Some questions don’t need to be answered with words.
Actions speak for themselves.
When Lin Que’s hand moved upward to cup the snowy peak, Jiang Moqing’s face flushed even redder, yet she didn’t shy away. She only bit her lower lip lightly and stared at the young man whose eyes were filled with nothing but her.
“Do you like it?” she asked.
“I do.”
Lin Que’s breathing grew heavier. His large palm couldn’t fully hold it, and when he gently squeezed, his fingers instantly sank into that soft, snowy flesh.
The slightly rough motion made Jiang Moqing furrow her brows, but in her expression there was a faint trace of enjoyment.
“Mm~”
She exhaled a breath laced with the scent of wine and cupped Lin Que’s face with both hands, gazing at him intently.
Under the moonlight, the scar on the young man’s face appeared even more menacing.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, Lin Que instinctively tried to turn his head, not wanting her to see the scar.
Though he had never cared about it in the past, in this moment, he found himself suddenly self-conscious.
However—
Jiang Moqing’s hands didn’t budge, and Lin Que couldn’t turn away.
“I like you like this too,” she said with a smile. Then she lowered her head to his cheek and, like a kitten, extended her soft pink tongue and gently licked the scar.
Lin Que drew a sharp breath. He felt a fire rise from beneath his lower abdomen, making his entire body feel strange.
He wanted to… hold Jiang Moqing. Hold her tightly.
“What’s happening to me?”
The sword immortal, known to outsiders as a bringer of death, now looked somewhat lost and inexperienced. Much more in line with his actual age.
Though Lin Que had lived two lifetimes, he was still a pure-yang body. In this life, having spent all his time with his sword, he naturally didn’t understand the changes happening in his body.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Moqing’s earlier nervousness vanished. Instead, a mischievous urge to tease her junior took hold.
Her lips curled into a smile as she gently caressed his face. “Don’t be afraid. Senior Sister will teach you everything… Now, hold me.”
Though she was just as inexperienced, Jiang Moqing’s competitiveness flared up in this moment. Armed only with the knowledge she’d learned from books, she took on the role of a guide.
Lin Que obediently wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again. His large hands began wandering all over her soft, graceful body without restraint.
Biological instinct drove him to act exactly as he was now.
As their bodies continued to entangle and press close, the atmosphere steadily grew more heated. Jiang Moqing’s gaze turned hazy. She was already fully immersed in the moment.
“Junior Brother… let’s go inside…”
Hearing her voice, Lin Que, breathing heavily, raised his head.
By now, the once cold as ice Senior Sister was already glistening with sweat. A few strands of hair clung to her flawless cheeks and her loose robes partly exposed the snowy peaks of her chest, making her seem even more enchanting.
The cool fairy had been roughly pulled down from her pedestal and now carried a scent that belonged solely to him.
“Okay.” Lin Que nodded, then scooped Jiang Moqing up into a princess carry.
Jiang Moqing obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, her dazed eyes reflecting only him.
With a burst of strength, Lin Que leapt from the pavilion and entered the room. He laid Jiang Moqing onto the bed and slowly peeled off her garments, inch by inch, revealing her smooth fair skin.
Jiang Moqing lay on the bed, her delicate hands resting openly at her sides, making no attempt to hide herself, as if entrusting all her beauty to Lin Que.
Even when she was lying down, her graceful curves rose and fell gently with each breath. Her smooth, flat stomach showed no trace of excess fat, and below that, her long fair legs curved slightly to form an enchanting silhouette before Lin Que’s eyes.
Faced with the stunning sight, Lin Que froze for a moment. He moved his hand slightly but then hesitated, unsure of what to do.
Just as he wavered, Jiang Moqing who had been beneath him suddenly shifted her weight and reversed their positions, pushing Lin Que down onto the bed.
“Relax,” she said softly, gazing down at him with affection brimming in her eyes. “From here on… let your Senior Sister take the lead.”
She didn’t rush forward but instead leaned in and gently removed the belt already hanging loosely around his waist…
….
Time seemed to pass both slowly and in the blink of an eye. Eventually, Jiang Moqing paused, her cheeks puffed out cutely, like a little hamster with its cheeks full.
With her eyes shut and brows slightly furrowed, she made a visible effort to swallow.
“Phew… All done,” she said, her voice calm and tender.
“Senior Sister…” Lin Que blinked, still dazed. Before he could react further, Jiang Moqing climbed on top of him again.
“Let me take care of you,” she whispered.
“Okay.”
At this moment, Lin Que was like an innocent naive young boy, letting Jiang Moqing guide him forward step by step.
Jiang Moqing took a deep breath.
Relying solely on her own weight, she gently lowered herself.
With a cry of pain, she lost something precious yet gained something just as important.
It was an equivalent exchange.
Tears welled in her eyes, but her lips curled into a radiant smile.
“Senior Sister, you’re bleeding.”
“Mm.”
“Senior Sister, does it hurt?”
“Mm.”
Lin Que reached out and wiped away the tears at the corner of Jiang Moqing’s eyes. She let him do as he wished. Then, all of a sudden, she lowered herself and bit his shoulder.
She bit hard but only left two neat rows of teeth marks and faint traces of blood.
“I want you to never forget this day for the rest of your life.”
“I won’t forget. I promise.”
Lin Que looked at Jiang Moqing and said it with unprecedented seriousness.
And so, Jiang Moqing smiled in satisfaction.
Biting her lower lip and enduring the pain, she began to move rhythmically.
However,
At that very moment, a voice rang out from outside the window. It was unfamiliar to both of them, yet it carried an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
“Don’t ride him!!!”
The voice trembled with sobs, as if the speaker had suffered a tremendous injustice.
A woman wearing a flowing fairy dress burst into the room. Tears the size of pearls streamed down her face and hit the floor with a pattering sound.
It was Qin Wanyuan.
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