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Her body was unfamiliar to him, but the throbbing and impulse in his heart were still the same as before. He missed her so much that he still moved his hands gently, whispering in her ear, "You are very soft, very warm, you are very good, I like it very much..." The hand moved even slower, slowly stroking the What makes people's hearts beat is the soft gap. Finally, the strength in his hands made her experience the wonderful taste she had never experienced before. Seeing her tender and noodle-like body making wonderful noises, he was distracted for a while. He stood up and aimed his lower body at that wonderful point, gently squeezing it. As she screamed in joy, he leaned down and slowly pushed it with his huge body. Open her a** tender flesh. It hurt, as if her body was being torn apart, and she frowned in pain. "Bear a little longer." He kissed her face gently, and pressed the hard animal head tightly against her moist entrance. The other hand moved over, and his long, cold fingers touched her sensitive chest. A little pain and chill seeped into her skin. From time to time, his fingers would slide over her upturned red berries, seemingly unintentionally playing with them, but they made them firmer and fuller, and also stirred up an undercurrent in her body. The gentle teasing was like an itch that spread all over her body, and she moaned softly, just right, like soothing music. Such actions by men are a fatal teasing and teasing for women. San Chun's face immediately twitched, and she moaned softly, "Hmm... um..." His desire snaked around her vagina like a python, and after a while, the tip slowly pushed into her hole. , immersed into her body little by little until it was completely buried. The untouched woman's private parts were forcibly stretched open, her vagina opened, and she painfully endured the huge invasion. "Ah..." She arched her upper body, and the cranberries stood red in the sun. "It's so tight." He only managed to get halfway in, and the pink flesh at the entrance was almost torn, and the petals opened to both sides, bearing the weight of the tear. The hole wrapped around him tightly, suffocating with moisture, squeezing and repelling him. He was so full of desire that he couldn't bear it anymore. He pushed forward and thrust hard until he was completely penetrated and began to thrust rapidly. San Chun's upper body was forcibly lifted up, and her whole body became even tighter. He pulled her arm and thrust in and out of her body even more wildly, violently and violently, while he was sprinting like a young man in the process of sexual intercourse. Leopards have strong desires and strong possessiveness. He was like a brave warrior charging into battle. It was rare that at this moment, his injured body looked full of endurance. His sweat-soaked chest pressed against the snowy back, and he gnawed on his snow-white thin shoulders. The man thrust into his vagina wildly, and the force became heavier every time, as if he was going to destroy his vagina, without slowing down the impact. Too much pleasure made her almost go crazy, and the flower wall contracted faster. When he entered with force, she couldn't help but moan loudly, and her love flowed out instantly.
She gasped heavily, her body drained of all strength. In her heart, she felt a deep resentment and bit down on him, while at the same time, he let out a low growl and thrust a few times before finally releasing inside her.
San Chun never expected to have such an intimate encounter with him, especially in this wild mountainous area. Although it was in the hot spring water... she covered her face with her hands, wondering how she could be so weak-willed to be seduced by him.
Now what? How would she face Qi in the future? Once she left this mountain, what would she do?
Zhong Xue looked at her, a satisfied smile on his face. He said, "It would be great if we had some wine right now."
San Chun gritted her teeth. "You still want to drink?"
"To celebrate that we have finally become one, of course we need wine. Not only wine but also food; you and I should drink three cups together to thank the heavens for their grace."
She glared at him, feeling wronged for having lost herself so foolishly. If he wanted to thank someone, he should do it himself. However, his words made her realize that she was hungry.
Having soaked in the water for too long, her skin had wrinkled, and she felt dizzy after a while. She climbed out of the water, feeling pain in her lower body and discomfort overall. Thinking it was all his fault, she couldn't help but turn back and kick him hard.
Zhong Xue winced in pain but smiled happily. They were already together and would never be apart in this life; what did it matter to endure a little discomfort? He just considered it as her playfully teasing him.
Her clothes were soaked through, and she felt a surge of anger as she dried them by the fire. The morning breeze was a bit chilly, so she wrapped herself tightly in her cloak and gently poked at the fire with a wooden stick. Her thoughts were tumultuous, unable to settle for a long time. In such a place where they had relied on each other for so long, their reputations were already lost; even without this encounter, she probably wouldn’t have the face to marry Qi again.
Sighing, she never expected that after struggling for so long, it would ultimately end up like this. What had she owed him in her previous life that required repayment in this one?
She didn't know when Zhong Xue also came out of the water and hugged her tightly from behind. His body was warm and still carried the heat from the hot spring.
