[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 25

Chapter 8 Bathing Scene

Their breathing intensified with the movements of their lower bodies, and the water in the tub splashed out rapidly as Han Zhan's thrusting became faster and more frantic. Her lower body was forcefully stretched and penetrated again and again, the pleasure slowly accumulating like sand in an hourglass. Suddenly, Han Zhan thrust hard, pressing her body down, forcing her tender little hole to take his entire massive member inside.

"Ah..." The intense stimulation caused her to straighten her back and moan, her chest rising spontaneously, the nipples on her breasts brought to Han Zhan's lips, which he took in one mouth. Helplessly looking at Han Zhan, she saw his intoxicated expression, his dark eyes half-closed, his rough tongue curling around her nipples, sucking and licking them vigorously until he released her mouth in satisfaction, her nipples swollen and erect.

Han Zhan bent his legs to gain more leverage, his large hands moving from her slender waist to her tender buttocks, kneading them, then thrusting upwards with a series of powerful strokes. The tight, suffocating pleasure caused both of them to involuntarily groan. Like water gushing violently from a bathtub, the man's heavy breathing and moans, combined with the woman's soft cries, created a love song in the small guest room.

"Ah... Han... Zhan... Slow... Slow... A little... Ah..." The rapid thrusts made Han Xue unable to even finish her sentence.

"Concentrate, oh..." Han Zhan panted, thrusting his hips forcefully, his penis constantly swallowing and releasing her tight, throbbing member. The massive shaft was gripped tightly by the tender flesh inside, each thrust bringing intense pleasure. "Baby... um... Don't squeeze so tight... oh..." After a powerful thrust, Han Zhan stopped, pressing down on her buttocks, panting heavily to relieve the urge to ejaculate after being drenched by Han Xue's vaginal fluids and nearly climaxing from the tightness of her vagina. All the muscles in his body were tense and hard as stone. Large beads of sweat slid down his face and into the water.

After her climax, Han Xue's body trembled slightly as she fell into Han Zhan's arms, her breath coming in short gasps. The water had cooled, and she reached out to hug Han Zhan's neck, resting her forehead against his neck, panting weakly.

Han Zhan pressed one hand against her pressed buttocks, stood up from the water, pulled a towel from the screen, and covered Han Xue with it. He then stepped out of the tub and slowly walked into the inner room.

Her body was unusually sensitive after her climax, and Han Zhan's vigorous movements caused the iron rod to rub against her anus, making Han Xue's love juices flow freely, and she moaned continuously. With each step Han Zhan took, more juices spilled from her red lips, and her delicate body began to tremble again.

"Do you like it?" His rapid breaths brushed against her ear. Han Zhan had reached his limit. He turned and went into the inner room, closing the door behind him. He pressed Han Xue against the door and began thrusting forcefully, each time penetrating to the hilt, pounding hard until Han Xue couldn't even scream. Her moans were muffled, like soft cat-like whimpers. The "slapping" sounds of their bodies colliding filled her ears. Her vagina tightened around his penis again, gripping it tightly. After nearly a hundred frenzied thrusts, Han Zhan pressed her soft body against his with one last powerful thrust, ejaculating his hot seed. The extreme pleasure overwhelmed Han Xue, and she fainted.

When she awoke, it was already bright daylight. Warm sunlight streamed in through the window, making the awakened Han Xue lazy and unwilling to move. She heard hushed voices beside her, but couldn't make out what they were saying. It seemed the people in the outer room didn't want to disturb her sleep and were being considerate. Clean clothes were laid out on the small table beside the bed, from her specially made undershirt and underwear to cotton socks and shoes—everything was there. Han Xue smiled silently, knowing that only that person would be so thoughtful as to prepare these things for her. She gently sat up, feeling only a slight soreness in her lower body; otherwise, the man must have massaged and soothed her while she was unconscious. Otherwise, after such intense lovemaking, she probably wouldn't even be able to straighten her back.

She dressed lightly, letting her long, ankle-length black hair fall down her back, and slowly walked out. But before her hand even touched the door of the cubicle, it was silently pushed open from the outside, startling her.

"Were you frightened?" Seeing her lover staring at her like a startled deer, she stepped forward and took her hand, which was pounding her chest, asking worriedly.

"Why did you walk so quietly?" she angrily punched him.

"I heard you get out of bed, so I rushed in," Han Zhan said guiltily, pulling her into his arms and gently patting her.

“I heard voices outside,” she peeked out from beside Han Zhan’s shoulder. “Who are you talking to?”

“Zhengyi.” Naturally, he put his arm around her waist and helped Han Xue out of the inner room. “We’ve found the person who drugged her.”

“Who is it?” Han Xue looked at Wang Zhengyi, whose expression was somewhat unnatural. “Brother Wang, tell me.”

“Princess!” Because Han Xue disliked people kneeling, the retainers only bowed when outsiders were present.

"No need for formalities, Brother Wang, tell me about the person who drugged you."

"Yes, I found out that the one who led the crowd into the princess's courtyard that day was the second son of the Wise King of Jinsha Kingdom—Liang Wei."

"Pfft—" Upon hearing the name, Han Xue spat out the ginseng tea she was about to swallow. "Cough cough cough~~" She coughed and laughed, panting, which startled Han Zhan, who hurriedly patted her back and wiped her mouth. "Impotence? Is there...cough cough cough...someone with such a name?"

Hearing Han Xue's words, Wang Zhengyi also laughed, and even Han Zhan, who always had a cool face in front of outsiders, curled up the corners of his mouth. "Princess, you misunderstood. It's Liang Wei. The royal surname of Jinsha Kingdom is Liang, and his given name is Wei."

"Cough, this person's name is so bad, he's not afraid of people mispronouncing it." Han Xue frowned in dissatisfaction. "I don't know this person. Is he bored? Why is he waiting there to set a trap for me?" “

I handed the person over to Yan Niang last night. She came this morning, and I told her the princess was still asleep,” Wang Zhengyi paused awkwardly. “I sent her back first. Does the princess want her to come now? I’ll go and fetch her right away.”

“No, we’ll go over in a bit. The Crown Prince of Jinsha Kingdom sent me such a grand gift; there must be something fishy going on here,” Han Xue’s narrowed eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, then she smiled and said, “Tell Yan Niang to use her skills as the head of Han Chun Lou to properly entertain this distinguished guest. Don’t let your master lose face.”

“Yes, I’ll go right away.” Wang Zhengyi bowed and turned to leave.

“Wait,” Han Xue’s smile held the mischievous glint she always had when she was playing a prank, “Tell Yan Niang not to hurt the Second Young Master, be gentle.” Hearing this

, Wang Zhengyi shuddered and hurriedly retreated. The foolish swordsman whom the princess had Yan Niang gently entertaine last time had been pinned to his bed by over thirty girls from Han Chun Lou for three days and three nights. By the fourth day, when someone was sent to check on him, he was barely alive. It was said that he could no longer have sex and would flee at the sight of a woman, howling like a banshee.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong? Why are you running so fast?" Seeing Wang Zhengyi's almost hasty retreat, Han Xue looked up and asked Han Zhan behind her, her face full of confusion.

