Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

When Liu Erlong saw that he wanted to do it right there, she panicked for a moment.

"No... let's go out..." she pleaded softly, her hand unconsciously gripping the edge of the bathtub.

"Mom probably doesn't want to have to take another shower right after she just finished taking a bath, right?"

Yue Qingge's voice carried a hint of "threatening" laughter.

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong instinctively shook his head, indicating that he did not want to.

Then, under Yue Qingge's gaze, her head slowly turned into a nod.

Her little face drooped, her red lips slightly pouting, like a wronged kitten.

Yue Qingge smiled with satisfaction. He stepped into the bathtub and lay down.

Then, with a single sword strike, the heavens were shattered.

The menacing farm tools pointed straight at the ceiling, like veined worms.

"Mom," he said seductively, "just sit on it."

As Liu Erlong stepped into the bathtub again, her leg had just dipped into the warm water when Yue Qingge grabbed her ankle.

With a slight pressure of his fingertips, he gently pinched her slender ankle.

The force wasn't great, but it precisely disrupted her balance.

"Ah, one by one"

She stumbled and fell uncontrollably toward him.

Water splashed everywhere, and the hot water in the bathtub surged and overflowed, splashing all over the floor.

Perhaps it was because the snow rabbit's surface area was too large and its buoyancy too great, that when she landed on him, there was only a slight elastic cushioning, and she couldn't even get rid of the water resistance. It was as if she didn't feel like she had hit him at all.

Her face was pressed against his chest, and she could hear his strong heartbeat, pounding away.

Yue Qingge's hand naturally wrapped around her waist, and her fingertips gently drew a circle on her waist, causing her to tremble all over.

"Mom, just sit down and bend it down." His voice was deep, and a smile brushed against her ear.

His occasional lewd remarks startled her, causing her heart to skip a beat before crashing back down.

Liu Erlong glanced at him with a captivating charm, a look that contained reproach, embarrassment, helplessness, and a hint of expectation.

Her eyes were slightly red at the corners, and her eyelashes still held droplets of water that had splashed earlier, which trembled gently as she blinked.

She took a deep breath, and her two full breasts rose and fell, creating ripples in the water.

Then, she spread her fingers into a scissor shape, and gently probed down with her slender index and middle fingers.

Touching his own moist, soft, and plump flesh, he gently pulled open the city gate of Fire Dragon Valley.

Her movements were so slow that you could hear the ripples on the water; so slow that her fingers were trembling slightly.

Her lips were pressed tightly together, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her lips, leaving a faint tooth mark.

She looked up and met Yue Qingge's burning eyes.

His gaze burned so intensely she felt like she was melting.

Finally, she closed her eyes, aimed at the farm implement that had shot into the sky, and unhesitatingly struck it!

She straddled him in this position with her legs spread apart, and the weight of her body caused her to be penetrated all the way to the other side of the flower palace.

There was no prelude, no buffer, it just went straight through to the very end.

Yue Qingge felt a chill run down her spine.

The overwhelming pleasure surged into his mind instantly, blurring his consciousness.

The intense friction against the crown of flesh forcefully pushed aside the tender flesh on both sides.

They advanced swiftly to the deepest part of the Palace of the Other Shore Flower.

His fingers tightened suddenly, gripping her slender waist and seizing her full breasts.

Liu Erlong was also enjoying it, clenching her teeth tightly, yet a beautiful singing voice still overflowed from between her teeth.

The voice was thin and high-pitched, echoing in the steamy bathroom, each note penetrating deep into their hearts.

This moment caused her to lose her composure briefly. She could only sit there, all her strength drained away, relying solely on the self-expulsion and contraction within the valley to maintain her movement.

The fleshy creature contracted and clenched, biting at the farm tool embedded in the valley, as if greedily twisting and swallowing it.

Although it felt tight and tingly.

The pleasure came in waves, but I always felt like something was missing.

Yue Qingge's five fingers sank deeply into that warm, moist cream, her fingertips rubbing against the firm skin, leaving five shallow finger marks.

He used the buoyancy of the water to help her rise and fall little by little.

*Pfft* - *Pfft* - *Slap* - *Slap* -

The series of tapping sounds, mixed with the splashing of water, made the two of them blush.

It was wet and sticky, like wading through mud, or like being in honey.

Stirring the meat, each sound signifies intense and vigorous friction.

"Teacher, do you like your students giving you lessons?"

Each time it sank to the bottom, Liu Erlong's eyes rolled back.

His expression was both painful and pleasurable, as if he were enduring some unbearable torture, or enjoying some unparalleled bliss.

Her lips moved incessantly, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word.

It can only produce broken syllables like "um... ah...".

Her hands were braced against him, her arms trembling in the water as if they might break at any moment.

Water droplets slid down her arm, flowed into the bathtub, and splashed up again with the rise and fall of her body.

Her fingers involuntarily curled up, leaving faint red marks on his face with her nails.

