Inside the room, it was quiet.
The morning alarm hadn’t gone off, but Lin Fan still opened his eyes.
Because at this moment, the figure moving up and down under the covers indicated that someone was already calling for him. The moist embrace and skilled techniques made Lin Fan smile knowingly as he reached out, kneading the voluptuous body of Cui Ronglian, who was still asleep beside him, while feeling the teasing of a nimble tongue below.
"Master, you’re awake!"
Feeling the change of the dragon in her mouth, Xie Qian finally lifted her head and looked at Lin Fan with a mischievous grin.
"With you doing this to me, how could I not be awake."
Lin Fan pinched her collagen-filled cheeks. This little girl’s greed knew no bounds, just like her mother’s.
"I just wanted to play with it a bit longer."
Xie Qian immediately leaned over Lin Fan’s chest, rubbing coquettishly, but below she had eagerly seated herself on that Iron Pestle. As the Iron Pestle broke past barriers and entered the flooded Abyss, she continuously moved up and down on Lin Fan’s body. Her wanton cries awakened Cui Ronglian, whose beautiful eyes, when free of glasses, were watery and very pretty.
"You slept well, didn’t you."
Lin Fan kneaded her voluptuous body. Last night the three of them had another intense battle lasting half the night, and it was clear she truly enjoyed it.
"It’s been a long time since I slept so comfortably. Your tool is more effective than sleeping pills."
Watching Xie Qian still working diligently, Cui Ronglian moved her body closer to Lin Fan and said, "There’s a meeting at the County this afternoon, so I won’t be able to join in the fun with you. But make sure to call me when you get back."
"Alright, I’ll have you come serve me when I return!"
Lin Fan touched Cui Ronglian’s swollen secret chamber, which had not battled for a long time and couldn’t handle indulging too much all at once. However, before leaving, Cui Ronglian didn’t forget to serve him with her mouth for a while before swaying her hips out the door.
"Master, there was something you said yesterday that I didn’t understand."
After a round of impact, Xie Qian lay weakly on Lin Fan’s chest, panting heavily; she was unable to serve Lin Fan properly.
"What didn’t you understand?"
Pinning Xie Qian’s tender yet plump body beneath him, grabbing her slender ankle, Lin Fan inserted the Iron Pestle into her Soul-snatching Cave again. As he thrust fiercely, she couldn’t help but moan loudly.
"Yesterday before you left, you told Xu Bingbing that you’ve chosen your own retribution. What does that mean?"
Clutching Lin Fan’s waist, Xie Qian pondered this question for a long time last night but didn’t figure out why he said that.
"Because some outcomes are already predestined, so it’s like I chose my own karma."
Lin Fan pinched Xie Qian’s nose and said, "Have you read Journey to the West?"
"Of course... My master is that all-powerful Sun Dasheng... Especially this Jingu Bang... it’s so good... Am I the White Bone Demon... waiting for Master to punish me hard!"
Giggling, Xie Qian had already adapted to the Iron Pestle, and she was so happy. After all, being able to be alone with Lin Fan at his home was simply wonderful.
"I don’t know if you’re the White Bone Demon, but this Red Flag County is like the lion-eating Lion Camel Ridge, and Zhao Chuanchun is the Golden Winged Dapeng. He appears powerful, but in reality, he’s just a caged bird kept by some higher-ups. In Red Flag County, he runs rampant, but he can’t leave and dares not to."
As he indulged in Xie Qian’s youthful body, Lin Fan spoke to himself, unraveling the secrets buried in his heart.
"Whether it’s Lion Camel Ridge... or... the Eighteen Layers of Hell... Master can surely be invincible!"
Xie Qian had naturally heard from her mother about the happenings in Red Flag County, and she knew of the hardships and struggles Lin Fan faced. She tried her best to raise her hips, letting the Soul-snatching Cave welcome him more. It was the only thing she could do.
"Then you should know what the fate of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven was in the end?"
Grabbing her waist, Lin Fan continued his assault, watching her youthful and bountiful breasts sway from the impact. It was truly a spectacular scene.
"He became the Victorious Fighting Buddha!"
Xie Qian immediately answered.
"Back to the previous question, if Zhao Chuanchun is the Golden Winged Dapeng, then whose caged bird is he?"
Lin Fan’s question made Xie Qian pause, then she answered, "Shakyamuni!"
"That’s right. Ultimately, Zhao Chuanchun is the plaything of some leader in the province or even in Beijing. Even if I someday conquer the Golden Winged Dapeng, my hands would likely be stained with his filthy blood, considering my current reputation leaves little room for achievement."
Lin Fan took a deep breath, driving the Iron Pestle mercilessly into the abyss once again. As a wave of heat surged through her body, Xie Qian couldn’t help but twitch. In such excitement, she didn’t hear Lin Fan’s last long sigh.
"Therefore... when the killing knife is sheathed, the only ending is to fall alongside the Golden Winged Dapeng!"