"You scared me!" Han Zhan affectionately tapped her pretty nose. This girl, sometimes as cunning as a fox, never losing a battle of wits with the emperor and cunning merchants, sometimes as innocent and oblivious as a child. He really didn't know how she could have so many faces.

"Nonsense, am I that scary-looking?" Turning around, she glared at him, hands on her hips.

Grabbing his jade-like chin, she said, "No, very tempting!" She kissed his pouting red lips. "Remember what happened to that 'Romantic Swordsman' last time? You little rascal!" She pinched his chin, which had lost some weight in the past few days, and reminded him.

Her big eyes darted around, and Han Xue suddenly realized, giggling as she took his large hand and pulled him to sit down at the table. "Let's eat quickly so we can go see the play!" She stopped talking and happily enjoyed the meal with her lover.

Chapter 9: The Envoy Enters the

Capital. All of Han Xue's businesses had rooms for her and Han Zhan, each designed, furnished, and even the clothes in the wardrobe exactly like those in Han Family Manor. Her family members did this so that whenever they rested, they would feel at home. This was why Han Zhan was able to quickly find a change of clothes and medicine at Han Chun Lou.

Pushing open her bedroom door, Han Xue tugged on a small golden bell behind it before slowly walking to the hall and sitting down, listlessly fiddling with the cups on the table. Han Zhan watched her childish antics with amusement and quietly sat down beside her. A moment later, footsteps sounded at the door, and a red figure drifted in with a fragrant breeze.

Han Xue smiled happily at the newcomer: "Yan Niang is still so beautiful."

"Miss's words are still so sweet," Yan Niang said, walking in with a charming air, fan in hand: "Han Zhan said you were injured. Where are you injured? Are you alright?"

Han Xue blushed, still smiling: "It's nothing, just a scrape."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Han Zhan's lips curled into a smile, staring at her with a knowing look. She secretly kicked him under the table.

"That second young master is at Tianxiang Pavilion now, with six or seven sisters accompanying him. Would you like to go and see him, Miss?" Yan Niang's smile faded. Mentioning this man made her grit her teeth. This prince of Jinsha Kingdom didn't even consider his own strength before daring to lay a hand on Xiao Xue'er. If he fell into Yan Niang's hands, she would definitely make sure he got what he deserved.

"No rush," Han Xue smiled. "Is the town peaceful lately?" Juxiang Town was a necessary stop on the way to the capital, and she traveled there more than ten times a year. This time, however, she unexpectedly fell into a trap here, especially since it was on her own initiative and she wasn't staying at her own property. This made her uneasy, as if someone had set a trap for her.

"It's not much different from usual, except that in the past month, three groups of foreign envoys have passed through here to enter the capital." Yan Niang lowered her eyes and thought for a moment.

"Foreign envoys?" There are no celebrations or happy events in the palace right now, so how could two or three groups of envoys have entered the capital? Could it be…?

“Did you find out anything from Young Master Liang?”

“He said he’s going to the capital to meet the Emperor, and he’s brought important gifts.” Seeing the change in Han Xue’s expression, Yan Niang also became nervous.

“Is Brother Wang with you?” Han Xue’s face turned cold, her aura imposing without anger, a completely unconscious and natural expression. She rarely acted like this, but when she did, it meant things were serious. Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male sex toy anime virgin real body famous instrument highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter.

“I’ll go call him.” Han Zhan said, getting up.

“No, you stay by my side.” Han Xue grabbed his sleeve and shook her head at him: “From this moment on, you must not leave my side.” The things the envoy might have to do in the capital made her uneasy; she needed him by her side.

"Is it that serious?" Yan Niang was also startled. Han Xue had twelve guards by her side, and although Han Zhan usually followed her closely, she had never seen Han Xue give such a special order.

"It's nothing dangerous," Han Xue smiled reassuringly. "I need Yan Niang to help me spread a message immediately, and it must be something that everyone knows about, but not something that people discuss loudly."

"What is it, Miss? Please tell me," Yan Niang said seriously and firmly. Even if it meant going through fire and water, she would do it for her mistress.

"You need to spread the word: Princess Huangfu Han Xue

, the Protector of the Nation, has secretly married a man and is pregnant. The pregnancy has been confirmed by the divine physician Han Qi." "Ah?! ...

Han Zhan gripped Han Xue's hand with concern, clearly also thinking about the envoys' arrival in the capital.

"Without celebrations or joyous occasions, so many envoys coming to the capital, bringing gifts—there's only one possibility: a marriage alliance." Han Xue explained carefully to Yan Niang, "There are two kinds of marriage alliances: one is 'marrying,' and the other is 'taking a wife.' I can't say for sure about the others, but this Second Prince Liang is clearly after me. They've deployed men to catch me in Juxiang Town. And coincidentally, I saw the Fugui Inn that day and decided to change my lodging there on a whim, which is how I fell into their trap." She owned the world-famous Fugui Inn, a name chosen for its homophonic pun to increase its popularity—a classic example of trademark piracy. She changed her lodging on a whim; if they hadn't underestimated Han Zhan's power, she would now be a fish on a chopping board, completely at their mercy.

Upon hearing her words, Han Zhan abruptly stood up, released their clasped hands, and was about to rush out when Han Xue quickly grabbed him from behind: "Don't go! That person can't die yet."

Han Zhan's eyes flashed with ferocity, veins bulging on his forehead, as if he wanted to devour someone. This terrified Yan Niang, who collapsed to the ground, trembling.

"Yan Niang, Yan Niang, you go out first," he called out, raising his voice to wake the stunned Yan Niang. "Before sunset tomorrow, I need this news to reach the capital."

"Oh, yes, yes," Yan Niang shakily scrambled to her feet and stumbled out the door. It was terrifying! The man's face just now was like that of a man-eating demon—so frightening, so terrifying!

Han Zhan's chest heaved violently. Though he didn't shake off Han Xue, his murderous aura remained undisguised. Han Xue hugged him even tighter: "Don't do this, Han Zhan, I'm scared." Her

weak voice strangely dispelled the murderous aura in the room, but the man's tense body didn't relax. Han Xue moved from behind him to face him, gently stroking his face. "Don't do this, I'm fine."

Han Zhan stiffly reached out and pulled Han Xue into his arms, holding her tightly. He was filled with shock and anger. Damn them, how dare they try to defile his precious thing! Everyone who dared to touch her deserved to die. The murderous aura in the room slowly intensified again.

This man! Han Xue sighed inwardly, pulled his head down, squatted on her tiptoes, and kissed his lips. She awkwardly parted his lips, her fragrant tongue sliding into his mouth, slowly licking his tongue, inviting him to dance with her.

