Fairy, help me cultivate.

"Really?"

Chen Yao nodded; he was speaking from the heart.

Lingzhou smiled, her feet dangling unconsciously, her round, pearl-like toes brushing against Chen Yao's calf.

"Could you stay with me for a few days?"

"But the outside world is in dire straits..."

Lingzhou shook his head: "If there is nothing outside the mind, and our hearts are at peace, then we will not suffer from dire straits."

Chen Yao looked at the sky and thought it didn't matter. Anyway, if he stayed long enough, Ling Ning would naturally come looking for him.

His journey had indeed taken its toll, so being able to relax for a few days amidst such beautiful scenery and the company of lovely women was truly wonderful.

"Okay, but could you give me a shoulder massage?"

“What’s so difficult about that?” Lingzhou carefully massaged his shoulders and back.

Chen Yao felt very comforted: "Thank you."

"You are not allowed to say thank you. I am your junior sister, so it is only right that I serve you."

"You decide."

Lingzhou smiled happily.

Even in the grotto, there is a change of day and night.

As night fell, Lingzhou led Chen Yao up the mountainside of the lakeside green hills, where they drank wine in the breeze in a bamboo pavilion.

Lingzhou carefully poured tea and wine for Chen Yao, and served him dishes and soup.

Looking at the starry sky, she couldn't suppress the smile on her face: "I never thought that the starry sky in the mountains would be so beautiful today."

Chen Yao nodded and took a sip of his drink: "It's probably because of the people involved!"

Lingzhou Xianniang had also drunk quite a bit. Hearing Chen Yao's words, she leaned her head against his chest and whispered, "You know how I feel, right?"

"I just feel it's a bit fast. We haven't had much interaction..."

Lingzhou shook his head: "It's because we haven't had much interaction. Do you know that I've been paying attention to you ever since you excelled in the beast taming competition at the outer gate of Kuanglu?"

"So early?"

Lingzhou nodded: "So early. I've been to all the places you've been. Actually, I've visited Hanyu Peak several times, but I've never even been to the foot of the mountain. Senior Sister Yunli doesn't like unauthorized people."

Her voice was tinged with disappointment, then brightened with joy: "But, fate can't stop people from being together. Right now, I'm lying in your arms, aren't I? Senior brother, can you grant me one wish?"

"what?"

Lingzhou stood up, her pretty face flushed, and twirled in front of Chen Yao. A wisp of mist rose from her green gauze dress, and she vanished without a trace.

She strode forward with her long, slender, fair legs, and cupped her rather large breasts in her hands: "Let me be your woman. I don't want to wait any longer, or chase after any more opportunities."

The girl's fragrance aroused his drunkenness, and Chen Yao reached out and pulled her soft, jade-like body into his arms: "Your kindness is profound, but I, on the contrary, am not exactly gentle."

He lowered his head and kissed the girl's cool lips.

A delicate fragrance wafted between his teeth, like cloves licking his tongue.

His hands kneaded the white mound, its tip stiff, its fingers pointing wildly as the flesh writhed and overflowed.

Lingzhou murmured softly, curling up one of her jade-like legs, the dark gleam between her thighs almost concealed.

Chapter 302 Nine Fallen, Current Offender

The moonlight inside the cave was brighter than outside.

The satisfied smile on Lingzhou's pretty face was very clear.

Chen Yao tasted the clove-like tongue in her mouth without closing her eyes.

There was no Lingzhou either.

Their eyes met, and as they kissed and sucked, their gazes became tender.

He didn't know how long they had been kissing when Chen Yao, slightly out of breath, pressed his lips back against hers. He looked down and found that the white ball in his hand had been squeezed until it was stained with a peach-petal-like red.

Lingzhou cupped his chin in her hands, panting as she kissed his lips, saying indistinctly, "Use more force, senior brother, I like it when you play with my breasts like this."

Chen Yao used force and pinched the small, wrinkled, and gradually unfolding dried fruit.

Lingzhou murmured softly, then rolled over and sat on his lap. Through his clothes, Chen Yao could clearly feel her dark, shiny, prickly touch.

"Did I prick you, senior?"

Lingzhou chuckled softly, her nose touching Chen Yao's. He could smell her warm, sweet scent and feel her deliberately rubbing and tickling him.

Chen Yao smiled, reached out and groped her there, causing the beauty to gasp and tremble.

"You know what, I like this feel, it's very solid."

He chuckled, his hand covering the densely bushed hill, rummaging around, trying to find something more precious.

