Fairy, help me cultivate.

As she spoke, she stretched out her beautiful foot with her big toe sticking out and gently teased Chen Yao's calf.

Chen Yao's body trembled, and he almost bent down to grab the beautiful feet and kiss them.

He was terrified, thinking that Ling Ning was even more alluring than the woman in the red dress!

Ling Ning abruptly withdrew her jade-like foot, her expression somewhat unnatural, and waved her light veil: "Go!"

Chen Yao quickly took his leave and disappeared into the clouds.

Once the clouds in the sky had calmed down, Ling Ning covered her face with her delicate hands.

"Why am I finding it increasingly difficult to suppress this restless, seductive feeling? I even impulsively suggested that he move into Yuhua Garden? If he agrees, I'm afraid it will cause trouble..."

Her gaze sharpened as she stared at the spot where Chen Yao had disappeared: "Witch! Ugh~"

Chapter 121 My Sister Still Has to Work

Chen Yao flew to the Beast Taming Pavilion first.

It was still early, but Ke Yuanhe was already sitting by the window in her office, reviewing various documents.

Watching her wearing glasses and diligently reviewing various files at her desk, Chen Yao always felt an urge to pull her into his arms and cherish her.

Today, Yuanhe wore a smart gray shirt and trousers, which made her look even more capable and efficient as a career woman.

She gathered her beautiful hair behind her head and secured it with a coral hair clip.

A few strands of hair still fell onto her snow-white neck, making her look soft and alluring.

A capable and beautiful woman is working at her desk by the small window.

This elegant and solemn beauty made Chen Yao hesitate to approach and break it for a moment.

He simply admired it quietly.

Yuanhe put down the scroll in her hand, picked up the teacup beside her, and took a sip of the cool tea.

Her brow furrowed slightly, her mind seemingly still absorbed in the perplexing questions within the scroll.

Her slender waist was straightened, her chest was full as if it were about to burst, and the openwork jade buttons on her gray shirt were tightly gripped.

She stretched, covered the back of her neck with her hand, and turned her head.

Then, we saw Chen Yao under the sycamore tree in the courtyard, her eyes filled with love.

Yuanhe paused for a moment, then stood up with happiness, joy, and surprise. She pulled up her smart gray skinny jeans, her high heels clicking, and ran out of the house.

She wore a pair of black pointed high heels and flesh-colored stockings, and soon ran charmingly to Chen Yao.

Chen Yao pulled her into his arms, her soft skin feeling like it was melting into liquid, tightly squeezing and enveloping his skin.

"sister……"

Yuanhe was overjoyed, her beautiful face pressed tightly against his chest, responding softly.

"Xiaoyao, your sister is so proud of you."

Chen Yao lowered his head, his lips searching for her red lips, and kissed her.

She responded enthusiastically.

Sizzle, pop, pop.

A leaf fell from the sycamore tree.

After a long while, the two finally separated their lips and tongues, producing a string of saliva.

Yuanhe's beautiful eyes were hazy, her pink tongue swirling around, following the waterline and licking back to Chen Yao's lips, sucking all the waterline clean before stopping.

Her red lips left a fiery red imprint on the corner of his mouth. Just as she was about to leave, her little tongue was caught by Chen Yao's tongue.

The two of them opened their mouths and swirled their tongues in the air.

The rustling sound drowned out the morning breeze that rustled the sycamore leaves.

Their intertwined tongues dripped thick saliva.

They only reluctantly separated their tongues when their tongues and cheeks felt numb.

Yuanhe gasped softly, wrapped her arms around Chen Yao's waist, and blushed as she tried to lead him into the house.

Chen Yao remained completely still.

"Xiaoyao?"

Yuanhe was unaware of what was going on, but her mature and beautiful face was already filled with intense spring passion, and she couldn't wait any longer.

Chen Yao hugged her even tighter, turned around, pressed her against the trunk of the sycamore tree, and unbuttoned the top of her gray short shirt.

Inside was a white silk double-breasted short jacket.

Chen Yao kneaded her bulging breasts through her white coat; they were soft, smooth, and firm, with erect nipples.

"Haruka~ Uh~ Ah~"

The round lotus was kneaded until it slumped into a heap, clinging tightly to the tree trunk, while the high heels struggled and stomped wildly.