The panic and anger in her heart were transformed into intense desire by this kiss. Han Zhan's tongue fiercely seized her delicate tongue, wildly entwining with it. The force made Han Xue groan uncomfortably, but she couldn't push him away now. This man was afraid; he was like a bewildered child who needed her comfort.

She quickly reached out and pulled open Han Zhan's belt, unbuttoning his outer garment, then his undergarment, and finally his inner lining, until his upper body was naked. Then she began to undress herself, stripping down to her underwear, her naked upper body pressed tightly against his. The sensation of skin against skin finally brought Han Zhan back to his senses. When he released her lips, Han Xue felt a sharp, numbing pain in her own lips, a faint salty taste lingering on them.

"Xue'er... Xue'er..." Looking at her bleeding lips, Han Zhan felt immense guilt, tenderly licking her lips.

"Hold me!" A pair of jade-like arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her soft breasts pressed against his hot chest.

Han Zhan scooped her up and carried her into the inner room behind the screen. He kicked the door shut and gently placed her on the bed. Han Xue shook her head at him, pulling him down onto the bed. She lay on top of him, slowly rubbing her breasts against his hard chest. "You kissed me so hard just now, Xue'er will punish you."

"Xue'er... Xue'er..." Han Zhan stared intently at Han Xue, as if afraid she would disappear in the blink of an eye. He was terrified. Fortunately, he had never dared to slacken in his martial arts training over the years. If his skill hadn't been high enough to arrive immediately upon hearing the commotion in Xue'er's room, she would have been... The thought of that possibility ignited a murderous aura within him. She was his most beautiful miracle, the object of his heart's desire. Anyone who dared to defile her deserved to die.

"Zhan, I'm alright, don't be afraid." She held his head, kissing him from his forehead, eyelids, and nose, all the way to his lips, which were tightly pursed in murderous intent. Her lips were still bleeding, so they couldn't French kiss. She could only lick him a few times to comfort him. Just as Han Zhan was about to respond with a kiss, her playful little tongue quickly escaped, instead curling around his earlobe, gently grinding it with her teeth, then releasing it. Looking at his earlobe, which she had bitten red, she chuckled and licked it.

Han Zhan's breathing quickened, and he tried to pull her down with his strong arm, but Han Xue held his shoulders down. "Don't move, okay? I'm going to punish you. You have to be a good girl and let me bully you." She said, soothingly kissing his panting lips, then lowering her head to attack his neck.

"Mmm... Xue'er..." Han Zhan rubbed his already erect lower body against Han Xue's thigh, the allure of the little girl before him fueling his desire.

"Don't move!" Han Xue lightly patted his lower abdomen without ceremony. "If you're not good, I won't talk to you anymore." With narrowed eyes and a lick of her lips, Han Xue straightened up with ill intent, her beautifully shaped breasts swaying before Han Zhan's eyes, making him swallow hard. Han Xue blushed, and with seductive, slow movements, she removed her remaining trousers and threw them off the bed. She leaned down, placing her hands on Han Zhan's rapidly heaving chest, supporting herself under his gaze, and spread her legs, pressing her bare buttocks against his lower abdomen.

"Xue'er, Xue'er," Han Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, burning with desire, he called out urgently to Han Xue, his lower abdomen bulging with lust. He wanted it so badly, he wanted to grab those swaying breasts, to bite those tender pink fruits, to caress her entire body, to let that beautiful body envelop him, to make them one…

Chapter 10 Soothing

He pulled Han Zhan’s restless hands up and led them to the bedpost for him to hold: “Hold on, I didn’t say let go, you can’t let go.” Because of the forward lean, her breasts brushed against Han Zhan’s face, and he couldn’t wait to stick out his tongue and lick them a few times. Looking at the departing breasts, he panted with disappointment.

Han Xue’s hands were pressed against his chest, and her lower body slid down a few inches against Han Zhan’s lower abdomen, arousing Han Zhan’s lust even more. The visual effect of his beloved woman teasing him made Han Zhan’s eyes red, and Han Xue also started to pant, her lower body constantly gushing with love fluid: “Close your eyes, don’t look.”

Han Zhan obediently closed his eyes, but after he couldn’t see, his body’s sensations became even more acute. He could feel her soft lips kissing his neck and Adam's apple, her little tongue licking, then moving to his collarbone, licking and nibbling at the hollow. Her two small hands simultaneously rubbed his chest, his nipples hardening under the friction of her palms, then one nipple was enveloped in warm, moist flesh, sucked with a bit of force.

"Oh..." He could clearly feel the warm, wet love juice flowing from her vagina onto his bare lower abdomen. When did this girl learn all this? Damn it, he wanted it so badly.

Han Xue finished playing with one nipple and switched to licking the other, her jade-like buttocks sliding down, leaving a noticeable wet mark on his shivering lower abdomen.

"Mmm..." His buttocks bumped against his erect penis, and the man groaned deeply. Han Xue released his nipple, her lips slowly moving down along the midline of his stomach, licking the taste she had left behind. Her jade-like buttocks, as her body moved downwards, deliberately pressed against his penis as she slid down.

"Oh...no...ah...Xue'er..." Han Zhan groaned pleadingly, like a fish out of water, his whole body trembling slightly, panting heavily. He was really going to die at this woman's hands today. God, when did she learn to seduce men? No, his lower body was going to explode.

Han Xue kissed Han Zhan's taut, bulging abdomen, licked his navel a few times, then pulled down his belt, revealing his erect penis.

"Oh! Poor thing, it's all bruised." The huge iron rod had swollen into a purplish-blue color, with veins throbbing on the surface, and a slightly whitish, transparent liquid oozing from the tip of the mushroom head. "Don't cry, Xue'er cares about you!" she said, sticking out her little tongue to lick the tearful little hole at the tip.

"Oh...no..." The stimulation in his crotch made Han Zhan sit up abruptly, watching Han Xue's little mouth leave his penis, still licking her lips, making Han Zhan gasp as if he was about to suffocate.

“You taste salty,” Han Xue laughed, straightening up and tilting her head to think for a moment, “and a little fishy too.” She placed her hands on his shoulders, moving her buttocks forward, her vagina gently rubbing against his massive member.

“Mmm…” Han Zhan groaned, his head bowed, his hands bracing against the bed: “Little vixen, oh…” Her vagina was slowly swallowing his member, leaving him only able to groan and gasp.

“Ah… so full…” she complained softly, her vagina a little sore from the strain. Seeing Han Zhan sweating profusely, she hesitated whether to pull the large thing out.

“Little vixen!” Han Zhan gasped weakly, “If you don’t move faster, I’m going to die.”

But it really was so full, Han Xue thought to herself, watching the iron rod, halfway inside, shift her buttocks restlessly, eliciting even louder groans from Han Zhan. Seeing his discomfort, Han Xue couldn’t help but contract her vagina slightly.

