Many children, many blessings; leading female trainees in wilderness survival.

Sun Weiwei followed Ye Xiao nervously into the last room, her heart inexplicably racing.

"What are you standing there for? Go to bed."

Ye Xiao's voice was low and weary, "You've been running around all day, aren't you sleepy?"

"Sleepy, of course I'm sleepy!"

Sun Weiwei hurriedly agreed, clumsily climbing onto the bed. After lying down, her body was tense, and her heart was pounding.

She was lost in thought the whole way, and even secretly prepared a response, but after waiting for a long time, Ye Xiao just quietly leaned against her side, without making any other moves, and really just wanted her to sleep.

A strange mix of shyness and relief washed over her at the same time, and her tense nerves slowly relaxed. Before long, she drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, several shrill and ear-piercing roars of monsters suddenly echoed from the wilderness.

Sun Weiwei suddenly woke up with a start, her whole body stiffening.

However, judging from the sound, the monster seemed to be still in the distance, probably attracted by the strong smell of blood from the previous battlefield, and did not approach the riverside hut.

In the darkness, she was still trembling slightly when suddenly her waist tightened.

Ye Xiao woke up at some point, reached out and gently pulled her into his arms, wrapping her in his body heat.

"Don't be afraid, we're far away." His voice was low and hoarse in the darkness, carrying a reassuring tone.

Sun Weiwei leaned against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and her tense nerves slowly relaxed.

A moment later, he lowered his head and gently covered hers with his warm lips.

His tongue pried open her teeth and plunged in, entwining and caressing her soft tongue.

His kiss, burning hot, swept over every inch of her mouth with domineering force, savoring every bit of sweetness from her lips.

The force was neither too light nor too heavy, yet it carried an extreme tenderness and devotion, as if it wanted to swallow her whole and melt her into its very bones.

Sun Weiwei was so shocked by the sudden deep kiss that her whole body went limp, and even her breathing became disordered.

"Weiwei," Ye Xiao said, his breath warm against Sun Weiwei's forehead, "I love watching you dance."

Sun Weiwei's cheeks flushed, and before she could respond, he continued, his tone carrying a hint of secret anticipation: "I especially like... hugging you from behind."

"The aunties are all asleep now, so no one will bother them."

He stood up, took her hand, and the two walked out of the room together. Only a faint moonlight shone into the small living room outside, but it was enough for them to see each other clearly.

The living room wasn't large, just enough for her to stretch out comfortably.

Ye Xiao stood aside, watching her quietly.

Under the moonlight, Sun Weiwei took a deep breath, gently raised her hand, and began to dance.

Her toes were pointed and her knees were turned outwards.

The arm traces a soft arc in the air, the wrist turns slightly, and the fingertips tremble slightly, like petals being blown by the wind.

Her spin wasn't perfect; she lacked stamina and swayed slightly on the third turn. But she steadied herself with the strength of her waist, and her skirt billowed up, blooming into a pale blue flower in the moonlight.

Every turn, every raised hand, is like a flower branch stretching out under the moonlight.

She was supple and light, possessing a unique charm at her age—a beauty that was neither fully mature nor immature, existing between girlhood and womanhood.

Ye Xiao's gaze moved from her toes to her waist, from her waist to her arms, and from her arms to her face.

A strange emotion churned in his eyes.

As her skirt swirled and she turned her back to him, Ye Xiao finally stepped forward.

His arms gently encircled her waist from behind, his chest pressed against her back, and his chin rested on her shoulder.

At that moment, Sun Weiwei felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body.

Ye Xiao's body heat seeped in from her back and flowed down her spine.

She nestled in his arms, like a bird that had finally found its nest.

This was a scene Ye Xiao had imagined countless times: embracing Sun Weiwei from behind as she danced.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned around with her in his arms and gently placed her on the sofa beside him.

The kisses rained down on him, with an irresistible passion.

He kissed her forehead, her brow, the tip of her nose, and her lips.

His tongue parted her lips and teeth, probing inside, stirring, and entwining.

He curled his tongue around hers, sucking until her tongue felt numb, until she made soft, muffled sounds in her throat, like sobs or sighs.

His lips moved from her lips to her chin, from her chin to her earlobe, and he took them in and gently sucked.

Sun Weiwei's body trembled violently, as if struck by an electric current, the numbness spreading from her ears to her toes.

Sun Weiwei let out a soft, meow-like hum.

Upon hearing that groan, Ye Xiao tightened his arms around her and kissed her more deeply, like a wild beast finally released from its cage, greedily, insatiably, and wanting nothing more than to devour her whole.

His lips traced down her neck, past her collarbone, and all the way down...

His hands were also busy.

One hand rested on her side, while the other hand ran through her hair, the fingertips brushing against her scalp.

Sun Weiwei was completely overwhelmed by his passion and love.

Looking at her unguarded state, Ye Xiao's desire and possessiveness did not subside.

He didn't stop.

It kept going.

At this moment, he felt only the most primal urges and a desire for release.

……

a long time,

Sun Weiwei had already fainted from exhaustion, her body slumped limply on the sofa, her breathing shallow and even.

Tiny teardrops still clung to her eyelashes, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, as if she were having a beautiful dream.

Ye Xiao's body was still screaming.

His boundless energy makes him tireless.

But the person in her arms was completely broken and couldn't even lift a finger.

at this time,

Footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Ye Xiao's hand paused, and he turned his head away.

Jiang Ying came out of the room.

She probably still retains a pre-apocalyptic habit—sleeping naked.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on her and bathing her in a silvery glow.

Her body was completely exposed in the moonlight.

Her fair skin gleamed with a delicate sheen, her collarbones were exquisite, her waist was slender, her abdomen was flat, and her large breasts were astonishingly full in the moonlight.

With each step she took, her body swayed slightly, like two ripe peaches, heavy and trembling, making it impossible to look away.

She didn't seem fully awake yet; rubbing her eyes, she walked towards the living room in a daze.

She yawned, and as she raised her arm, the curve of her chest was stretched wider. The moonlight shone from the side, making the soft contours even more distinct.

Ye Xiao's gaze remained fixed on her, not looking away.

He watched her walk into the bathroom.

Even from behind, she was beautiful, with a slim waist, wide hips, and round buttocks. Her gait carried a unique, unconscious, and languid charm characteristic of married women.

His Adam's apple bobbed again.

A thought popped into my head: it would feel really good to use them to help myself...

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