A strange light suddenly flashed in Long Yue’s cold, beautiful eyes.
Those empty, lifeless eyes came alive, as if a frozen lake had broken through the ice and dark currents were moving underneath.
Her red lips curved a little.
She walked slowly toward Mo Xingyun, her gait graceful and alluring.
Each step sent ripples through her voluptuous hips.
The tight black silk dress outlined every tremor of her curves.
Her full breasts swayed a little with each step and made a deep cleavage under the black silk.
Her long, beautiful legs crossed.
The outline of her snow-white skin showed faintly through the gossamer-thin black silk and made her even more seductive.
She came up to him and suddenly reached out her slender hand to stroke his face.
Her fingertips were as smooth as silk, yet they carried an unusual warmth.
They slid over his forehead, temples, and cheeks, then lingered on his lips and lightly traced their shape.
That simple touch made his heart race.
His breathing quickened.
Desire surged.
He was young and in his prime.
At that moment his lower body was already stirring.
“Your internal energy channels are blocked, and your potential is sealed.
But you are full of yang energy and hold abundant essence.
This treasure has not yet been opened.
Your potential has no limit.”
Long Yue’s voice turned alluring and seductive, a captivating charm completely different from her earlier coldness.
“I need to borrow the yang essence in your body to wake my long-dormant power.
Only then can I help you open your meridians and pass you an unmatched skill.”
With that she moved closer.
Her intoxicating fragrance filled the air.
Her voluptuous body pressed against his chest.
Through the mysterious black silk dress he could clearly feel her firm breasts against him, soft yet incredibly elastic.
The two erect nipples pressed against his chest through the thin silk, like two burning cherries, searing his soul.
Long Yue smiled in an alluring way, then suddenly cupped his face and pressed her crimson lips to his.
The kiss was sudden and passionate.
Her moist, soft lips were like hot honey, sweet yet burning, carrying a strange fragrance.
She opened her mouth.
Her delicate pink tongue plunged in, dominating and passionate, swirling and wrapping in his mouth.
Her tongue hooked his, gently sucked his saliva, then wound around him again, like serpents dancing, exchanging sweet saliva.
The sound of water echoed in the quiet cave.
Mo Xingyun had never known a kiss like this.
He felt dizzy.
His heart pounded.
Desire rose through his whole body.
Long Yue’s kissing skill was incredibly practiced, sometimes as gentle as a spring breeze, sometimes as fierce as a storm, until he could barely breathe and almost suffocated.
He felt a strange energy wake inside him and begin to flow slowly through his meridians.
Her soft, boneless hands slid down from his face and began to roam over his body.
Wherever they touched, a tingling ran through him and a wave of heat followed.
Her slender fingertips moved over him and pressed acupoints with precision.
Each touch made the heat inside him surge harder.
Her tongue stayed wrapped with his, like two water snakes rubbing together, exchanging sweet saliva.
It licked from his palate to his gums, then wrapped his tongue again, bringing a pleasure he had never known.
His desire rose.
Suddenly her vibrant red lips left his, leaving a trail of glistening saliva that shone with a lascivious light.
Her moist lips slid slowly down his chin and kissed his Adam’s apple.
The soft flesh pressed his skin, warm and wet, and left a trail of moisture.
Her lips were warm and soft.
Her tongue was slippery and quick.
Every touch was like a spark on dry grass and lit a fierce heat.
Her tongue swirled around his collarbone.
Her warm breath tickled his neck and sent shivers of pleasure through him.
Her burning red lips pressed his earlobe, gently sucked the small lobe, her teeth biting lightly, then her warm, wet tongue licked the inside of his ear.
Pleasure like electricity ran through his body.
“Relax.
Concentrate your mind.
Feel the flow of energy in your body, and feel the treasures hidden inside you.”
She whispered in his ear.
Her voice was as smooth as velvet, yet it carried a command he could not refuse.
Her hot breath on his ear was tingling and numbing, and full of allure.
Just as he was lost in this new feeling, Long Yue let out a soft moan.
Her soft, boneless arms suddenly wrapped his neck.
She lifted her long, beautiful legs and leapt with grace.
Her voluptuous legs in black silk coiled tight around his waist like a serpent.
The smooth, silky skin of her thighs, through the thin fabric, felt incredibly soft.
Her supple, tender flesh pressed his waist and tightened gently, locking him in place.
That sudden intimate contact made him go stiff.
His lower body hardened like iron at once.
He could not help reaching out and firmly cupping her plump, beautiful buttocks.
The moment his palms touched her, through the thin layer of black stockings, a soft yet elastic feeling washed over him and sent a shiver down his spine.