"Oh, don't squeeze..." Han Zhan gasped for breath. "If you want to murder your husband, don't choose this method."

"I didn't mean to." Han Xue shifted nervously again.

"Oh..." His little hole felt so good, he wanted to thrust wildly, but he was afraid this little girl would come after him later, so he could only endure the pleasure and pain.

What's going on? Wang Zhengyi stood in the outer hall, listening intently. The sounds of lewd moans and conversations from the inner room made him want to hug the table leg and cry. Didn't Yan Niang say that the princess wanted to see him? Didn't she say that Han Zhan was determined to kill that Liang Er Shizi? What's going on? Why did he always stumble upon them doing things? If Han Zhan knew that he was eavesdropping on him and the princess, he wouldn't be the first to die, but him.

Han Xue met Han Zhan's angry eyes and pouted aggrievedly: "You're too big, it hurts so much."

Wow! Is Lord Zhan's size also magnificent? " Truly a man among men," Wang Zhengyi thought, his admiration for Han Zhan growing even stronger. Although he was terrified of being hunted down by Han Zhan, his curiosity overcame his fear, making him excitedly eavesdrop in the outer hall.

Han Zhan sighed dejectedly, "Then let me do it?" They couldn't just sit here like this, could they?

"No!" Han Xue immediately objected, "You always make me faint."

Ah!! The princess always faints from being dominated! No wonder he's so skilled, Master Zhan, he's so persistent in this area.

"They can't just sit here like this, can they?" Han Zhan

sighed, exasperated. What? What? He'd hit a roadblock? Wang Zhengyi unconsciously bit his sleeve, so excited.

"I want to be on top," Han Xue said coyly. Every time he pinned her down, she fainted; she didn't want to faint this time.

His princess looked so delicate and weak, yet she was the one on top? Wang Zhengyi's eyes gleamed with disbelief.

"No problem, but get up first." He cupped her buttocks, intending to lift her up, but the moment he pressed against her, he couldn't help but knead them. It felt so good to touch, her skin as smooth as ice, a feast for both the eyes and the touch.

"What's wrong?" His kneading made her buttocks tingle, and her vagina began to itch, feeling love juice flowing out. Her breathing became heavier.

"I'll go twist Zheng Yi's head off first." His eyes glared at the tightly closed door of the inner room, his murderous aura radiating from him. That brat, he's got guts, daring to eavesdrop outside.

"Huh?~~" Han Xue's puzzled expression turned to surprise when she heard the clattering of tables and chairs coming from the outer hall. Wang Zheng Yi, terrified by the murderous aura emanating from the inner room and Han Zhan's words, fled in panic.

Han Xue stared at Han Zhan in disbelief: "You knew Brother Wang was eavesdropping outside all along?"

"I knew when he was in the corridor, but he didn't leave right away." Taking advantage of Han Xue's distraction, Han Zhan rubbed her incredibly smooth buttocks while pressing her against his desire with a bit of force, making her vagina slowly swallow him.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Han Xue panted, the tingling sensation in her lower body intensifying, feeling incredibly full and swollen.

"We probably shouldn't be discussing this right now." His huge penis was completely swallowed by her vagina, its outline clearly visible through Han Xue's lower abdomen, making Han Zhan proudly curl the corners of his mouth, his large hand kneading her slightly protruding lower abdomen.

"Oh..." Being enveloped by her vagina, these few rubs felt so good.

"Ah..." The feeling of being stretched inside and pressed outside made her lower body feel indescribably sore and swollen. Han Xue straightened her back, and with the movement, her two jade breasts trembled and stood erect in front of Han Zhan.

"So beautiful," Han Zhan's eyes were fixed on the trembling jade breasts in front of him, and his large hands rubbed the protrusion on her lower abdomen with a little more force. "Oh...so comfortable..." Even without thrusting, such rubbing felt very intoxicating.

"No, ah..." Han Xue shook her head helplessly, the soreness and tingling in her lower abdomen caused her vagina to involuntarily tighten, gripping his penis tightly.

The comfortable feeling made Han Zhan tentatively put one arm around her waist and lift her up. Then, with one hand pressing down on Han Xue's lower abdomen, and the other hand applying a little force, he made her vagina slowly swallow his penis. The tight and suffocating pleasure made Han Zhan feel so comfortable that even his moans were stuck in his throat. He squinted and watched Han Xue's breathing change from light panting to heavy panting.

"Is it comfortable?" Han Zhan's eager gaze and low, husky voice made Han Xue blush. She licked her lips and nodded, her mouth dry from panting.

"Move yourself." He grabbed one of Han Xue's hands from her shoulder and pressed it against her lower abdomen. With his hands free, he grabbed and kneaded the breasts that had been tempting him earlier. Watching the jade-like breasts deform in his large hands, the small red nipples peeking out from between his fingers, he couldn't help but lean in and lick them a few times. The moist nipples were luscious and tempting, making him knead them even more vigorously.

The pleasure in her chest made Han Xue's lower body feel even emptier. She placed one hand on Han Zhan's shoulder and the other on her lower abdomen, slowly sitting down, feeling her body being slowly filled. This time, although she felt very full and swollen, she didn't feel any pain. How wonderful! She

slowly straightened up, and when only the head of his penis remained inside her, she slowly sat down again. After a few tries, the penis moved in and out smoothly, and the friction against her vagina made her feel comfortable and surprised. A surprised smile graced her face; this was the first time she had felt so fully aware of how the two of them were 'doing it'.

"Is it fun?" Han Zhan asked with a doting smile, seeing Han Xue's surprised expression, as if she had received a new toy.

"It feels strange inside," Han Xue smiled, stroking the slight marks on her lower abdomen from sitting down, "but it's very comfortable."

"I'm glad you like it." He kissed her smiling lips, his hands returning to her buttocks to help her rise and fall, increasing the speed.

"Mmm...comfortable...ah..." The friction of the iron rod against her vagina felt so good, her entire lower abdomen felt warm, but this rising and falling was exhausting; she had no strength left. "Zhan...ah...I have no...strength...anymore..."

"Tired?" He buried himself inside her, letting her sit on him to rest, and wiped the fine sweat from Han Xue's forehead. "How about I take over?"

Han Xue nodded breathlessly; she really had no strength left, she was so tired. "I don't want to faint again." This man was too rough, she couldn't take it.

Chapter 11 Happiness

He kissed her forehead, "I'll go slower this time." He gently turned her around and pressed her onto the bed, letting her wrap her legs around his waist. Han Zhan thrust his hips and began to pump.

Han Xue frowned slightly, "It's strange!" She panted as she met Han Zhan's eyes, "It doesn't feel the same as before."

"Is it uncomfortable?" Han Zhan stopped inside her.

"Don't stop," she arched her back to let Han Zhan continue thrusting. "It's not as swollen as before, and it doesn't feel so tight." She smiled at Han Zhan, who was staring at her, "It feels better now, and it's very comfortable."

