Chapter 738 - 712: Childhood Friends
The normally aloof and frosty goddess suddenly uttered such explicit words, which was undoubtedly very impactful.
As Leng Yueshuang’s words fell, Sun Zhe completely erupted, letting out a strange roar as he directly put her down and pinned her against the staircase railing.
"Ah, don’t..."
"To the room."
Leng Yueshuang braced her hands on the railing and turned her head to look at Sun Zhe with a grievance in her eyes, suddenly regretting having intentionally provoked him with those words earlier.
Now it was done, she had completely fueled his fire.
"What room, right here!"
Sun Zhe, impatient and eager, forcefully gripped her neck with one hand while swiftly stripping off her clothes with the other.
In just a few moments, Leng Yueshuang’s light blue skinny jeans were pulled off, messily bunched at her ankles.
The lace layer of white barely covered that mysterious mound, but it was already soaked from earlier on the sofa. Sun Zhe, overwhelmed with excitement, pushed aside the fabric with his finger, wedging it into the seam.
As those tender petals hidden in the lush black velvet were revealed, Sun Zhe’s eyes seemed ready to burst into flames. He quickly undid his pants and, after a brief "adjustment," thrust forward!
"Mm..."
The long-awaited supreme ecstasy surged like an electric current, causing Leng Yueshuang to knit her brows and moan deeply, the strength draining from her body, her arms on the railing bending as if unable to support her weight.
"Could you slow down a bit?"
"Thud-thud-thud-thud..."
Sun Zhe ignored her, holding his breath and thrusting fiercely, like standing to pedal a bike.
Along with the dense sound of collisions, cloudy nectar splattered and flew.
"Gently? Weren’t you just saying earlier to do you till you’re dead?"
"Mm-mm... aah aah aah..."
At this moment, Leng Yueshuang was breathless, unable to speak, only humming dreamily, eyes half-closed, with her hair tossing wildly.
After a moment, Sun Zhe looked down to see the creamy sandwich had burst.
Sticky cream was everywhere, forming a white ring at the base of the beastly object.
"Can we... go to the room now?"
Sun Zhe looked down at the tender pink curls twisting and turning, grinning, "No! Let’s go later."
"..."
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Meanwhile.
Villa No. 32, Jingtian Forest Garden.
Leng Yuening walked into the room and looked at Qi Xue sitting in a wheelchair, feeling her heart cut like a knife.
"Xue’er, how... how did you become like this?"
"What exactly happened?"
Qi Xue gently shook her head, seeing Leng Yuening looking as if she might cry, she smiled faintly, "It’s okay, it’s all in the past now. Martial artists sometimes can’t avoid getting injured."
"What about in the future..." Leng Yuening pursed her lips, hesitating to speak.
Qi Xue’s gaze was firm, "As for the future, we’ll talk about it later. For now, we just need to look forward."
Seeing her strong demeanor, Leng Yuening couldn’t help but feel admiration, thinking of herself.
Suddenly she asked, "Xue’er, did you get these injuries from a fight in the underground arena?"
Qi Xue nodded lightly without saying much, then changed the subject, "What brings you to Jingtian Forest Garden all of a sudden?"
Leng Yuening replied truthfully, "I came with my sister, she said she wanted to introduce her husband to me."
Upon hearing this, Qi Xue’s eyes brightened, a smile appearing on her face, "Yueshuang is back?"
"Yes, she came back yesterday."
"When did she get married? How come you suddenly have a brother-in-law?"
At this, Leng Yuening recalled that handsome face, feeling a little sour inside as she said, "Actually, I just found out too. But they aren’t married yet."
"I see... I figured. If she really got married without telling me, I wouldn’t let it go. We always said I’d be her bridesmaid."
Thinking of the childhood friend she’d grown up with, for a moment, Qi Xue felt overjoyed, as if these past few days of gloom had suddenly cleared away, eager to catch up.
"Where’s Yueshuang now? Can you take me to see her?"
Leng Yuening suspected that her sister and brother-in-law might be engaging in something intimate at this moment, so after thinking a bit, she said, "Hmm... let’s go later. I haven’t been here in a while, I want to wander around first."
...
Leng Yuening pushed the wheelchair as she took Qi Xue strolling around, nearly an hour and a half later, she was finally pushing Qi Xue toward Villa No. 3.
She estimated that after an hour and a half, they should have finished.
Not long after.
She pushed the wheelchair to the entrance of Villa No. 3.
Seeing the house number, Qi Xue was suddenly stunned, abruptly thinking of that face.
"Is... is this Villa No. 3?"
"Mm."
Leng Yuening nodded lightly, "My sister and brother-in-law are inside, let’s go in."
Qi Xue’s heart shook, wondering if Leng Yuening’s brother-in-law might be that guy?
"Oh my god, how can this be so coincidental?"
Suddenly she panicked, forcing a smile on her face, "Um... I’m suddenly not feeling well, should I head back first?"
If it truly was the man she was thinking of, she really didn’t know how to face him.
Leng Yuening said, "There’s a bathroom here."
"Um... never mind, I don’t need the bathroom, I’m just not feeling well, maybe I took too much medicine."
Leng Yuening said, "I heard from my sister that my brother-in-law is highly skilled in medicine, capable of curing all sorts of illnesses. If you’re not feeling well, maybe he can help you later."
"By the way, he can also take a look at your limbs, there’s still hope, perhaps."
Qi Xue looked bitter, thinking it was the guy who disabled her limbs, her face darkening, "Yuening, I really can’t go."
Leng Yuening’s face turned serious, "You must go. I’ll have him take a look later."
On this matter, Leng Yuening was resolute.
Because she sincerely hoped her good friend could be healthy.
No matter how slim the hope, she didn’t want to give up.
Soon after.
Leng Yuening pushed Qi Xue into the living room.
"Yuening, can’t we just let it go?"
"No."
Leng Yuening pushed her to the sofa, "Sit here, I’ll go find..."
"Mm-hmm... it’s coming!"
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to finish speaking, a strange sound drifted faintly from upstairs.
It sounded like a woman crying, and the crying was intense, as if she were suffering torture.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The two women both froze, exchanging glances, then following the source of the sound, looked towards the stairs.
The next moment, the two women simultaneously froze again, their faces turning red.
On the steps leading to the second floor, a pair of light blue skinny jeans was thrown, and on the nearby railing, a pair of soaking wet white lace panties hung.
Even from a distance, the two women could clearly see the glistening stains left on the stairs.
"Mm-ah-ah... hubby I can’t take it!"
"Good husband, naughty husband..."
"I’m going to die!"
"Sob-sob... it’s coming, faster!"
"..."
Those intense cries continued to resonate through the air, fiercely impacting the hearts of the two women.
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