In the dense mountain forest, greenery abounded.
On such a refreshing noon, Lin Fan naturally chose to indulge himself. So, taking Bai Xue with him, he walked into the depths of the dense forest. There, he had her rest her hands against a poplar tree. Her dress was already pushed down to her hips, allowing her breasts, swaying like pendulums, to oscillate unabated with the movement of her body.
Standing by Bai Xue’s side, Lin Fan lifted her slender, long legs onto his shoulders. In this position, Bai Xue was essentially performing a standing split. Standing on one leg, she aimed her open "garden" directly at Lin Fan’s abdomen. With one hand he pulled her slender waist, and with the other, he grasped her swaying fullness. The "train" thundered on, pounding into the already muddy garden.
"So deep... it’s going to break... ease up a little..."
Clinging tightly to the poplar tree, Bai Xue called out in ecstasy, panting for breath as if she were out of oxygen, causing her voluptuous chest to heave up and down. The longing from the days they hadn’t seen each other now completely transformed into love. Plus, such a shy position increased the burning pleasure coursing through her head.
"Don’t worry, it won’t break. Let me grind my ’needle’ properly!"
After setting down Bai Xue’s leg, Lin Fan gripped her waist tightly from behind and drove his "iron pestle" deep into the crevice once again. As her snowy white buttocks became increasingly flushed from the impacts, Bai Xue’s body suddenly tensed up before convulsing repeatedly.
"You’re still so energetic without eating, skipping Da Gui’s treat just to come wreak havoc on his wife!"
After the climax, Bai Xue sat on Lin Fan, her face flushed as she bit her lip, took her jade finger to grasp his still firm "iron pestle," and slid it back into the slippery garden. Then she gently swayed her raised hips, twisting her waist. Her smooth abdomen creased deeply with her back-and-forth movements.
"Can’t help it. His wife isn’t cherished. I just have to take good care of her. And didn’t you say you ran into trouble? Of course, I have to rush over and solve the problem. Tell me, who’s bold enough to mess with my woman."
Watching Bai Xue’s black hair fly about with her movements and kneading her tender "Jade Rabbit," Lin Fan watched her beautiful face with a mischievous grin.
Because of the frequent indulgence lately, her face always held a hint of pink, and her skin became even more radiant. It has to be said that a man is truly a woman’s best nourishment.
"I wasn’t exactly troubled. It’s just bad timing. When the County Art Troupe approached me before, I rejected them. Then I reached out to them again and mentioned this to the director who has always appreciated me. I thought that after performing well during these recent secondments, it would be a natural progression. But in the end, the troupe leader did not agree."
While Bai Xue supported herself on Lin Fan’s shoulders, her hands didn’t forget to keep flexing her waist, causing the "iron pestle" to continuously rub inside the slick tunnel.
"The leader of the County Art Troupe, huh? Leave it to me to deal with this matter."
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan rubbed his nose. Unfamiliar with the county’s situation, he immediately thought of someone from the City Art Troupe, Yao Wan Jiao, who was like a pillar to the troupe. He believed he could find out what the problem was from her.
"Actually, it’s okay if I don’t get into the art troupe. I don’t want to be a teacher anymore. Maybe I’ll just go to the county town and set up a stall, sell some roast sausages or something. That should be nice, right? And I’d have even more time to spend with you."
Bai Xue pursed her lips. As long as she could be with Lin Fan, what job she had wasn’t a problem.
"I know you really love the stage, and I look forward to your outstanding performances there. So, we must make it into the art troupe!"
As he caressed Bai Xue’s graceful body, Lin Fan could tell that deep down, she truly loved dancing. Plus, with her sensational figure, she was incredibly eye-catching on stage.
"Don’t trouble yourself too much. Compared to the stage, I prefer being with you. As long as you’re there, that’s my stage."
Resting her head against Lin Fan’s chest, Bai Xue spoke tender words while Lin Fan, clasping her ample behind, took hold of her earlobe with his mouth.
"Then you’d better dance well on that stage. I’m really looking forward to your performance!"
A surge of tingling left Bai Xue’s body involuntarily quivering. Blushing, she finally sat up. As their fingers interlocked, she began to ride once again. The gallop, like one on horseback, made even Lin Fan emit a moan. Indeed, women who’ve practiced their waist and abdomen muscles were unsurpassed as riders.
Eventually, a warm current flowed into Bai Xue’s body, and the two lay there powerless, still not freed from the lingering warmth, panting heavily. Bai Xue suddenly sat up, her bright eyes fixed on Lin Fan, "When you leave... are you going to take Mr. Zhu along?"
Lin Fan smiled at Bai Xue, who knew about him and Zhu Zhixuan even before they became a couple.
"Of course not... After all, you two are childhood sweethearts. I just wondered... does Zhixuan know about me?"
Bai Xue quickly shook her head. Seeing her adorable expression, Lin Fan pinched her tender nose with a mysterious smile, "She will find out!"