Han Zhan smiled happily, "It's my honor to make you feel comfortable."

"Mmm... faster." The speed increased, as if it could intensify the pleasure. Her lower abdomen felt hot and numb, making her nipples tingle. Han Xue gently rubbed her breasts with both hands.

Han Zhan watched in amazement as Han Xue blossomed beneath him like a flower. At this moment, he truly understood that he had single-handedly transformed his beloved from a girl into a woman. This feeling was one of pride, honor, and satisfaction. He grasped her hands, their fingers intertwined, increasing the speed of his thrusts while also gradually increasing the force. "Does it feel good?"

"Ah...ah...good...mmm...a little harder...yes...ah...good..." His woman was slowly blossoming for him, Han Xue's half-closed eyes moaning with pleasure, her delicate and alluring beauty captivating him.

"Zhan..." he sighed softly, his tender eyes locked in a deep gaze. The pleasure within her vagina grew stronger, slowly tightening, gripping his manhood tightly.

"Slower, Xue'er," Han Zhan thrust rapidly, "Wait for me...together with me."

"Zhan...ah...ah...ya..." Han Xue cried out, clearly feeling the increasing pleasure within her, her vagina contracting rapidly.

"Wait for me..." After a dozen rapid thrusts, the final slammed into her flower bud, his body trembling as he released his hot seed into his beloved. "Xue'er, ah... um... my Xue'er."

This climax brought Han Zhan immense satisfaction, both physically and mentally. He pulled Han Xue over, flipping her onto his body.

"Are you alright?" Seeing Han Xue's closed eyelashes fluttering, he gently stroked the sweat-dampened hair on her cheek and asked tenderly. "Mmm

." She hummed softly with her eyes closed. She was still savoring the pleasurable feeling of her climax. So this was what sex was like—so comfortable, so exciting. During the climax, a wave of heat surged within her vagina, making her heart tingle. Her small hand lingered on her lower abdomen, feeling a noticeable bulge beneath her fingers.

"Huh?" Han Xue lazily propped herself up as Han Zhan sat up. "Ah..." Although Han Zhan's penis had shrunk after the climax, it hadn't completely softened. The penis, which had only been half-erect when she was lying down, was now fully inside her again because of her sitting position. This posture made the roundness on her lower abdomen even more noticeable.

"Han Zhan, look." Han Xue gently stroked the roundness on her lower abdomen. If it weren't for the unusual distribution of the area, she would have thought she had gained weight.

Han Zhan proudly stroked the slightly protruding part on her soft lower abdomen. "This is a seed, my seed." He gently and lovingly stroked it. "In the future, our child will grow up here."

"You mean, this is our baby?" She had always understood only theoretical knowledge. So this is how it is in practice, different from the theory of sperm and egg in her previous life. "Baby!!??" She murmured softly, stroking the roundness on her lower abdomen.

Seeing her actions, Han Zhan chuckled: "This isn't, this is my seed." He took her hand and gently kissed it. "You're still too young. Let's have children in a few years." At sixteen, she was still a child herself. How could she shoulder the responsibility of being a mother? And he couldn't bear to let her become a mother too early.

Seeing Han Xue's still puzzled expression, Han Zhan smiled, took a handkerchief from the bedside table, and gently lifted her by the waist with both hands. With a "pop," his penis was pulled out of her vagina.

"Ah..." Along with his penis, a large amount of white fluid flowed out, spilling onto Han Xue's thighs and the bed, emitting a fishy, musky smell. Han Zhan's large hand caressed Han Xue's buttocks, gently rubbing her anus at the tailbone. "Ouch..." Han Xue felt a numbness in her vagina, and more white fluid gushed out.

Han Xue gently stroked her now flat stomach, letting Han Zhan use the handkerchief to wipe the white fluid from her genitals and thighs clean. "Was the anus you just rubbed to prevent me from getting pregnant?" she asked, like a curious child.

Han Zhan wiped the semen off the bed, threw the handkerchief on the bedside table, then pulled Han Xue, who was kneeling on the bed, into his arms and covered her with the quilt. "The emperor would do this if he didn't want his concubines to get pregnant."

"You went to peek?" No way, does Han Zhan have a penchant for judging people's actions?

He lightly patted her buttocks as punishment, glared at her, and said irritably, "It's written in the medical book you brought back from the palace."

"Oh." It wasn't her fault for overthinking; his words were too misleading. Then, remembering why she had seduced him into bed, Han Xue wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on Han Zhan's shoulder. "Don't be angry, okay? I'm fine."

Her words reminded Han Zhan of the man who deserved to die, and he hugged her tightly. "I promise you, I won't let him die in Biluo." That was his bottom line.

Well, actually, she didn't really like the Second Prince Liang who drugged her either. To do something as shameless as drugging a woman was utterly despicable.

"After returning to the capital, you must tell my Emperor brother." Having a princess title was troublesome; even a small matter like marriage between two people would become a major event for the entire world.

"Okay." Her Emperor brother had probably been looking forward to this day for a long time. Everyone knew his heart was with her. After she passed the imperial examination at fifteen, Huangfu Haotian would ask him with his eyes every time they met when he would "devour" her, but this little girl was oblivious.

She yawned softly; lovemaking made her feel languid, as if she had just woken up.

"Tired?" Han Zhan gently pulled her down to lie on the bed, tucking the blanket around her.

"I feel like I've been sleeping the whole time these past few days," Han Xue complained softly.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you." He gently patted her back to help her fall asleep, listening to her breathing gradually deepen, and Han Zhan closed his eyes peacefully. The two slept neck to neck, their bodies entwined, a picture of happiness reflected in the mandarin ducks on the quilt.

Waking up in the arms of a loved one is truly a blissful thing. Han Xue nestled against Han Zhan's strong arm, looking at their intertwined hair. He picked up a strand and playfully brushed the end against Han Xue's nose. "If you don't open your eyes, I'll bite you!" Han Zhan was always a light sleeper; she had moved slightly in his arms, so he should have already woken up, but he was pretending to be asleep.

Han Zhan chuckled as he opened his tiger-like eyes, gazing tenderly at his delicate lover in his arms. His large hand stroked her bare back. "Are you alright?"

"From now on, you're not allowed to get up before I wake up." Han Xue snuggled closer to him. "Waking up in your arms feels so sweet."

"Okay." The two lay together, neither speaking, enjoying this peaceful and sweet moment.

"What time is it now?" Her small hand unconsciously traced patterns on Han Zhan's chest. "

It's probably the hour of Chou (1-3 AM)." He grabbed her teasing hand and gently nibbled on it as punishment. "Don't tease me, your body can't take it."

Han Xue blushed and playfully punched him. "I'm not."

Han Xue's movements caused her breasts to heave, revealing a stunning sight. Han Zhan swallowed, grasping one of her alluring breasts with one hand, giving Han Xue a half-smile.