Her jade-like buttocks were large and round, like ripe peaches, full and firm, seeming to overflow between his fingers.
His fingertips sank into the tender flesh under the black stockings, smooth and silky, as if coated with honey.
With a gentle kneading the flesh rippled in his palms, incredibly elastic, a touch that was intoxicating and hard to forget.
Long Yue sensed the change in him.
A lewd smile sat on her crimson lips.
She used her lightness skill to wrap her body around him.
Her jade-like buttocks thrust forward in a seductive way and pressed against his lower body.
Through the thin, gossamer black silk he could clearly feel the warmth and softness of her private parts.
The outline of her plump, full labia showed faintly under the black silk.
Moist heat seeped through the fabric and carried a captivating, sensual aroma.
He pressed down hard with both hands.
The plump black-stockinged buttocks deformed a little between his fingers, then sprang back.
The silk-stockinged flesh trembled under his kneading.
Each squeeze sent electric shocks through his nerves, lit a raging fire of desire, left him parched and overwhelmed by lust, almost unable to control himself.
Her hands began to roam over his body.
Her fingertips deftly untied his belt and slipped inside his clothes to touch his burning skin.
“The treasure hidden in you is called Qinghua.
This thing is extremely yang and too overbearing.
I have been trapped too long and can only take a little of your yang energy to wake your potential.
As for how much this treasure can be stirred, that depends on your fate.”
Her voice had a seductive pant and trembled a little.
It held a captivating pull.
Her fingertips brushed his skin lightly and pressed his acupoints.
Each touch sent a strange surge of heat through him.
Her other hand went lower, stroked his waist and lower abdomen, and at last settled on his already rock-hard penis.
He gasped.
No woman had ever touched his private parts before.
This unfamiliar, intense pleasure almost made him lose control at once.
Long Yue’s technique was incredibly skillful.
She rubbed and kneaded gently through his pants, the pressure just right, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, so that he felt both pain and pleasure.
His lower body grew even harder, almost bursting.
“Masculinity is the essence of a man.
It is the foundation for your martial arts to improve, and the key to opening your meridians.” As she spoke she unbuckled his belt.
Her slender fingers probed inside and touched his erect penis directly.
A surge of electric pleasure rushed from his lower body to his head and almost made his legs go weak.
Her fingertips were as soft as feathers, yet they carried an incredible heat.
They circled his penis gently and slid up and down.
Her skill took the breath away.
Every movement was precise.
She stroked the glans, kneaded the scrotum, lightly grasped the shaft, and stroked it quickly.
Each movement hit his sensitive places exactly.
His breathing grew faster.
His heart pounded like a drum.
Her lush lips met his again.
Their tongues wound together deep, exchanging saliva with a soft, wet sound.
Her other hand pressed acupoints on his body, as if guiding the flow of energy inside him.
Her long, beautiful legs stayed tight around his waist.
Her shapely buttocks rubbed his lower body in a seductive way.
Her moist, warm vulva pressed tight against his erection through the thin black silk.
The outline of her thick, full labia showed barely under the silk.
Each teasing rub brought waves of intoxicating pleasure.
Each rub brought endless ecstasy.
The black silk at her vulva ripped softly from the intense friction.
A few thin threads broke and showed glimpses of the deeper darkness and moisture within.
Strangely those tears slowly repaired themselves at a speed the eye could see, as if the cloth had a life of its own, which only added to its eerie, sensual allure.
He held her plump, beautiful buttocks firmly.
The rich, tender flesh seemed to overflow between his fingers.
His fingertips sank into the smooth, creamy flesh, so soft it felt coated with honey.
With each gentle kneading the plump buttocks rippled in his palms, incredibly elastic, a feeling that stirred his soul.
He pressed down firmly with both hands.
The snow-white flesh deformed a little between his fingers, then sprang back to its shape, its firm texture irresistible.
“Feel the flow of energy, and guide it in the direction it surges.” She whispered the instruction between kisses.
Her voice was hoarse and seductive, but her hands never stopped.
She stroked his thick penis even harder.
He felt a green light circulating in his body, surging upward from his lower body, passing through his dantian and heart meridian, and at last gathering in his mind.
As her movements quickened, this green energy flowed even faster, like a wild horse racing without end inside him.
Her strokes grew faster and harder, each time from the base to the tip, then quickly back.
Her fingertips would sometimes caress the most sensitive coronal ridge, sometimes gently knead the full scrotum, and sometimes cup the whole erect penis in her palm and rub it fast.
This pleasure he had never known made his scalp tingle and his legs go weak.
He clung tight to her plump buttocks, almost unable to stand, and waves of electricity surged through his spine.