Qingyao's cheeks flushed instantly. Just as she was about to open her mouth to scold, Yun Ao had already come behind her, stretched out his strong arms, gently wrapped them around her slender waist, and with a little force, placed her steadily on his legs.
Qingyao's heart skipped a beat. She felt her whole body enveloped by his breath, his warm chest pressed against her back, and a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body.
She subconsciously wanted to push away the bold man in front of her, but as soon as she raised her hands, Yun Ao grabbed them.
Immediately afterwards, she felt a warm and moist feeling on her fingertips. It turned out that Yun Ao put her fingers into his mouth and licked them gently.
Qingyao felt a buzzing in her head, as if an electric current struck her heart. Her already red cheeks became even hotter. She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look directly into Yun Ao's fiery gaze.
Yun Ao looked at the shy Qingyao in his arms, and the smile on his lips became more and more intense. He gently turned Qingyao's face, let her look directly at him, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "My wife, you really fascinate me." After that, without waiting for Qingyao's response, he lowered his head and kissed her. The hot spring water rippled slightly, as if it was also rippling because of the intimacy of the lovers.
Yun Ao's hands moved up and down Qingyao's back, as if exploring every sensitive spot, and as if confirming her real existence.
Qingyao's heart was beating like thunder, her cheeks flushed, and her body trembled slightly unconsciously in response to his enthusiasm.
Their breathing gradually became rapid, intertwined in the warm steam, and every touch seemed to send sparks flying.
The hot spring water rippled gently, shaking their tightly clung figures. Yun Ao's kiss slowly moved down Qingyao's neck, leaving a trail of warm marks. Qingyao's fingers clasped his arms tightly, her nails unconsciously sinking into his skin, as if seeking a trace of support in this whirlpool of passion.
At this moment, the quiet forest seemed to be infected by their passion. The breeze gently rustled the leaves. As the temperature rose, Yun Ao's kiss became more passionate and deep. Qingyao's consciousness was gradually overwhelmed by the surging waves of emotions. She could only make a faint pout, her hands weakly placed on Yun Ao's shoulders.
Yun Ao's hand gently slid across Qingyao's arm, holding her hand, interlocking their fingers, as if they wanted to integrate each other into each other's lives.
He raised his head slightly and stared into Qingyao's blurry eyes, his eyes full of affection and cherishment: "My wife, for so many years, I have been thinking about you all the time, and every moment I regret the time I was apart from you."
Tears glistened in Qingyao's eyes as she softly replied, "Ayun, those painful pasts are all in the past. Now that you are by my side, that is the best."
After saying that, Yun Ao kissed Qingyao again, and his tongue tip gently probed into hers, entwining and playing with her tongue tip.
His other hand slowly moved up along Qingyao's waistline, finally stopping at her cheek, stroking it gently, as if carefully depicting the face he had been thinking about day and night.
Qingyao's body gradually became soft, and she snuggled in Yun Ao's arms, feeling his strong heartbeat.
The buoyancy of the hot spring water made their bodies float slightly, and every touch was filled with the gentleness and agility of water, as if the whole world was left with only each other's breathing and heartbeat.
After a long time, Yun Ao gently picked up Qingyao and walked out of the hot spring. Water droplets slid down their bodies, sparkling with crystal light in the moonlight.
He gently placed Qingyao on the soft couch that had been prepared beside him, leaned over, covered her with his body, and continued this love confession.
The moonlight was like water, pouring down on the hot spring. In the sparkling waves, Yun Ao hugged Qing Yao tightly, their bodies pressed tightly together, as if they wanted to merge into the depths of each other's souls.
His palms gently wandered over Qingyao's silky and delicate skin. Every touch was filled with cherishment and attachment, as if he was carefully depicting a rare treasure, from her smooth shoulders, along her soft curves, slowly moving down.
Qingyao's cheeks were as red as fire, her eyes were closed, her thick eyelashes kept trembling, shyness and love intertwined in her heart.
Yun Ao's kiss was like a fine spring rain, gently falling on her fair neck and collarbone, spreading all the way down, leaving a string of red marks of varying depths, like blooming red plums, emitting an ambiguous atmosphere in the moonlight.
Qingyao's delicate body trembled slightly, her breathing was rapid and disordered. She wanted to resist the surging wave of emotions, but found that she had already sunk into it. Her limbs were soft and powerless, and she could only make a slight moan, which seemed to be a reproach, but also seemed to be a response.
Her hands subconsciously grasped Yun Ao's arms. The solid muscles seemed to be her only support at the moment. Her nails unconsciously dug into them, but she could not stop Yun Ao's gentle yet aggressive caress.
Yun Ao's eyes were filled with deep affection and intoxication. He pecked Qing Yao's earlobe and murmured, "My lady, you are mine, for all eternity, we will never be apart."
The warm breath brushed past, sending a tingling sensation through Qingyao's heart. In the quiet of the night, the gurgling of the hot spring water, the mingled sounds of their breathing, and the occasional rustling of leaves together composed a melody of love. They were enchanted by it, forgetting the troubles of the world, wishing only that time would stop at this moment, so that this strong love would never fade.
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