"Ah..." Han Xue blushed even more. This man, how could he be so reckless?

"I think we should get up. I really have no resistance to you." Unable to resist, he gently massaged her soft breasts again before reluctantly letting go. He got out of bed, took Han Xue's clothes from the wardrobe beside the bed, and handed them to her.

Han Xue, hiding under the quilt, watched Han Zhan walk back and forth naked, giggling, especially when she saw his half-erect desire; she laughed even harder.

Han Zhan glanced helplessly at his crotch and said irritably, "If you laugh again, I'll make you do it for three days and three nights."

"You stingy little thing!" Suppressing a laugh, she took the clothes, pulled back the quilt, and dressed. When she finished dressing and was about to get out of bed to put on her undergarments, she saw Han Zhan standing there naked, arms crossed, staring intently as she dressed, his erection fully aroused. Han Xue blushed and spat at him, "You lecher, aren't you afraid of dying from exhaustion?"

Han Zhan laughed and walked over to hug her, his large hand touching her inner thigh, gently caressing it, and he wickedly breathed into her ear, "I really want to push you onto the bed right now."

"Don't do this." Han Xue twisted her body, protesting softly. Her body, having been intimate before, was somewhat sensitive, and under his gentle caresses, her inner thighs were already a little wet.

"Hmm..." Han Zhan groaned dejectedly, withdrawing his hand from her inner thigh, instead hugging her waist, resting his head on her shoulder, and taking deep breaths to calm his desire. After a while, he gently kissed Han Xue's ear, "Hurry up and get dressed, I'll wait for you outside." He gently released her, picked up the trousers and underpants from under the bed, put them on, and opened the door to leave the inner room without daring to look back.

Chapter 12 The Unlucky Second Prince of Liang

Han Xue chuckled and continued to dress, picking up the clean clothes from the bed. Once dressed, she took a jade comb from the dressing table, a silver ribbon and several small pearl flowers from her jewelry box, and with her hair still a mess, she walked out of the inner room. Passing the screen, she saw Han Zhan already dressed and sitting there drinking tea.

"Help me braid my hair," she said, handing him the comb and sitting down at the table, casually placing the small pearl flowers on it.

Han Zhan took the comb, stood behind her, and skillfully braided her hair, carefully decorating it with pearl flowers. Han Xue was helpless with her long hair, and had threatened to cut it several times. To prevent her from self-harming and abusing others, he had been the one to comb her hair since she was five years old.

As soon as she finished combing her hair, Hanxue immediately stood up, pulled Hanzhan along, and tried to run outside. "Let's go see that unlucky Second Prince Liang." She wondered what Yanniang had done to him.

Hanzhan pulled her back into his arms. "Yanniang is just outside the door."

"Huh?" She pinched his hand lightly. "Why didn't you say so earlier?" Hanxue called out towards the door, "Yanniang, are you there?"

"Miss, I'm here." Yanniang slowly peeked out from outside the door, responding softly, occasionally stealing glances at Hanzhan.

"Lead the way, let's go see Second Prince Liang," Hanxue said softly to Yanniang.

"Yes. This way, Miss." As soon as Yan Niang turned around, Han Xue turned back to glare at Han Zhan, her mouth silently opening and closing, "Look how scared you've made her."

Han Zhan shrugged innocently, also silently saying, "She's just a coward, how can she blame me?"

Wrinkling her nose and huffing at him, Han Xue pulled him along to follow Yan Niang down to the attic. The Han Chun Lou building had secret passages throughout, leading to any room. Walking through the secret passages, Yan Niang opened one of the exits and went out first. The exit of this secret passage led to a wardrobe in a room. Yan Niang invited Han Xue and Han Zhan to sit at the round table in the room, then walked to the window and opened a large window.

This was a room reserved for guests with special interests, used for peeping. The two rooms were sealed apart by glass, the glass side painted with a special coating so that it looked like an ordinary wall, while the other side could clearly see into the next room.

The scene in the next room made Han Xue's eyes widen. She jumped up and rushed to the window. Wow, this is too spectacular! ? ? She turned to look at Yan Niang in disbelief. She must never mess with Yan Niang again. She looks so gentle and weak, but she never expected her to be so ruthless when she hurts people. It's terrifying. Han Zhan awkwardly touched his nose and exchanged a glance with Han Xue, reading the same thought in her eyes.

They saw that the hateful yet pitiful Second Prince Liang, his once handsome face now filled with pain, his mouth wide open as if he were screaming, his hands held by two naked women, kneeling naked in front of them. A naked woman hung beneath him, her genitals rapidly stroking his. More disturbingly, a man as large as a bear knelt behind him. From their positions, the man's penis was not visible, but the rapid thrusting made it clear he was penetrating the young master's anus. Han Xue shuddered

, grasping Han Zhan's hand and nestling into his arms. If she were still inexperienced, she might have been oblivious, but having experienced it herself, seeing this scene honestly frightened her. Given Han Zhan's gentle care and tenderness, she was still in so much pain after her first time; one could only imagine how much pain the young master was in.

Han Zhan patted Han Xue tenderly, glaring coldly at Yan Niang, who quickly closed the window and retreated to the side, not daring to utter a sound.

Han Xue went to the table, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then sat down. Some things, though cruel, had to be done when necessary; otherwise, she would be the one to suffer. Calming herself, Han Xue turned to Yan Niang and said, "Tell me, how have you been treating this Second Young Master Liang these past two days? Let me consider whether it was proper etiquette."

"Last night, when he first arrived, I added 'Turning Red Dust' to the food and wine, and I recruited over a dozen sisters to serve this Second Young Master Liang in bed. Today, the incense in the room is 'Undying Golden Spear'." Seeing Han Xue's pale face, Yan Niang cautiously looked at Han Zhan, fearing this madman might suddenly erupt in anger.

The name 'Undying Golden Spear' alone suggested its effects. "Is 'Turning the Dust' an aphrodisiac?" Han Xue asked, finding the name quite intriguing.

"Yes, it costs a hundred taels of gold per bottle. Young Master Qi's medicine is hard to buy even with money," Yan Niang replied cautiously.

In other words, "Turning the Dust" was a top-grade aphrodisiac; she hadn't expected Han Qi's medicine to be so valuable. Han Xue touched her red lips with one hand, lightly dabbing them with her finger. After a moment's thought, she poured a cup of tea and placed it on the table to her right: "Remember to remind me when we get home to have Han Qi go into seclusion to refine the medicine."

Han Zhan naturally sat down in that spot. "Okay." He chuckled and slowly sipped his tea. How could he not understand what Han Xue was thinking? A bottle of aphrodisiac cost a hundred taels of gold—what could be a more lucrative business? Besides, the person making the medicine was still in her hands; Han Xue naturally wouldn't let that lazybones stay idle at home any longer.

