Her long, flowing black hair was slightly damp, and her delicate body was wrapped only in a bath towel. White disposable slippers perched on her slender, smooth white legs.
Her exposed ankles were smooth and supple, pink and delicate, her slender calves perfectly proportioned and lifted, a beautifully sculpted form that perfectly embodied the concept of a slender yet full figure.
"Why didn't you just come back?"
Xue Tang's beautiful, watery eyes looked directly at him, containing a hint of coquettishness and resentment she never showed to others.
He knew that a simple apology, any excuse, would likely be enough for her to forgive him "eagerly."
But at this moment, he was still thinking about what he had just witnessed, and his heart felt a bittersweet ache, as if it had been soaked in lemons.
Looking at Xue Tang's breathtakingly beautiful face, his heart pounded, and a strange fear gripped him.
The beautiful woman pursed her lips, a glint of tears in her eyes, and rose to leave.
Li Dong wanted to say more, but his mind was a jumbled mess… Xue Tang waited a moment, then gently bit her lip, her beautiful eyes seemingly brimming with spring water.
"Fool!"
A graceful figure swept past him, leaving behind a lingering fragrance, the familiar, almost reproachful nickname from their youth.
It was impossible to tell if it was a scolding or a playful complaint.
And from the sound, he knew the door wasn't closed… However, he still had some chaotic thoughts to sort out, not just the scenes he'd witnessed during the day, but also others.
Not just about Xue Tang, but also about Yu Tang, Sister Lan Yan, Sister Zhi Ran…
And his deep longing for Xue Tang drove him closer to the door, his feet almost touching the threshold.
Then he heard a playful voice from inside: "Don't come in looking the way you always have…"
Li Dong sighed softly and walked in, looking exactly as he had in his original form.
He saw Xue Tang lying on the bed, curled up on her side with her back to the door, a thin blanket concealing her exquisitely sculpted, curvaceous body.
He walked to the bedside. Xue Tang's cascading black hair flowed down, freshly washed, its dark sheen glossy and silky smooth, comparable to the finest silk.
The black hair spread out along the creases of the sheets, releasing a delicate fragrance.
This was the scent he once knew and loved most. When they were entwined in each other's arms, the delicate, fresh fragrance wafted to their noses. The girl's well-developed breasts pressed against his chest—it was a moment of blissful intoxication.
He picked up a strand of her hair and brought it to his nose, inhaling deeply.
Xue Tang turned her head at some point, her cheeks flushed, biting her pink lips as she looked at him.
Her beautiful eyes were watery, sparkling like a pool of spring water.
Li Dong quickly stripped off his clothes, pulled the thin blanket over himself, and embraced a hot, alabaster-like body. Their naked skin pressed together, smooth and supple, an indescribable pleasure.
Compared to the girlish breasts he remembered, the pointed mounds on her chest had transformed into large, plump, creamy breasts, like two large, awakened mounds of soft snow, pressed and piled on her chest, the beautiful flesh overflowing her arms and ribs.
They displayed their enormous, proud breasts to him in a most direct way.
"Are we still going?"
Xue Tang turned her head slightly to one side, gently biting her lip, revealing her flawless profile. A few strands of hair were disheveled around her ears and cheeks, her beauty beyond description.
He shook his head, continuing to gaze lovingly at Xue Tang.
In front of this beauty, all his previous anxieties and worries seemed insignificant.
He was utterly captivated by Xue Tang, his fiancée, and this risky plan to return to Shen City... How much of it stemmed from his profound longing for Xue Tang?
At this moment, he thought of nothing else, only gazing intently at his beloved.
A blush crept onto Xue Tang's delicate face. She turned her head, her starry eyes sparkling, staring back at him without blinking.
"Let me look at you properly..."
They embraced like this, time seemingly frozen. They gazed at each other for an unknown amount of time—ten minutes, twenty minutes—no one cared.
Suddenly, Xue Tang's delicate arms wrapped around his neck.
Raising her snow-white neck, her cherry lips parted slightly, her breath sweet… Li Dong responded passionately, a wet kiss, panting, their bodies locked in a passionate embrace.
The kiss wasn't overly intense, but their tongues never parted, their lips sucking each other's saliva, completely lost in the moment.
"Mmm... Ah!"
Unbeknownst to him, his stiff penis pressed against the two moist labia. The tender flesh was like soft tofu, yet far softer and stickier. Even before penetration, the thick, tender labia seemed to be sucking on half of the glans like tiny mouths.
Li Dong thrust forward, and his penis was instantly enveloped by the warm, moist, and richly folded vagina, like countless tiny mouths wriggling and scraping.
Inside, it was slippery as oil, plump and sticky, even wetter than he had imagined.
Moreover, the vaginal muscles sucked and licked tightly, as if biting down on his penis, not letting it out. With the slightest movement, the warm, oily folds rippled outwards like waves.
"Mmm, Ah..."
Xue Tang moaned softly, her voice melodious and alluring. Her large, soft, and full breasts, like peeled snow coconuts, swayed gently, the pink nipples tracing captivating paths.
Li Dong felt a surge of pleasure wash over him, and he couldn't help but quicken his thrusts. His penis moved in and out between her plump labia, gradually becoming stained with a whitish, lustful fluid.
For some reason, he felt that Xue Tang wasn't really into it.
Her moans were languid and tired, not high-pitched, but soft and alluring, like a blind masseuse after a tiring day at work.
But Li Dong didn't pay much attention; the pleasure surging through his penis was overwhelming.
Xue Tang's vaginal muscles were wrapped around him, and her fluids made him feel as if he were soaking in a hot spring. His body gradually warmed, and his lower abdomen felt warm.
With Xue Tang… or Yu Tang, nourished by her pure yin energy, he could last much longer.
With her panting and moaning, the bed swaying slightly, more than an hour passed.
He had already ejaculated several times, but after soaking in Xue Tang's tender vagina for a while, he was as hard as ever again.
Their lovemaking raged late into the night. Suddenly, Xue Tang's delicate hands trembled as she pushed him away, her slender waist tensing, her beautiful legs clamping tightly around his waist.
Her honeyed orifice tightened and gripped him, contracting violently like a throbbing stomach. A small, thick, numbing liquid, like porridge, poured over him, making his entire penis feel as if it had been frozen and suddenly immersed in warm water.
A wave of numbness, trembling, and pleasure washed over him, his penis suddenly stiffening and then throbbing intensely.
His semen, uncontrollable, shot deep into Xue Tang's vagina.
Xue Tang moaned softly, her neck arched back, her eyes closed wearily. Her body went completely limp, and soon her breathing became soft and even.
She had actually fallen asleep during lovemaking…
Meanwhile, Li Dong breathed for a while, his whole body feeling warm, as if he had been soaking in a hot spring for a long time.
This was because his dantian had been nourished, spontaneously feeding back to his entire body. However, somewhat regrettably, perhaps due to exhaustion, Xue Tang's reactions weren't very intense, and she experienced very few orgasms.
And they were extremely brief, as if a gentle, lingering pleasure had built up to a certain threshold before she barely reached climax.
But Li Dong didn't dwell on it too much. He was also quite tired today, and his lovemaking with Xue Tang had drained him of a considerable amount of semen.
Even with his current physical condition, he was starting to feel the strain.
He quickly fell into a deep sleep, embracing Xue Tang's soft, fragrant body…