These days of contemplation did not calm the female charm; instead, they made her even more flustered. In a daze, memories of midnight dreams—those feelings of shame, anger, joy, and the complex emotions—rushed into her heart all at once.
“No… no, don’t you come over here!”
The married young woman waved her hands frantically, her figure continuously retreating, like a lamb facing a ferocious wolf. The only difference was that within her fear, there was also a trace of anticipation, a sense of reckless excitement.
What the hell, it’s not the first time anyway. Since resistance is futile, why not once again indulge in that spine-tingling, soul-stirring impact?
“No!” The voice of resistance roared in his heart, but when it surged out of his throat, it sounded so weak. Qiao San clearly remained rooted to the spot, not moving an inch, yet the female demon’s struggle unfolded automatically before him.
“Mei Jie, watch out!”
In her panic, the female demon tripped over some clutter and fell backward. Despite her prowess as a skilled martial artist, she clumsily headed straight toward the hard edge of the table. Qiao San naturally rushed forward to save her, yet before he could properly grab hold of the demoness, the exquisite flower spirit already began struggling fiercely. “Brother Qiao, don’t… let go!”
Incoherent words, a panic-stricken expression, and two streams of painful tears—terror spread across her cheeks. Once a bright and cheerful peony spirit, she was now tormented by her own inner demons to such a state.
Qiao San tightened his arms, pulling the female demon to the ground with him as they rolled. In that instant, he felt as if his spiritual eyes had opened—he could sense her pain and truly empathize with her inner suffering.
To rid oneself of inner demons, there are only two methods: one is to stay far away from the world of feminine allure, allowing time to gradually fade the beloved’s memories; the other is to willingly embrace the ambiguous situation, for without contradictions, there will naturally be no more suffering.
Thoughts swirling in countless loops, in the blink of an eye, with Qiao San’s character, he almost without hesitation chose the second method, the most effective one.
“Whoosh!” History repeated itself once again. With a sweeping motion of his coarse hand, the rogue sent pieces of cloth flying like startled, colorful butterflies. Soon, the room was littered with fragments on the ground.
“Mei Jie, I want you!”
The rogue started his violent journey again. He was determined to completely win the girl’s heart. Although he hadn’t fallen into evil, Qiao San’s determination was still unstoppable.
Men’s desires remained as they always had been, but the female spirit’s resistance was not as strong. When Qiao San gently caressed her sensitive breasts, the exquisite flower spirit couldn’t help letting out soft, drawn-out moans, overwhelmed by the familiar waves of pleasure.
“Oh, here it comes again, that feeling is back…”
Tenderness and wildness intertwined as the rogue’s hands plunged into the soft, supple mounds of her breasts, his lips and tongue sucking hungrily at the two swollen nipples, sending waves of pleasure crashing like thunder through the succubus’s mind.
Before the exquisite flower spirit could close her wide-open mouth, Qiao San’s lips and tongue had already darted inside, allowing the enchantress to taste his tender side.
The scorching red tongue, caught off guard, relentlessly chased the woman’s smooth, fragrant tongue in a whirlwind of motion. The enchanting woman’s pearly teeth tried several times, yet she lacked the courage to bite down with force.
“Hmm… Brother, we can’t go on like this any longer. You… please let go of… your wife! Your elder brother… is about to return!” Having no other choice, the female spirit was forced to use her final trump card, while her hands desperately protected her swollen and throbbing womanhood.
“Mei Jie, I want you. No matter who comes back, I—want you!”
The rogue’s hands roamed along the enchantress’s waist, then skillfully slipped beneath the flower spirit’s armpit, prying the enchantress’s stiff arms apart as his masculine frame pressed forward with unwavering determination.
Nu Miao’s blank mind finally sensed danger. She pushed off the ground with both hands, ready to flee backward.
The full-bodied woman lifted herself up, only to meet the rascal’s probing lips and tongue below…
“Oh… you… uh…”
The anger began to subside, desire creating ripples in her eyes. The enchanting flower spirit, her eyes like silken threads, could only see Qiao San’s bobbing head. Her heart warmed, and her pearly teeth instinctively clamped down hard on her lower lip. Yet, the corners of her mouth still emitted a delightful “hissing” sound.
The hidden valley suddenly widened, and a surge of spring torrents burst forth uncontrollably, gushing out fiercely. The rascal opened his mouth wide and greedily swallowed the fragrant breeze.
“Ahh!” a man’s exclamation rang out, brimming with excitement. If the female demon’s lack of extraordinary charms had left the rogue with a trace of regret, that regret vanished instantly when he felt the surge of springtime within his mouth.
The fragrance lingers on the lips, leaving an endless aftertaste!
Too beautiful, this isn’t ordinary spring water, but the unique, unparalleled exquisite flower juice of a female enchantress. Although the rogue had never tasted divine nectar, he was certain that the flower juice sprayed from Sister Enchantress’s honeyed cave was in no way inferior to it.
“Ohhh—” the enchanting woman’s mouth hung open during her climax, her breath fragrant like orchids, remaining ajar for a long time. She never imagined that Qiao San could make her experience such an ecstatic, soul-stirring pleasure solely with his mouth—something she had never attained before in her life as a woman at her most beautiful.
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The female demon coiled around Qiao San’s neck, her alluring spirit gently unfurling as she calmly awaited what was to come, surrendering herself to fate.
Qiao San resolutely plunged forward, marking the completion of the tender “rape.”
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“Oh… you bad guy, you’re such a… big pervert… oh…”
Half an hour later, the female demon accepted reality amidst curses, regained her true self, and her cheerful nature led her to straddle Qiao San.
“Hey, hey… Sister-in-law, what are you trying to do… uh!”
At such a moment, the narrow-minded ruffian deliberately retaliated, forcefully suppressing his rising passion, while Qiao San remained completely still.
“Hmph, I’ll bite you to death!”
Female charm isn’t the type to shed tears; with the heart demon gone, she sank her teeth into the man’s small nipple. Not only that, her slender fingertips moved to the rogue’s backside, restless and eager, intending to pierce through.
“Dear Sister Mei, heh, heh…” Qiao San, terrified out of his wits, quickly intensified his thrusts, trying to appease the “dreadful” female spirit.
The massive cock had entered the flower hole more than once, but this was the first time it truly brought pleasure to the female demon. Cruelty might cause the body to convulse, but that was merely excitement, not genuine happiness!
“Ah—”
The female demon once again arched her jade-like body, her lustrous hair flying as her abdomen drove her honeyed core into frantic contractions. Under the overwhelming surge of spiritual and carnal ecstasy, the exquisitely beautiful flower spirit finally and completely surrendered into the rogue’s embrace.
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Marvelous clouds and rain, this is the perfect harmony!
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