"Has it been going on since last night?" Last night it was 'Turning the Red Dust,' today it's 'Unfailing Golden Spear.' With over a dozen women and that bear-like man, this Second Prince Liang is probably finished.

"The drug's effects wore off by midnight. Without Miss's orders, I dare not stop." Yan Niang said, but her eyes cautiously glanced at Han Zhan. Actually, she was afraid that this man, having nowhere to vent his jealousy, would take it out on her. The way he looked like he wanted to eat people during the day still made her shudder.

Han Xue gave Yan Niang a knowing look. "Stop when it's almost time. Make him take a double dose of 'Looking at Dust.' You do it yourself. I don't want any accidents." Forgetting Dust—forgetting the mortal world—is a memory-erasing drug made by Han Qi. When the dosage is just right, it only erases memories; a double dose makes a person stupid. And she wanted this person to be unable to pose any threat to her anymore, not even in the slightest.

"I understand." Yan Niang gave an elegant bow and withdrew at Han Xue's signal.

"Even after leaving Biluo, he'll still die." The man who coveted her, even if he became an idiot, he wouldn't let him go.

"I know, you stingy little devil." Giving him a sidelong glance, Han Xue stood up, walked to the window, and opened it, looking at the Second Prince Liang's pained howls in the next room. Though she couldn't hear the sound, she could imagine it.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to his chest. "Weren't you scared? Why are you still looking?"

"Look carefully at what you're doing. I can't keep hiding behind you, never growing up." From childhood, she had been well protected. Whether it was the struggles in the palace or the various competitions in the business world, she had never personally faced them. Not facing them didn't mean she knew nothing. She was born with memories of her past life, though only for ten years, and though she had never experienced struggle. But what kind of subject matter didn't modern TV dramas have? Otherwise, how could she, with her level of favor among the dozen or so princesses in the deep palace, have escaped unscathed in every power struggle?

Moreover, her current vast wealth and the numerous talents behind her are the result of her conscious efforts. Although she stipulated that children brought back to Leng Family Manor for training could receive a hundred taels of silver from the accounting office to return home upon reaching sixteen, very few were willing to leave. This is the effect of kinship; she fully utilized the knowledge she gained from psychology books in her previous life to accomplish what she wanted. Although her concern for those she rescued was genuine, and she truly treated the children brought back to Leng Family Manor as family, isn't this contradictory emotion the most terrifying? Everyone misjudged her; in fact, she wasn't kind…

The door to the next room opened, and a man entered, gesturing to the bear-like man on the bed. The bear-like man nodded slightly and then quickly began thrusting. Liang Er Shizi's body writhed weakly, his face contorted in pain, white foam oozing from his mouth. The woman beneath him, however, wore an expression of unusual pleasure, her head bowed. With each powerful thrust from Xiong Man, Liang Er Shizi's penis reciprocated. After several forceful thuds, Xiong Man gripped Liang Er Shizi's buttocks and shook violently, both the woman and Xiong Man seemingly satisfied. Liang Er Shizi, however, appeared to be in even greater pain. Only when Xiong Man turned him over did Han Xue see clearly that his penis was still erect, but its color was bluish-purple with black.

"How could this be?" Han Xue exclaimed in shock, her eyes wide.

"Well," Han Zhan said, holding her tightly with one arm and gently patting her hand with the other, offering comfort.

Sure enough, as soon as Han Zhan finished speaking, the woman who had been beneath Liang Er Shizi slowly pulled a gleaming silver steel needle, six or seven inches long, from his penis. As soon as the needle was removed, white semen immediately oozed from Liang Er Shizi's penis, but it wasn't a spurt; it just overflowed little by little.

Chapter 13. Punishment

"He's crippled," Han Zhan said ruthlessly, closing the window with both hands and then scooping up Han Xue.

"Ouch!" Han Xue quickly wrapped her arms around Han Zhan's neck to keep her balance. "What are you doing? You scared me."

"I shouldn't have let you see this," Han Zhan sighed, pressing his forehead against hers reluctantly. "I wish you could always hide behind me, and I would protect you from everything."

"I don't want to hide behind you, I want to stand by your side." Han Xue smiled gently and kissed the corner of his mouth. "My Emperor brother once said that I am the princess of Biluo, and I have the responsibility to protect this world, so I cannot hide behind anyone." She nestled her head in the crook of his neck and asked softly, "You will always be by my side, right?"

"I will always be behind you. As long as you turn around, you will see me." Han Zhan said firmly, carrying her into the secret passage and up to the top floor.

"Where are we going?" She let him carry her around, not afraid that he would sell her.

"Aren't you hungry? You only ate one meal today." Excluding sleep, she had only eaten once when she was awake, so she should be hungry.

"I have no appetite now." After seeing what had just happened, how could she have any appetite?

"Use a little, your body is weak, you can't handle it." She was already quite thin, and these past few days of this had made her chin even more pointed.

"Nonsense, I've never been seriously ill since I was little, how could I be weak?" Weak? Come to think of it, she'd almost never been sick since childhood.

Han Zhan glanced at her unhappily, placing her on a round stool by the table, which was already laden with food. "You were dizzy for a whole day and night on your first night, and then you slept for another day after that, and you still say you're not weak?"

Uh… Han Xue's face darkened. Okay, she couldn't argue with that, but she really didn't want to eat. "I want soup, not rice." She tugged at his sleeve playfully, "I really have no appetite."

"I can't do anything with you." Han Zhan ladled a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of her, watching her slowly drink it before starting to eat himself.

After finishing the bowl of chicken soup, Han Xue put the empty bowl aside and leaned over to watch Han Zhan eat. Men and women are just different. She could only eat half a bowl of rice at most, while Han Zhan ate like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind. Although his movements looked elegant and refined, the dishes on the table were disappearing rapidly.

A piece of fish-flavored eggplant was placed in front of him, and Han Xue covered her mouth and shook her head, watching the piece of fish-flavored eggplant disappear into Han Zhan's mouth. "Have Brother Wang prepare the carriage and horses in a while. We'll set off at dawn. There might be a large group of people waiting for us in the capital."

"Shall we travel together?" Since returning from her travels around the world two years ago, Han Xue had instructed the Twelve Guards to separate from the two of them, departing a day later. His martial arts skills were excellent; if trouble arose, he could easily escape with only Han Xue. With the Twelve Guards accompanying them, there would be casualties if the enemy outnumbered them. Traveling separately, the Twelve Guards would become their backup, the safest option.

"Yes," Han Xue nodded, smiling, "A princess should have some pomp and circumstance. Three groups of envoys are watching from the capital; we should put on a show too."

"What mischievous idea are you up to now?" Having finished eating and drinking, Han Zhan put down his chopsticks.

"Let's go for a stroll around Jubao Manor later. How can this princess enter the capital without an advance party and numerous palace servants?" Han Xue winked playfully at Han Zhan.