"Okay... Class begins..." Her voice trailed off, "Don't talk nonsense..."

Her eyes were glazed over, her cheeks were flushed, and even the tip of her nose was tinged with a faint pink.

Yue Qingge immediately became interested. He pinched the two full moon-shaped lobes between his fingers and gently lifted them up a little.

The farm implements buried deep in the valley almost slipped out, with only one tip still embedded at the entrance.

She instinctively wanted to sink, to fill that space again.

A sudden emptiness.

Just as she was gathering her strength to fall, Yue Qingge suddenly arched her back and slammed upwards.

That powerful and precise strike landed squarely on her other shore flower palace.

"You! Ah, Yi Yi!!"

In that instant, Liu Erlong trembled violently, as if struck by lightning or burned by raging fire.

The underwater path kept shrinking, spasming, and convulsing, every inch of its delicate flesh contracting wildly.

It's as if they want to crush, grind, and devour that farming tool used for clearing land.

This single move once again propelled Liu Erlong to the pinnacle.

Her eyes were completely glazed over, her pupils were unfocused, and her eyes were filled with a liquid that was hard to tell whether it was water or tears.

Her arms could no longer support her, and she collapsed limply onto him.

Her lips were slightly parted, her breath sweet and fragrant, the warm air spraying onto his collarbone with a faint sweet scent.

"Baby..." Her voice trembled with every word, "Mommy... really loves you so much..."

Chapter Eighty-Six: A Tale of Two Extremes

At the same time, she slowly raised her fair hand, trembling slightly, and gently stroked Yue Qingge's face.

Her fingertips traced his brow bone, his nose, and his lips, as if confirming that this was not a dream.

Her movements were gentle, as if she were touching a fragile treasure, afraid that she would break it if she used too much force.

There was no lust or shame in that gaze, only the purest and tenderest love.

Yue Qingge's heart softened a little.

He lowered his eyes and kissed her full, red lips.

Nose probed into her cavity, hooked her little snake, and slowly devoured her, possessing her.

Liu Erlong was so overwhelmed by his kisses that her breathing became disordered and sounds kept escaping her throat.

"Hmm... um..."

Her hands climbed up his neck, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer until their noses touched.

Then, feeling the warmth of her beloved Fire Dragon Valley, Yue Qingge no longer suppressed her emotions.

He relaxed completely and planted his seed deep within that most secret palace.

Streams of scalding white breath erupted forth, striking...

On that sharp wall.

Liu Erlong froze, then collapsed completely.

Afterwards, under Yue Qingge's urging, Liu Erlong suddenly entered a state of selfless cultivation.

A truly profound meditation that is rare and hard to come by.

Her eyes were closed, her breathing gradually became steady, and she was quiet and holy.

The two are still connected.

The farm tools were buried deep in the valley, tightly enveloped by that passionate, alluring flesh.

Like a sword and its sheath, fitting together perfectly.

Yue Qingge dared not move an inch. He endured the rubbing of those thousands of alluring flesh, every inch of his skin screaming that he wanted to continue, to ride her, to send her to the clouds again.

But he gritted his teeth, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Her martial spirit gradually changed, transforming from the original Fire Dragon Valley into the Ice Dragon Cold Valley.

The valley, which was originally scorching hot, began to cool down slowly, eventually becoming lukewarm.

The once fiery, alluring flesh gradually took on a layer of icy blue luster, becoming crystal clear.

In an instant, it was a world of extremes, like ice and fire.

The cool touch contrasted sharply with the surging, turbulent energy within him.

The coolness was like a bucket of ice water, poured ladle by ladle onto his burning reason, yet it was also like a more sophisticated provocation.

The interplay of cold and heat, the collision of ice and fire, gave him an unprecedented level of sensitivity.

His farm implements continued to expand inwards, tightly gripped by that cool, alluring flesh, every inch completely under his control.

Although a cool temperature suited him better, and while it wasn't as intense as the lava-like heat he had just experienced, it still had its own unique flavor.

A chill ran through him, freezing his reason.

But the farm tool swelled up again unintentionally deep inside, its crown scraping against the deeper, more sensitive flesh, its rough edges grinding against the most sensitive protrusion.

Just for a moment.

This caused Liu Erlong to grunt, his brows furrowing slightly, and a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

This terrified him so much that he froze on the spot, as if his pressure points had been frozen, afraid that even the slightest stimulation would affect her cultivation.

He frantically chanted the Ice Heart Mantra in his mind, suppressing all the beauty and impulses deep inside.

He kept thinking to himself: I have to get compensation from Aunt Liu.

Seeing that her vital energy was slowly recovering, the scales on her body had completely transformed.

From fiery red to icy blue, from rough to crystalline, each dragon scale is like a meticulously polished sapphire, inlaid on her snow-white skin.

The fluctuations of her soul power began to gradually stabilize.

After another incense stick's time, Liu Erlong slowly opened her eyes.