Lingzhou hummed and chirped in response, and the lark, hidden in the bushes, slowly blossomed and kissed his palm with a wet, moist kiss.

Chen Yao kissed her lips, pulled out her tongue, and licked and sucked it.

Lingzhou's breathing became rapid, and her hands groped wildly at Chen Yao's body, like someone who was drowning.

Finally, she grasped at Chen Yao's only lifeline and ignited his fire.

He applied some force with his palm, causing the bushes to bend low and the flowers and birds to protrude. He pried open the bird's beak with his fingertips and threw himself into the pot.

Lingzhou's trembling buttocks, which were piled on his thighs, shrank back slightly, and then calmly took his fingers into her.

The flowers and birds are dripping with dew.

Chen Yao pulled back the tongue that she had sucked into her mouth and looked at her.

Lingzhou's pretty face was flushed, her lips were moist, and her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, sparkling with fire.

"Senior brother, I want it."

She spoke softly, but her tone was firm, and her hand firmly pulled his cervix toward his vulva.

Chen Yao used "peak" as a substitute and pushed it in.

At first, the space was extremely narrow, and the small boat trembled and murmured.

Chen Yao slowly ground the powder, while Ling Zhou gripped his shoulders tightly, her flushed cheeks showing an expression of unbearable discomfort.

"Senior, it's sour!"

Chen Yao gently caressed Lingzhou with her lips, grinding the petals to extract more juice, and slowly tried to pound it into the jade pestle.

Lingzhou frowned, a tear welling up in the corner of her eye. She parted her small mouth, which was slightly distorted from Chen Yao's kisses, and said, "Senior brother, come in a little closer, junior sister is too numb to take it anymore."

Chen Yao pushed it in, breaking through a layer of medicinal film and extracting bright red flower dew.

Spots of light and shadow filled the bamboo pavilion under the moonlight, adding vivid color and aroma to this fierce night battle.

Chen Yao was drawn into a tight, warm embrace, fitting him perfectly without any gaps. He was momentarily lost in thought, panting, as the beauty's fragrance filled his nostrils, teasing every pore of his body.

Neither of them moved, simply enjoying the tranquility that followed their breakthrough.

The stars twinkled expectantly in the night sky.

It was Lingzhou's gentle kiss that brought Chen Yao back to his senses from the pot. He turned his face to meet the kiss.

Lingzhou's small mouth was soft and tender, sucking on his upper and lower lips, then parting slightly to rub against each other, then sucking and kissing his tongue, repeating this process repeatedly.

Her pot began to move, her buttocks swayed and bounced, and the water rippled.

"Sour, senior brother, move."

Chen Yao started pounding.

The boat was tossed up and down, and a series of melodious songs came out of its throat.

The singing continued all night.

When Chen Yao woke up, Ling Zhou was still asleep in his arms, their bodies still joined together.

Her snow-white legs were covered with almost transparent scars.

Chen Yao moved slightly and felt the pot suddenly wriggle and begin to suck.

Lingzhou opened her eyes and asked for a kiss.

Chen Yao kissed her and started rubbing against her.

"You two are truly unrestrained and dissolute."

Her clear, melodious voice flowed like a gentle stream from the top of her head.

Chen Yao pulled away the lips that Ling Zhou had been sucking on and saw Jiu Luo watching the two of them make love with great interest, as if observing some interesting phenomenon.

"Fairy, you are truly like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail."

He smiled, but didn't stop fiddling with it.

The pot, which was originally a bit dry, gradually began to seep out dew, which splashed and crackled.

Lingzhou was a little shy, burying her pretty face in his chest, kissing his skin, trying to suppress the moans she couldn't hold back.

Chen Yao rolled over, pinned her down, lifted her thighs, and thrust into her from above.

Lingzhou's two delicate, snow-white feet were tightly bent, twitching and twitching in the air.

Jiu Luo tilted her head, looking at those two little feet, lost in thought.

How much longer do you need?

She asked.

Chen Yao fiddled with it, saying, "I can stay as long as the fairy likes it."

He felt Lingzhou gently bite him, and he thrust in hard to the deepest point. Lingzhou tilted her head back and shouted, then buried her head in his chest again.

Are you flirting with me?

"Perhaps it's out of respect for you?" Chen Yao pried open one of Ling Zhou's legs, creating a vertical split, and entered from the side.

Every detail is clearly visible; the clouds and mist are breathing in and out the rain and dew.