When had she ever needed an advance party and numerous palace servants? Someone who wouldn't even bring a maid when traveling, yet dared to say such a thing. Knowing she was up to her old tricks again, Han Zhan shook his head helplessly. He could only play along; from childhood, he had always been a devoted husband.

Han Zhan pulled the golden bell behind the door, and soon Cai Jiu, one of the Twelve Guards, appeared outside. "Greetings, Princess, Your Excellency." "Huh? Brother Cai, why are you here? Where's Brother Wang?" Han Xue asked curiously. Usually, when she summoned someone, it was Wang Zhengyi, the head guard, who would come to wait. Why was it Cai Jiu this time?

Cai Jiu quickly glanced at Han Zhan, then lowered his eyes again, but the corners of his mouth curved up at a strange angle. Of course, Wang Zhengyi wouldn't dare to come. He had been caught eavesdropping on the princess and the lord's business outside the princess's room, and now he had to stay far away. The lord had even threatened to twist his head.

Han Xue looked at Cai Jiu's strange expression, then turned to Han Zhan with a dark expression: "It's not what I'm thinking, is it?"

"Hmph!" "Han Zhan snorted coldly, which was his response to her question. He might escape the monk, but he couldn't escape the temple. Did he think he could hide?

"Pfft...hehe..." Han Xue burst out laughing, but after receiving a glare from Han Zhan, she barely managed to suppress her laughter and said, "Have Brother Wang go to Jubao Manor and have them send 120 men over. 100 to be guards, and 20 to be maids. They'll come with me to the capital after dawn."

"Yes." Cai Jiu was about to turn and leave when Han Xue quickly stopped him, laughing, "Tell Brother Wang not to hide anymore. He might escape the monk, but he can't escape the temple. I'll protect him. Tell him not to hide." She laughed again.

"Yes, I'll go tell him right away." Cai Jiu smiled and retreated.

"You're going to protect him?" Her white ear was sucked, and two large hands covered her breasts, kneading them through her clothes.

"Ah! ~~, no, I just changed my clothes." "Is this man driven by lust after a full meal?" Han Xue grabbed the large hands that were roaming across her chest and pulled them away forcefully.

"Where did your protective spirit go?" He punished her by lightly biting her neck, his hands roaming all over her body, playing a game of evasion with her hands.

Softness can overcome hardness, and Han Xue immediately came to her rescue: "Good brother, Xue'er won't do it again next time."

"Hmph!" She wouldn't dare, of course, but his hands stopped, and he hugged her waist.

Seeing Han Zhan stop his assault, Han Xue immediately nestled into his arms, saying softly, "I'm so tired." She covered her mouth and yawned.

Han Zhan frowned, looking at Han Xue's face, which had become thinner in the past few days, and stroked it worriedly, "It's still early before dawn, sleep a little longer?" "

This man will always put her first." While her scheme succeeded, Han Xue was deeply moved. Priceless treasures are easy to find, but a true lover is hard to come by. She had countless priceless treasures, but this lover who was devoted to her was the only one in the world, and the only one she truly wanted.

"I'm not sleeping anymore. I've been sleeping all the time these past few days." Thinking about the reason she was always sleeping, her face flushed slightly. Why was it that he was the one exerting himself, while she was always the one exhausted? A sense of resentment welled up inside her. Her eyes darted around, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Her delicate hands caressed his broad, strong chest, occasionally rubbing against his nipples through his clothes.

"Xue'er?" Han Zhan's eyes darkened. His large hands grasped her slender waist, pressing her against his body, letting her feel his aroused desire.

"Wow?!!" Han Xue quickly withdrew her hand, covering her mouth in surprise. She had only touched his chest through his clothes; how could he have become aroused?

"Want it?" Han Zhan's hot breath brushed against her ear, startling her so much that she shook her head violently. She didn't want to die in bed!

"Then it was intentional!" Han Zhan said definitively, picking Han Xue up and carrying her into the inner room, throwing her onto the bed. "See how I deal with you."

"I didn't do it on purpose!" "Han Xue cried out, 'He did it on purpose,' she could only think to herself.

Han Zhan quickly returned to the inner room after closing the doors and windows, and bolted the inner room door before starting to take off his clothes. One piece after another, Han Xue's eyes widened as she watched the man's body slowly being exposed, and she couldn't help but secretly swallow. It's not that she's saying anything, but this man's body is really amazing, his muscles are like those of a bodybuilder, each one exuding power, so strong!! When the last piece of underwear was removed from his body, Han Xue quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would scream. The half-erect penis, although not as thick as it had been during their previous lovemaking, was still quite large. It was really hard to believe that her vagina could swallow such a big thing. Han Xue stared wide-eyed, covering her red lips that were about to scream, watching the penis quickly rise under her gaze, pointing straight at her, and its size rapidly increasing, becoming thick and strong. This thing really looks more than one size bigger when it's awake and when it's not.

'Are you satisfied with what you see?'" Han Zhan chuckled wickedly as he stepped onto the bed. One large hand grabbed Han Xue's foot, pulling her towards him as she tried to escape, while the other decisively began to undress her.

"Ah! No, no!" Her small hands struggled to salvage her loosened clothes, but they were no match for his speed. He would undress her in one place, only to undo the other. "I don't want to take my clothes off! If you keep doing this, I'll call for help!"

Han Zhan stopped, his eyes narrowing as he smiled at her, a smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Fine, I won't take them off then."

Just when Han Xue thought she had finally escaped, Han Zhan's strong body pounced on her, pinning her flat on the bed. His two large hands swiftly seized her hands, pinning them above her head with one hand. Han Zhan then turned and placed one large hand on her chest, kneading the soft mound. He licked his lips, smiling as he looked at her: "You didn't think I'd just let this go, did you?"

Han Xue's eyes widened. Good heavens, Han Zhan's smile was so wicked, yet so sexy, making her heart race. His hand was on her heart, kneading and playing with it with great interest. Would he hear her? "

You, you can't do this," Han Xue stammered, trying to escape his large hand, but to no avail. "I really didn't do that." This petty man.

"Don't curse me in your heart, Xue'er, I can hear you." Han Zhan kissed her cheek, then bit her fair neck. He nibbled with relish, the gentle nibbling quickly leaving vibrant red marks on her delicate neck.

"Mmm...no, it hurts." "Han Xue murmured softly, her eyes misty with frost. 'He's so rough, he's biting me so hard.

' That slightly aggrieved, yet endearing expression instantly shattered Han Zhan's composure. His eyes darkened instantly, his lips capturing hers with a passionate, intertwined kiss, his tongue swirling and churning inside her mouth, then drawing her tongue into his own.

Han Xue felt breathless, twisting her body in protest, only fueling Han Zhan's burning desire. 'Mmm…no…don't…' Han Zhan's intense passion startled Han Xue. She murmured in protest, twisting her body to try and escape, but she couldn't overcome his strength."

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