A Brief Farewell, Back to the Ancient Tomb / The Dragon Maiden in the Moonlight, Playing the Flute and Drinking Dew

At that moment, Qin Shushen felt all her reason and every moral restraint melt away like spring snow beneath his gentle yet controlling touch. Her body had been thoroughly kindled by him, and under the nourishment of his domineering masculine energy, she instinctively yearned for more.

Gratitude for his saving her son, along with the intense love surging from deep within her, made it impossible for her to refuse any of his demands.

Her delicate body trembled of its own accord. Her knees softened, and she followed Lin Xuan's tug, letting out a shy gasp as she slowly knelt between his legs.

Her cheeks were so red they looked ready to bleed, like ripe pomegranates, radiantly enticing.

She lowered her eyes in embarrassment, as if she couldn't bear to look at what was about to happen. This was her greatest act of submission, and the deepest expression of her love.

Lin Xuan smiled with satisfaction. He released her wrist, gently stroked her smooth black hair, and guided her closer.

Qin Shushen drew a deep breath. The sweet, heady fragrance immediately filled her nostrils, making her heart race even faster. Through his loose robes, she could clearly feel the scorching, rigid presence between his legs, radiating a startling sense of power.

She felt ashamed and uneasy, yet deep in her heart a strange yearning and desire to give herself to him had also taken root, laced with forbidden allure. She wanted to give him everything—even herself.

Trembling, she reached out her slender hand and slowly moved it toward the bulge between his legs.

Through the thin fabric, she touched that scorching, hard presence. Her whole body shuddered, and an electric tingle spread from her fingertips throughout her body, making her vision swim.

"Ah..." A faint, fragile moan escaped her, like that