He only had time to feel a touch of powdery smoothness before he immediately lost consciousness and fainted… He both loved and hated Tang Lanyan's tender feet, and had long coveted them.
For a time, he dreamt of Tang Lanyan's delicate, small feet stepping on his face.
He had also fantasized countless times about the sheer pleasure of truly and wantonly playing with Tang Lanyan's feet. Now… he finally knew.
"So tender…"
The first impression he had of the War Queen Tang Lanyan's small feet, capable of kicking tanks and armored vehicles, was their tenderness.
The insteps were silky and full, like a layer of milk; the soles were soft and pink, with a creamy orange-red hue. The heels and soles were plump and soft, without any calluses or roughness, like freshly made tofu skin, or as fleshy as a cat's pink paw pads.
Then there was their small size. It was hard to imagine that Tang Lanyan, such a slender and agile female war goddess, possessed such exquisitely crafted feet. From the ankles to the toes, the long, shapely feet were even shorter than his face.
A speck of dust and dirt clung to her jade-like soles, yet it did nothing to detract from their pristine whiteness and jade-like smoothness.
The faint earthy scent emanating from her feet, mingled with Tang Lanyan's unique, warm, and alluring fragrance—like orchids and musk—acted more like a seasoning, highlighting the natural, irresistible aroma of her feet.
Zhao Hao continued to lick and caress her feet, from her ankles to her arches, then to her soles and toes, repeatedly cleansing Tang Lanyan's small feet.
His tongue even darted between her delicate toes, greedily savoring Tang Lanyan's unique flavor.
"Mmm~"
Tang Lanyan's jade-like foot slightly curled, the soft, jade-like arch of her foot slightly bending, but this did not stop Zhao Hao from continuing to suck on her big toe.
He even felt a flicker of anticipation. If Tang Lanyan suddenly awoke and saw the scene before her, yet was powerless to do anything about it, the thought of being able to ravage the invincible War Queen sent a surge of hormones through him, making his heart pound with excitement.
Releasing her saliva-covered toes, Zhao Hao leaned down and pressed himself against Tang Lanyan. His chest and abdomen pressed against her firm, large breasts, and instantly, a flood of wonderful sensations washed over him—soft, round, bouncy, and smooth.
Even with his weight, he couldn't flatten her breasts into smooth, creamy pancakes. The breasts heaved, their bee-like rims swelling even fuller, weighing heavily on her slightly protruding ribs. His armpits felt like water-filled bags of milk being squeezed, overflowing with fullness.
They were dazzlingly beautiful, not to mention the two tender nipples pressed firmly against his chest under the pressure of her breasts, soft yet firm, supple and smooth, like freshly peeled chicken head meat, constantly rubbing against his skin.
It was so pleasurable it made him gasp.
"Hiss~~"
Zhao Hao buried his head in Tang Lanyan's neck, desperately inhaling her sweat, her breath, and the alluring fragrance of her hair.
Heaven knows how long he had waited for this day.
Zhao Hao was completely absorbed, his lips tracing the contours of Tang Lanyan's slender neck, as if not wanting to miss an inch of her skin, his kisses falling heavily on her smooth, creamy skin.
He kissed Tang Lanyan's chin, tracing its smooth, delicate lines, and then pressed his lips against her slightly parted cherry lips.
"Pop~"
He kissed Tang Lanyan's cherry lips, parted, and then kissed them again, as if reluctant to part with a delicious child after only one taste.
The sweetness of Tang Lanyan's cherry lips made his head tremble slightly. This continued several times, and when he opened his mouth again, his tongue, moist with saliva, had already slipped out and slipped into Tang Lanyan's lips first.
Four lips immediately intertwined, the cherry lips being forced open, the pink and tender lower lip pushed down to the chin, the corners of the mouth stretched open to reveal a delicate pink tongue.
The lips pressed together fully, moistening each other, becoming even redder and brighter with the man's grinding movements.
The tongue roamed deep into her mouth, teasing and swirling, saliva mingling and gurgling, making soft, wet sounds.
When this breathtaking kiss ended, Tang Lanyan tilted her head back slightly, a captivating blush spreading across her cheeks, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, her breathing becoming slightly rapid.
But Zhao Hao's desire was like adding fuel to the fire; he panted and lowered his head, kissing her from her collarbone down her full breasts, little by little.
Climbing over the towering snow-capped peaks, he finally came upon a firm, cherry-red nipple atop it, and began to suckle it with loud smacking sounds. First, he kissed, then he sucked, and finally he began to gnaw on the tender breast.
His teeth bit into the areola and nib, almost mercilessly biting, but although Tang Lanyan's breasts had a texture as soft as fine snow, no matter how roughly the man bit, he couldn't leave a single mark.
The teeth marks left on the areola were like dew splashed on a vase, easily wiped away, without affecting the smooth, porcelain-like texture of the breast.
The only change was that the nipple became even more erect, swollen, and incredibly red, and, moistened by saliva, resembled a pink cherry pit covered in dew.
This scene further aroused Zhao Hao. He bit down on the nipple with his teeth, pulling upwards with all his might. The nipple and areola were almost stretched into a thin, pointed strip of tender flesh, transforming the trembling breast into a plump, pointed, slightly constricted, erect gourd.
"Mmm, mmm~"
Tang Lanyan twisted her waist and frowned, her soft moans carrying a hint of girlish coquettishness.
The stretched breast suddenly sprang back from Zhao Hao's mouth, the bouncy, plump flesh surging against his ribs. With each ripple, the pointed nipple flicked, casting a captivating red shadow.
The breasts possessed both the delicate softness of snow and an astonishing elasticity. While these two mounds of firm, fleshy breasts couldn't be developed into muscles, thanks to the incredibly firm and well-developed body with its extreme vitality, Tang Lanyan's breasts seemed several times more developed and thicker than those of an average person.
If an ordinary person's large breasts are like an empty water bag, inevitably sagging and piling up like a heavy lump of flesh, then Tang Lanyan's are like a bag filled with a thick paste far exceeding its capacity, seeping into every tiny pore, making her proud breasts perfectly round like a full moon.
At the same time, the muscles in her armpits and ribcage, as strong as a hundred layers of steel, stretch the heavy flesh of her breasts, making them defy gravity, round and perky like a wasp's belly, refusing to compromise in the slightest.
These two mounds of flesh bouncing on her breasts were truly beautiful. No matter how they swayed, they never lost their proud fullness; even when they slapped against a man's chest, it felt like being hit by a ball.
Zhao Hao was already dazzled; his entire mind was almost completely attracted by Tang Lanyan's huge breasts, leaving him almost no ability to think.
Without hesitation, he reached out and grasped a pair of beautiful breasts. His fingers dug into the flesh, almost indistinguishable whether the flesh was enveloping his fingers or his hands were pinching the flesh.
The large breasts in his palms seemed to awaken like snowflakes, changing shape. Each change caused them to tremble and throb against his hand. Soon, his fingers and palms were numb, and he could barely hold onto the tender breasts anymore.
Zhao Hao, eyes wide and panting, was deeply astonished by Tang Lanyan's bewitching body.
Even though Tang Lanyan was not conscious and offered no resistance, he was already breathless and exhausted from his actions.
In the midst of this erotic scene, a strange sense of awe arose within him towards Tang Lanyan. But as soon as this thought arose, he felt a surge of anger and shame. Had the War Queen fallen to this state, and he was powerless against her?