Chapter 281

She, who had always been ticklish, tilted her head and shrank her neck with a smile, "Mm. When I'm in a bad mood, as long as I look at the stars and think that Earth is only as big as a speck of dust compared to many stars, the whole person feels relaxed at once."

Even Earth is just a speck of dust. As a speck of dust among specks of dust, why should she waste too much time on meaningless pain, trouble, and entanglement?

"...Are you in a bad mood now?" Li Yiquan stopped kissing.

He Lele turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck, looked at his extremely beautiful phoenix eyes, and shook her head with a smile.

It's just a pity that many truths are easy to understand but too difficult to achieve.

Her gaze dropped, catching sight of his naked body that had just been bathed and was still damp. Her little face turned away reflexively, her gaze shifting to the side.

Theoretically, she didn't know how many times she had been held, and even... had been held by two men at the same time many times. She should be very used to men's naked bodies. However, no matter how many times, she still... didn't dare to look at their bodies that made her face blush and heart beat fast.

Her breathing quietly lost its rhythm, but it inadvertently pleased the man in front of her.

Picking up the light woman, Li Yiquan took a few long strides and pressed her onto the dark blue striped bed, supporting himself with his arms and looking down at her from above. His gaze was full of appreciation and possession as he surveyed her body. Her exquisite body lines were reflected by the sheets to be even more rounded and beautiful. Her contradictory appearance of trying hard to be generous and calm but unable to control her dodging gaze made one just want to rush into her body and mess around regardless.

"Lele, look at me." Holding her little hand and placing it on his naked chest, Li Yiquan stared deeply at the woman beneath him.

He knew very well. If he hadn't fallen for her, he could still have lived very well. Perhaps he would have found a suitable woman to marry and have children at a suitable age, and spent his life like all normal men. But now, he had chosen a life that the world would not understand and would only criticize and laugh at.

Guiding her hand to wander over his scorching body, he clearly felt how the places she touched were trembling in excitement. Every piece of skin she touched, and even the flesh and blood under the skin, seemed to come alive and have an independent life, constantly craving her continued touch.

No one can suppress this craving from the deepest part of the body, and no one can resist the ultimate pleasure born when this craving is soothed.

Want more, more!

Stay away from her and return to a normal life? With this craving deep in the marrow?

He couldn't do it, and he didn't want to.

Kissing her eyebrows and cheeks, gently licking and sucking her neck and soft shoulders, her erect and soft breasts were just gently kneaded as if they were about to melt in his hands, making him carefully send them to his mouth to hold and tease until the beautiful nipples darkened in color and shrank slightly, and only then was he willing to use a little force to grind them gently with his teeth, causing their owner to moan softly, not knowing if it was pain or comfort.

"L..."

He held her hand and brought it beneath him. When she obediently began to soothe him, he sighed in a low voice, his large hand covering the tightly closed honey garden, his long middle finger approaching the honey hole along the flesh slit, poking and stirring the secret path that was gradually seeping honey liquid with the tip of his finger.

The numb itch swept toward her whole body from between her legs like a fine electric current, and the warm flower liquid gushed out, sliding down her slightly cool buttocks along his fingers in an instant.

With the love liquid, his long finger slowly squeezed in.

"Mm..." It was just a finger, but the touch was so clear. How it squeezed into the slit in the soft flesh, how it swayed gently and strongly, every subtle movement was directly fed back to her heart and mind, stirring up rich love desire.

She couldn't help but pant and shake her head gently, her little hand holding his desire and sending it beneath her.

"Mm-ah..."

"Give it to me?"

"Mm, mm!"

Looking at her little face with slightly furrowed brows, he kissed her lips strongly and thrust his waist into her warm, tight, and slippery body.

"Lele..."

"Unh... L..." She extended her arms to climb onto his shoulders, bent her legs and lifted her buttocks to respond to his deep and heavy thrusts.

She knew she was harming him, she knew. So, she would give as much as she could, never holding back.

"L... I love you..."

Since she was already dirty, she would be dirty openly.

"Lele!" His whole body's muscles were bulging and trembling, drowned in the ecstasy of the soul from head to toe, swept by sharp and surging pleasure. Listening to her singing and weeping whimpers, her sincere and gentle words of love, he just wanted to keep doing it and listening to it like this, until the world grew old and their hair turned white.

"I love you more, my happiness."

The legend that falling in love makes people poets, it turns out it's true.

"L..."

"I want to hear... you change how you address me."

"Mm-ah... Yiquan, Quan... ah-ah..."

A long time later.

"What kind of position do you like?"

"I... ah..."

"How about this?"

"Yiquan, ah! Quan, don't—ya-ah..."

"Like this? Then let's do it a while longer before changing."