0113 Shining Night (Part 6) [Micro H]
Why compare yourself to him?
No sooner had Zhan Yaoguang finished speaking than Shu Fu snorted and turned her face away in disgust. But less than half a breath later, she suddenly turned back and gave him a heavy kiss on the cheek.
"I kiss you because I like you, not to get angry with that kind of person."
The boy was taken aback by her words. The shadow that had been hanging over his heart suddenly dissipated like a feather, swaying and drifting away with a gust of wind, disappearing in an instant.
He thought about it slowly—
Oh, that's better. Compared to Shu Fu telling Liang Zhiyan how much she hates him, he seems happier that she doesn't care about him at all.
He wasn't preoccupied with anything, and his heart was filled with joy, so a faint smile naturally appeared on his face, which melted away in an instant.
Shufu leaned against him, intently watching him, and saw him almost immediately.
She suddenly exclaimed "Ah!" and hurriedly reached out to touch his cheek with her fingertips: "You look best when you smile like this. Keep smiling like this from now on."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Yaoguang's lips immediately tightened, and he tried to put on a serious look. However, he was not a proper and composed person at all. He couldn't hold back for more than half a breath and suddenly leaned in, his eyes dark and bright: "Ignore me if you don't want to, but I still want to kiss you."
“Afu, I miss you so much,” he said.
But they were in the same room day and night, almost inseparable, so what was he thinking?
Shufu's ears turned slightly red, her mind was still in a mess, and her lips were kissed and sucked.
The boy's burning lips pressed against hers, quickly and heavily, as if he were transferring a wildfire to her, causing tiny, tingling flames to explode on her lips.
The pale white light emitted by the lantern gradually spread, blurring her vision and making her heart pound. Involuntarily, she slowly extended a small, tender red tongue and moistened it to lick his lips.
Zhan Yaoguang was almost immediately excited when he received even the slightest response from her. He grabbed a section of her slender white wrist, bent it against the carriage wall, and held it in his hand with some force.
At first, his kisses were light, like a gentle rain, his warm, moist tongue licking and exploring, intently trying to extract a sweet saliva.
Shu Fu was so distracted by the teasing that she closed her eyes slightly. Her other free hand grabbed his shirt, but she couldn't resist the warm, soft sensation spreading through her body. Her spine felt weak and numb, and she couldn't help but slide down the car wall.
Zhan Yaoguang noticed that she was exhausted, so he simply lifted her up, making her sit completely on his lap with her legs spread apart.
Shu Fu's heart skipped a beat, and she felt the soft spot between her legs being pressed firmly against the boy's hard knees.
He was restless, kissing her while adjusting his position, his knees moving intentionally or unintentionally with his movements, rubbing against her vulva through the soft silk.
She felt a tingling sensation between her legs, and before she could say anything to him, her lower abdomen suddenly contracted, and a stream of hot fluid secreted from her vulva, pouring directly onto his legs.
Zhan Yaoguang naturally sensed something. His throat tightened, his heart clenched, and he suddenly released his grip, staring blankly at her.
In the distance, acrobats set off a dazzling display of sparks, gradually brightening the night sky and spreading it across the entire area. A sliver of light also shone into the carriage, where the two nestled together, their noses touching and their lips rosy red.
“Afu…” Zhan Yaoguang opened her dark, bright eyes and followed her gaze, then said, “Ten days and three hours.”
Shu Fu didn't react, gave him a blank look, and didn't answer.
He then added, "The carriage is surrounded by walls on all four sides."
At the same time, the arm supporting her waist exerted more force, pressing her closer into his arms.
She was startled, lost her balance, and fell towards him, her legs buckling as her vulva collided head-on with his already erect member.
Her body trembled suddenly, and she couldn't help but try to close her legs, but a stream of vaginal fluid had already seeped out, densely and hotly staining the place where the two were pressed tightly together.
"You... do you want to be here?" Shu Fu finally understood what he meant. She looked at him in shock, her pink cheeks flushing with heat.
Although she had a dream thanks to his magic—
In the dream, there were people in the grassy fields and in another reed marshland. Even the tiny leaves became accomplices, stinging people all over, making them feel a pleasurable sensation of almost dying.
But that was just a dream. How could she possibly do such a thing in the alleys of Chang'an, in a carriage?
"I'd like to." Zhan Yaoguang nodded with her eyes downcast, looking rather pitiful and submissive.
Her skirt had been slightly ripped open and pushed up to her waist. Zhan Yaoguang noticed this and quietly reached his hand inside her lower back. He touched a clean, smooth skin, as if his hand was covered in rich cream, and his heart fluttered.
Shu Fu let out a short, soft gasp. Her vest was brushed against by his warm palm several times, tickling her heart and making her even more powerless. She pressed herself against him again before she could barely move away a little.
“The carriage has walls on all four sides,” he repeated, paused, and added, “If it really doesn’t work, it’s okay. I haven’t held you in a long time. Can I hold you for a little while longer?”
Nonsense, utter nonsense!
He held her so tightly last night, and they fell asleep in each other's arms like that...
Before Shu Fu could refute him, Zhan Yaoguang lowered his head and buried it in front of a pair of soft peach breasts. The tiny pink nipples were hidden below his clothes, but he could find them immediately. He took them into his warm lips and tongue through the clothes, his saliva moistening the clothes and removing the astringency, making soft sucking sounds.
"Hmm... Zhan Yaoguang!"
Zhan Yaoguang's ears twitched when he heard her voice. For some reason, he thought of the night she came back drunk and forced him to massage her breasts, complaining that he was biased.
He thought about it haphazardly for a moment, then simply used one hand to gently move the other soft breast, his fingertips lightly brushing against the protruding tip under his shirt.
A shiver ran down Shufu's spine, and she trembled slightly. She bit her lower lip hard to stop the moan that was about to escape her lips.
Her nose twitched slightly, her breathing became disordered and rapid, but he still wouldn't move away. His hand, which had been resting on her sphenoid bone, slid down her spine, pressing down on her snowy buttocks and pulling her even closer to his embrace.
A hot, hard object was pressed heavily against the wet, slippery opening, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, grinding against it until the vagina trembled and contracted, releasing a large amount of love fluid that soaked both of their groins.
With temptations from both above and below, Shu Fu's limbs felt weak and powerless, unable to find any way to gain leverage. She could only cling tightly to the person in front of her, but the pleasure was like a raging storm, impossible to conceal, leaving her dizzy and blurry-eyed.
Her mind raced with random thoughts. "We've come this far, what difference does it make from actually doing it?"
He might as well actually go in. As long as Liang Zhiyan doesn't hear it and he gets it over with before the coachman arrives, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Most compromises in the world begin with small things.
Shu Fu was already aroused, and she moved her waist and hips slightly in response to his movements. The large object that was sticking out of her sensitive spot gently pushed open her vulva a little through her silk pants.
Zhan Yaoguang felt a tightness in her lower abdomen, and a warm, tingling sensation rose within her. Finally, she raised her eyes to look at her again.
The wick of the lantern had burned away, leaving only a short section. The light it emitted was also much weaker, making people in the carriage appear even more ethereal, with fair skin and lustrous red lips, giving them a charming and vivid appearance.
Shu Fu closed her eyes and said softly, "I feel a little unwell, you can move around more."
"What?"
She was a little annoyed: "I told you not to just mess around outside, you can bring some in!"
“I’ll keep my voice down so no one outside can hear,” Shufu turned her head away. “You should hurry too, before the coachman arrives, okay?”
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