"Let's go back inside~ Ahh~"

Chen Yao leaned down and kissed her lips, as if he wanted to swallow her lips and tongue whole.

The buttons on her white short jacket were also undone, revealing her fair and smooth belly, which rose and fell with Yuanhe's soft panting.

Today I'm wearing a light purple strapless top.

Chen Yao grabbed it off.

The white waves, flowing like silk, leaped out, displaying their might.

But soon, the two jade beads were ensnared in the clutches of the devil's claws, being kneaded, pinched, and played with.

The two breathed heavily as their lips parted.

With his other hand, Chen Yao had already pulled Yuan He's gray skinny jeans down to her ankles.

Yuanhe cried out, "No! Not here!"

Chen Yao looked up at the tightly concealed array of the courtyard, and then grasped the full, soft flesh between her legs.

A few stubborn black grasses pierced through the flesh, teasing his palm.

The warm, soft spot that my fingertips touched was already covered in mud.

He started to pry.

"Ah~ uh~ you little rascal, you really... ah~~ I just can't do anything with you~ hurry up~ you have to do this as soon as you arrive~ ah ah~ and you're getting bolder and bolder every time~ don't I have any work to do~ uh uh~"

Yuanhe remained reserved, but her two soft, fleshy thighs had already tightly clamped Chen Yao's hands.

A soft "thump" came from the sole of her leg.

The crotch of the shredded meat quickly came undone and curled up.

With a flick of her finger, Chen Yao pulled the soaking wet light purple underwear to one side, rubbing it against her skin.

Yuanhe couldn't help but hunch over and bend over, her black high heels stomping wildly on the ground.

Chen Yao, unable to resist the slippery stimulation that surged into his palm, turned her over and pressed his hand against her muddy crotch from behind.

Yuanhe hugged the sycamore tree, her whole body trembling.

"I have to do these awkward poses again~ Ugh~"

Chen Yao kneaded her round, voluptuous buttocks, his erect penis searching for her paradise, rubbing and caressing it.

Yuanhe withdrew one hand and placed it against his stomach: "Good little brother, please don't do this, okay? Let's go back inside~"

Chen Yao took her hand, put her delicate fingers with nail polished in a nutmeg color into his mouth, and sucked on them deeply.

Yuanhe couldn't stand this stimulation, so she had to stick her buttocks out even higher to make it easier for him to penetrate her.

Chen Yao died completely.

Yuanhe raised its voice and cried out.

Early in the morning, the most beautiful songs echoed from Silver Moon Peak.

Intermittently, there were also increasingly wet and thick splattering sounds.

Soon after, Yuanhe's cheek was pressed against the tree trunk, her eyes rolled back, and she uttered indistinct words.

Chen Yao whipped harder and harder, his legs were already soaked with moisture, and he felt that his cave was becoming more and more sticky and slippery, with folds flying everywhere.

He scooped up one of Yuanhe's fleshy thighs, grasped her high-heeled arch, and began to grope.

Yuanhe nearly lost her balance and quickly clung tightly to the tree.

The two of them continued like this for an unknown amount of time.

The round lotus-shaped buttocks tumbled in protest.

"Hmm~ I want to watch you do me~"

She couldn't contain herself and started acting wildly.

Chen Yao pulled out with a "pop," dragging out clumps of sticky, slippery liquid, some clear and some white, all of which landed on Yuan He's gray narrow trousers.

Yuanhe staggered and turned around, giving him a sidelong glance: "Sleeping under the open sky, you don't look human at all~"

Chen Yao grabbed her two fleshy thighs and, taking advantage of the fact that the opening was still deep and not closed, he thrust in with a soft squelch.

Slippery and oily.

Yuanhe braced herself against the tree with both hands behind her, looking down intently at the point where the two met.

Chen Yao bumped into him repeatedly: "Is it good-looking?"

Yuanhe giggled, "Anything that's Xiaoyao's is beautiful~ Ahhh~"

Chen Yao explained things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, while also stirring up a gurgling tide.

"Sis, you have so much water today!"

Yuanhe groaned incessantly: "It's all because of you~ Ahhh~ You always have something new~ Ahhh~ Uhhh~ It feels so good~"

After saying this, she felt a surge of spring in her heart, and her whole body trembled. Clear spring water gushed out from both holes, sprinkling all over Chen Yao's belly.