Jiang Xue slightly raised her head, her wavy long hair cascading down her back. The soft, alluring curves of her cheeks framed a captivating face, and her charming, peach-blossom eyes were glazed with a hazy, watery shimmer, making it evident to anyone who looked that her heart was overflowing with tender emotions.
She whispered in Zhao Ranβs ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids: “I donβt want to be a celestial beauty. I want to be a woman who seduces men. Iβve held back for so many years, and I donβt want to restrain myself any longer. Little brother, at the bar today, if Fang Rufei hadnβt been there, I really would have wanted to do it with you… Right now, donβt think of me as some pure goddess. Iβm just a woman who wants to be wantonly played with by you in front of her husband.”
“I hate him, so I want to take revenge on him. I want to take every inch of you into my mouth right in front of him. I want my most precious place to be invaded by you, bit by bit, before his eyes. Yes, Iβm a shameless woman, but so what?”
Zhao Ran could barely catch his breath. His heart was racing with excitement, and he couldnβt help but agree: “Sis Xue, if you want revenge, Iβll help you… Donβt worry, after today, he wonβt trouble you anymore!”
Jiang Xue wrapped her arms around Zhao Ranβs neck, pressing her full, voluptuous peaks against his body, allowing him to feel their tender and lush softness. Zhao Ran held her by the waist, making it seem even more slender. The exaggerated curve of her mature, peach-like hips seamlessly connected to her slim waist, creating anζθ΄ (ultimate) seductive silhouette that made Zhao Ran wonder if she could accommodate any position, if her entire body could bend and flex with ease.
“Little brother… little brother… The moment I saw you, I knew I was going to fall for you… I never once imagined I would be with a man other than my husband, but as soon as I laid eyes on you, I suddenly knew that the chastity Iβve guarded for so many years would sooner or later be taken by you…”
Jiang Xue spoke without restraint, her heart pounding like a roaring sports car. Her flower blossomed with nectar, oozing out thread by thread, nearly soaking through her tiny triangular panties.
The sensation of being on the verge of being taken by Zhao Ran right in front of her husband made her feel extraordinarily stimulated. Feelings of revenge, retribution, and being possessed by another man intertwined, causing her entire delicate body to grow feverish and tremble lightly in Zhao Ranβs embrace.
She knew she was already drenched, which only intensified the inexplicable shame in her heart. She breathed rapidly, her wide eyes fixed solely on Zhao Ran.
Gazing at Jiang Xueβs moist, enticing lips, Zhao Ran couldnβt resist lowering himself to kiss her.
“Mmm…” Jiang Xue was extremely shy. She glanced back at the phone screen, which showed her husband, drunk and sleeping like a dead pig. But the next second, Zhao Ran pressed her down heavily onto the bed.
The two entangled with each other, less than a foot away from the phone displaying Jiang Xueβs soundly sleeping husband. Zhao Ran truly felt that tonight would be an unforgettable night.
Perhaps all men have that not-so-virtuous side to their psychologyβit was just too thrilling.
Likewise, Jiang Xue also felt incredibly stimulated. Despite her fox-like allure, she was deeply conservative at heart, a traditional woman. Yet tonight, she had actively seduced Zhao Ran, and in a way, her husband was sleeping right beside them. This made her entire body go weak, and her nectar gushed out wave after wave ofη―η (frenzied) release.
Jiang Xue shook her head, trying to break away, but not only could she not escape Zhao Ranβs mouth, she instead provoked Zhao Ran, whose desire was now burning fiercely, to press his palm firmly against her two enormous, tender peaks.