The schoolgirl's breasts, like cotton candy, sweet and tenderly soft.
Haruka Yuzan lay on top of them, feeling as if he had ascended to heaven, fragrant and sweet.
The young mistress's faint moan was like a mosquito's buzz, a touch of rosy red climbing onto her cheeks.
The strange sensation from her chest, especially with Haruka Yuzan's every breath she could clearly feel, that burning sensation made her inadvertently tighten those graceful and beautiful legs.
The temperature in the car was skyrocketing, and their positions had become very... unique.
As if comic book panels jumped into reality.
A jk schoolgirl with super invincible big bread buns sat on the couch, while in front of the young mistress, a man whose face couldn't be seen was enjoying his breakfast.
"Introverted Me and My Secret Crush Goddess?"
"The Secret Crush Goddess's Bread is Too Big, So She Needs My Help to See the Light of Day Again?"
"On the Car, Fiercely Filling the Goddess!"
Haruka Yuzan lay in the arms of the beauty, his mind starting to wander with uncontrollable fantasies.
He had not only seen these comic book scenes but had also used them... more than once.
He felt the beauty's body trembling.
Haruka Yuzan stretched out his hand to embrace the schoolgirl's small waist into his arms; her waist was soft and smooth, a light fragrance wafting through the air.
Beautiful girls all had body fragrances.
Haruka Yuzan buried his head deep into the young mistress's bosom, the middle seam providing the only breath of air, which allowed Haruka Yuzan not to experience the sensation of suffocation.
"You, are you done..."
After a while, Chiba Seiryo finally softly patted Haruka Yuzan's shoulder; the young mistress felt herself all damp, the pleated skirt on her lower body was very uncomfortable...
Hearing the girl's soft call, Haruka Yuzan then lifted his head from the land of gentleness, "Isn't this the outcome you've always wanted? Why are you asking me to let go now?"
Chiba Seiryo blushed and muttered quietly, "It was you, this jerk, who has been forcing me all along."
"Young mistress, don't wrong me, have I ever said a word about forcing you from the beginning?"
Haruka Yuzan felt the jasmine fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.
"And you still say you didn't!"
When Chiba Seiryo heard him still arguing, her already pinkish cheeks turned even redder in an instant, whether from anger or not, who knows.
"Stop playing that trick on me!"
Seeing the young mistress not going along with the joke, Haruka Yuzan smiled helplessly and straightened his shirt, "Alright, then can I get out of the car and leave now?"
Upon hearing this, Chiba Seiryo's pretty brows furrowed involuntarily, "It's clearly you, this jerk, who took the advantage, so why do you sound like I was the one forcing you?"
"Who says you weren't."
Haruka Yuzan murmured softly.
"What did you say?" Chiba Seiryo didn't catch what he said clearly.
"It's nothing, nothing." Haruka Yuzan hurriedly waved his hand. If the young lady heard what he said, she'd probably make a fuss again...
"Hmph!" Chiba Seiryo crossed her arms and scoffed.
"If there isn't anything else, then I will take my leave now." Haruka Yuzan glanced at the young lady whose clothes were disheveled in front of him.
Her white shirt was still half-undone, and the black lacy edges framed her skin, making it look even whiter. Worried that he might lose control if he looked any longer, Haruka Yuzan feared for his self-restraint.
"Are you sure you want to go out looking ?"
Chiba Seiryo glanced at herself and then a tinge of shyness flashed through her eyes.
Haruka Yuzan was taken aback, followed the young lady's gaze, and looked down...
"Cough cough, this is the most normal reaction for a guy... It shows I'm healthy."
Chiba Seiryo gave him a somewhat speechless look: "Since it's already , maybe you should wait a little longer."
Her voice carried a slight rush as she spoke.
"Fine, the young lady is truly kind-hearted to understand my current predicament."
Haruka Yuzan grinned, then sat down across from her.
"Yes, you deserve it..."
Chiba Seiryo whispered, stealing a glance at the man sitting opposite her, feeling the flush on her cheeks deepen...
Morning dust shone through the window onto his profile.
His handsome features had a bewitching charm that set hearts racing, with his upright stature basked in the morning sunlight, looking exceptionally sexy.
"This guy, he's indeed a bit handsome..."
Chiba Seiryo muttered under her breath, her gaze drawn to Haruka Yuzan's Adam's apple, trailing downwards, and then.....I（larger and bolder）
The girl averted her gaze, turned her head, and muttered: "Pervert."
Haruka Yuzan was stunned, the space inside the vehicle was so small, he of course heard everything very clearly...
"I'm not, why are you swearing at me again?"
Xuan Long climbed atop a large rock, stunned by the scenery in front of him. The roiling misty sea of white clouds surrounded earthen-yellow mountain peaks adorned with strange rocks and topped with sturdy pines, creating an enchanting, dreamlike, drunkenly divine landscape that was truly an immortal mountain.
The mountain range boasted ninety-nine peaks, each with its own pavilion or temple. The immortal mountain's exquisite structures varied from elegantly beautiful to impressively majestic.
During the Tang Dynasty's Kaiyuan era, the immortal poet Li Bai, intoxicated by the beauty of the scenery and wine around Jiajiang Green Clothes, sought the Daoist immortal mountains. Drifting by boat to admire the moon, he composed the timeless "Song of Emei Mountain by Moonlight" on the banks of the Pingqiang River.
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Upon reaching the summit after entering the immortal mountain, Lin Xinyu laid eyes on the sect's treasured Chaos Spring Eye.
Afterwards, the master retreated to Devil Immortal Mountain to lead a life of serene hermitage with plum wife and crane children.
Nine peaks took to the sky, each hundreds of meters high like Heavenly Mountain Immortal Mountain, dotted with crystal pavilions – a pity they were too far away to see clearly.
When Su Liang awoke once more, an old Taoist was gently stroking his beard in front of her. His Taoist robe fluttered without wind, possessing an ethereal and imposing aura like he could ascend to immortality on feathered wings. He inquired majestically, "Child, are you willing to follow this poor Taoist to seek the immortal Dao and ask after eternal life on that immortal mountain?"
Tongtian Temple was the state-protected Guoku Temple, also known as Sanbao Jingang Temple. It was a pillar of Buddhism practice, with no other temple able to match its stature. Although there were many temples, none could stand shoulder to shoulder with it. The temple was clouded with high monks, and even the combined force of the three great immortal mountains was still at a disadvantage.
In the deepest part of the Gods and Demons Battlefield was a place of mystery, an otherworldly paradise of falling blossoms, lush grasses, towering immortal mountains, and endless clear skies. It was a beautiful immortal realm with flowing celestial energy and vibrant colors.
Deep within the Hidden Immortal Mountain Range, there was a place called Guiyun Ridge. Here, the mountain ranges were steep and craggy, peaks lined up in succession, with strange rocks and continuous undulations, presenting a landscape of odd and sudden prominences.
One could see ornate and majestic structures, bedecked with exotic flowers and plants, as though they were part of an immortal mountain's paradise, a world of their own. The grand ambition of Jun Ruochen was to circle the heavens...