Wang Yuyan cried out in surprise and jerked her hand back as if shocked, even the tips of her ears burning red.
"So sweet."
Lin Xuan swallowed the grape, then smiled and gave Wang Yuyan's lush red lips a firm kiss.
"Senior Sister, you too."
Lin Xuan turned to look at Li Qingluo.
Li Qingluo shot him a coquettish glance.
Rather than using her hand, she bit into a peeled lychee herself, then leaned forward and fed it to Lin Xuan mouth-to-mouth.
As they passed the lychee between them, their lips and tongues entwined, making soft, wet smacking sounds.
Lin Xuan kissed the pure daughter on his left, then the seductive mother on his right, reveling beneath the moonlight and fragrant flowers in the most exquisite pleasures this world had to offer.
A'Zhu, Teach Yuyan
Within the dreamlike haven of Mantuo Mountain Villa, Lin Xuan spent two absurdly indulgent, soul-stirring days with Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan, the breathtaking mother and daughter.
On the morning of the third day, a light mist shrouded Taihu Lake, its surface resembling an enormous bronze mirror.
Lin Xuan took Wang Yuyan aboard a small boat and left Mantuo Mountain Villa.
Having been thoroughly exhausted over the past two days, Li Qingluo did not even have the strength to get out of bed and could only remain in the villa to recuperate. The resentful yet satisfied look in her eyes at their parting pleased Lin Xuan greatly.
The small boat drifted over emerald waves. Nestled in Lin Xuan's arms, Wang Yuyan watched the scenery on both shores recede behind them, her face glowing with happy color.
"Brother Xuan, where are we going?" she asked softly.
"To Yanziwu." Lin Xuan played with her silky hair and smiled. "It's my territory now. We'll take a look around."