holding back for a while, he finally burst into tears and shook his grandfather's stiff body as he cried.
But his grandfather could no longer respond to him.
In the years that followed, Mo Xiaomu grew from a boy to a young man, and finally became an adult. The thing he could never forgive himself for was this one thing: when his grandfather was on the verge of death, he was embracing Qin Yue, who was as beautiful as a blooming flower, and making all sorts of pleasure with her!
Although his grandfather was strict with him, scolding him more than caring for him, Mo Xiaomu knew that his grandfather loved him very much, even more than his parents who had left him. But now that his grandfather was gone, his grandmother was the only family left in the world.
Mo Xiaomu nestled against his grandmother, subconsciously fearing that she might also suddenly grow cold. What would he do if his grandmother also grew cold and passed away?
Grandma sat there blankly for a while, then stood up and went outside. Mo Xiaomu helped her, crying, and they sat down under the grape trellis.
Mo Xiaomu noticed that his grandmother was holding the pipe that his grandfather always carried.
Grandma Mo looked at the pipe and muttered to herself as if she were still in the house: "You old fool, how could you do this? What will I do if you leave? We agreed to wait until Xiao Mu was a little older before we left together. You untrustworthy old man! If I leave with you now as you said before, what will happen to our Xiao Mu?"
People are most easily moved at times like this. Mo Xiaomu initially didn't believe in the death of Fifth Master Mo. After crying a couple of times, he still couldn't believe it, so he stopped crying. He was just worried that his grandmother might suddenly die from excessive grief, so he subconsciously stayed by her side. Now, hearing his grandmother mention him, a picture of his own loneliness immediately appeared in his mind, and tears welled up in his eyes. He cried uncontrollably, his sobs shaking the earth and dimming the sun and moon.
Hearing the commotion at his house, the neighbors rushed over to see what was going on. After getting accurate information, they quickly spread the news of Mo Wuye's death throughout the entire Taohuayu village.
The entire village, men and women alike, sighed in sympathy. After the initial shock, they all came over to help clean up the mess left by Master Mo.
A few days later, a mound of fresh soil appeared in the Mo family ancestral grave. Fifth Master Mo lay quietly on the hillside, no longer able to tell the men and women of the village those absurd, vanished, vulgar stories.
After Uncle Mo died, Mo Xiaomu seemed to grow up all at once. He even had less time to play. Every day after school, he would either go up the hill to pick mushrooms or do chores at home. When he wasn't doing anything, he would stay by Uncle Mo's side.
But even with Mo Xiaomu's hand by his side, it was no use. One morning, two years after Mo Wuye's death, Mo Xiaomu got up early to prepare breakfast and went to call his grandmother for breakfast. Just like when he called his grandfather last time, he called for a long time but received no response. He went into his grandmother's room, checked her breath and touched her body. Mo Xiaomu collapsed to the ground in despair.
Grandma Mo Wu has also passed away.

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