He spoke softly, "You don't need to be angry; today is my fault. I couldn't help myself, and you had to suffer because of me."
San Chun smiled bitterly; she couldn't entirely blame him. If she stubbornly refused, given his current physical condition, he definitely wouldn't be able to get close to her. It was also because she had developed feelings for him that she allowed his closeness. Even now, she was somewhat puzzled about when, without realizing it, she had come to like him.
She sighed and asked him, "Since the situation is as it is, what will you do?"
"Marry you; this is my heart's desire."
"Why are you so fixated on me?" she asked softly. She recalled how he had vowed to marry her at first sight. Whenever she asked him before, he would always evade the question. Now that they had reached this point, what was there left to hide?
He looked at her and gently took her hand. "Can I tell you a story?"
He began to recount the past that he had long kept buried in his heart. The one he loved, Yan Dan, the one he would never forget until death. He shared with her their acquaintance, his infatuation, and the anguish in his heart.
As he lightly held her hand and intertwined their fingers, he felt for the first time the delicacy and warmth of their skin touching. Even when they had held hands tightly before, it had mostly been an emotional response.
In the story, he was so deeply infatuated; his love was filled with bitterness and frustration. It was clearly love, yet it could not be fulfilled, and even if it were, there might be no response.
He was very close to her, close enough to feel his slightly labored breath. His expression was incredibly serious, not at all like someone making up a story on a whim. As she listened, suddenly a drop of crystal-clear water fell onto her hand; her face seemed to feel a bit wet too. She wiped her face and looked up—could it be raining again?
Her heart was filled with infinite sorrow; she didn't know if it was his pain or the pain in her own heart.
This was the first time she heard him mention someone named Yan Dan, which made her feel bittersweet for the couple in the story. She hadn't expected him to have such moments of unfulfilled love. The Yan Dan in the story was an extraordinarily beautiful person, a woman worthy of deep affection. Her pain and tears were partly due to him but mostly for Yan Dan—a person so wonderful yet lost forever, leaving behind a sense of sighing and melancholy.
Suddenly, he looked at her in astonishment. She touched the corner of her eye and insisted, "I didn't cry."
Zhong Xue sighed softly. "I know it's not you crying."
Crying for another reason, or perhaps it wasn't crying at all, but drooling.
The reason he was like this was not because of her, but because he saw a giant creature.
It should be a snake; it looked very much like one, but the size was different. Can a snake be this big?
It was as thick as a thousand-year-old tree and seemed to tower higher than a building when coiled on the ground. Its large mouth opened... Have you ever seen a grinding stone? Four San Chun could fit inside it. And now it was crawling behind San Chun, its terrifying mouth aimed at her head, its long forked tongue extending out. Perhaps it shouldn't be called a snake; it should have another name: "giant python." It moved too quickly, silently approaching, and they were so engrossed in conversation that they didn't notice how it appeared.
San Chun sensed something was off in his gaze and instinctively wanted to turn around but was forcefully pulled into his embrace.
"Don't move." He held her tightly, feeling his hands trembling. He didn't want her to see, fearing she would faint from fright.
He said, "I've always wanted to tell you something."
As he spoke, the head of the giant python rose even higher, as if ready to attack at any moment.
San Chun also lifted her head but was pressed back into his embrace again, muffledly asking, "What do you want?"
Even without turning around, she could still sense the abnormality behind her; that "hissing" sound wasn't something anyone could make.
Confused in her heart, she wanted to move, but his grip tightened around her. She heard his urgent voice say, "In a moment, you will move forward, climb that dirt slope, and run without looking back."
San Chun: "…"
"Remember that there was once a boy named Xue who has always been in love with you."
"I love you, and I will never regret it."
His words were not just one sentence; they were three sentences, and they felt like a last will, making her heart ache.
She said, "I won't leave." Even if there was danger, she wanted to bear it together with him.
Zhong Xue leaned down and kissed her heavily on the lips, then suddenly pushed her down hard. It felt as if he had used all his strength. San Chun felt her body fly up and land on a dirt slope. She struggled to get up, wanting to see what had happened. But she lost her footing and rolled down the slope, not knowing how misfortune struck; her head hit a protruding rock, and she fainted.
Zhong Xue had already assessed the terrain while talking to her. There was a dirt slope on the right side; as long as he pushed her away, in such a foggy place, even the giant python might not be able to find her.
This python must have chased them here all the way; he just didn't know if his flesh and blood could appease its hatred for killing its young.
Now that she was gone, he was left alone to face death quietly.
Death itself was not terrifying; what was terrifying was never being able to see her again after death.
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