Before long, Yan Li felt himself enveloped by an extremely dense spiritual energy, while Wen Yu's kiss continued. His consciousness began to become hazy, and he could hear Wen Yu's heavy breathing.
The two women had already removed their clothes, and black curtains covered the entire bed, making it impossible for anyone to see what was happening inside.
Soft shoulders and fragrant sweat, broad shoulders and narrow waist, each has its own beauty.
"Why isn't Ali adjusting her breathing yet?"
Wen Yu's lips parted slightly, moving, but the words that came out were like shards of ice, chilling Yan Li to the bone.
Her face was flushed, and her whole body looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, but the unbearable spiritual power continued to flow through her body without any sign of stopping.
"Wen Yu!"
Her strength was already starting to decline. She gritted her teeth and called his name, but found that her voice had a charm she had never imagined. She froze, and when she was about to speak again, Wen Yu silenced her with a kiss.
He even clung to her again, seemingly tireless, showering her fair skin with kiss after kiss.
The traces of ambiguity are covered up again and again, only to be covered by new ones, in an endless cycle.
"Is Ah Li going to give up halfway?" Wen Yu's hand landed on Yan Li's waist, her eyes swirling with unspoken emotions. She kissed Yan Li's already slightly swollen lips and then channeled some spiritual energy into her.
"Bear with it a little longer, Ah Li, or we'll have to start all over again next time."
Enveloped in the heat, Yan Li felt as if his brain was mush, yet at such moments, he seemed to have inexhaustible strength.
He was supposed to be the tool, but Yan Li suddenly had an absurd idea.
Perhaps she was the one being drained of her energy, otherwise why would she be getting more and more tired, while Wen Yu, on the other hand, seemed to be getting more and more energetic.
She couldn't help but look up, only to be met with eyes as deep as a still pool. Just as she was about to look away, the person in question caught her gaze and kissed her again.
His warm lips landed on her eyebrows and forehead, as if he could never get enough, hoping that at some point when Yan Li was lost in passion, he would take the initiative to kiss her.
The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the two people entangled together.
Sometimes it's the mingling of lips and teeth, sometimes it's the murmurs and desires of a tool, and sometimes it's a plea for mercy.
Intermittent, going around in circles.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Yan Li's last bit of strength was exhausted. She couldn't help but reach out and grab the bed curtains in front of her.
Before she could even be happy.
The person behind her caught up again in the next moment, took her hand, forced it away from the bed curtains, then chuckled and intertwined their fingers before pulling her into his arms and holding her...
The spiritual energy that should have helped her improve her cultivation has now become an invisible constraint, binding her and forcing her to cooperate.
Once she harbored any intention to resist, the spiritual energy, as if it had never been submitted to, began to rampage through her body.
She couldn't help but bite Wen Yu's shoulder, wanting him to feel the same pain as her, and asked in a murmured question: "You lied to me."
"Your spiritual power is completely unruly."
"They even wanted to control me."
"I don't want to cultivate with you anymore."
Wen Yu felt utterly wronged, but seeing Yan Li's appearance, she couldn't bring herself to blame him. She simply sighed after realizing the reason.
“If Ali continues to reject my spiritual power, she will naturally be controlled by it. You must become its master and make it your own.”
Yan Li found it absurd. This man appeared to be completely innocent on the surface, but in reality, he did not let her off the hook at all, and even went further and further.
It would be strange if she could calm down.
Before Yan Li could even get angry, Wen Yu seemed to read her mind and kissed her lips again.
Unlike the previous passionate kiss, this one was cool and refreshing, easing her agitation.
He gently pinched her chin, using the kiss to soothe the disordered spiritual energy within her body, so that she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
After being comforted, Yan Li finally caught her breath, but she was still exhausted. When she saw Wen Yu's finger reaching out again, she couldn't help but raise her hand and slap it away impatiently.
Wen Yu paused, looking at Yan Li who was lying in her arms with his eyes closed, completely exhausted, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Then, he carried the nearly asleep Yan Li off the bed and headed straight for the pool.
He is not greedy.
A hundred years is enough.
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