A light caress, a slow knead, a brush, then another tease—until that jade-like beauty grew soft at heart, breathless and tender, her brows and eyes languid. Her once-tempered heart of steel melted into yielding softness, as though a spring breeze had brushed her face and set her heart blooming with joy.
"So... this is what a girl's..."
Sweet nectar flowed from the jade pillar, while orchid fragrance spilled past pearly teeth.
Under Ming Lunyu's exquisite techniques, Yang Wudi quickly surrendered when faced with a girl's sensations for the first time.
Once you've had an experience like this, it's hard to go back to how things were before!
Yang Wudi's little feet, clad in high heels, had five long, pale toes that curled and spread from time to time, revealing her owner's complicated thoughts. Was it sorrow? Joy? Or... perhaps only she herself knew.
The red line remained untouched, but the rest of the projects had been completed seven or eight tenths of the way.
Yang Wudi was helped onto a chair.
"Young Master... do you think that step would feel even better?" Yang Wudi lowered her eyes and asked as if casually.
Holding a towel, Ming Lunyu wiped the opposing side of Yang Wudi's upper half as he said, "Wait a little longer. Give it another five years, and none of you will be getting away."
"Hey, I'm wiping you down. Don't start producing more."
Yang Wudi's face flushed awkwardly at his words. "Young Master, it's not that I want to, it's just... if it's you..."
Ming Lunyu laughed. "Didn't you say you still couldn't calmly face this body, so you asked me to help?"
Yang Wudi hesitated for several seconds, then shook her head. "I'd better do it myself. I feel like... I really have become a girl."