Just smelling it can prolong life

After learning from Nangong Ying about one of Liu Yanlan's little quirks, Tang Yu, who had seen his fair share of storms, was not too shocked.

It was just that when he thought of how his senior sister had such a lewd figure, an utterly innocent face, and somewhat perverted tastes, he... got a little excited.

The contrast was always god-tier!

"Senior Sister really knows how to enjoy herself."

Tang Yu praised.

"What's enjoyable about that?"

Nangong Ying scratched her head, then climbed back onto Tang Yu and rubbed against him. "Junior Brother, your skin is so smooth. It feels so nice being pressed against you."

When a man met a peerless beauty, the pleasure of their bodies and souls joining needed no explanation.

But for women, a handsome man on Tang Yu's level was already satisfying enough just to look at.

With such close contact, the pleasures involved went without saying.

Otherwise, why did those female elders from the Joyous Union Sect come over to take advantage of Tang Yu—or let Tang Yu take advantage of them—whenever they had the chance?

Men liked teasing beautiful women.

Women enjoyed doing the same to handsome men.

In fact, women's desire in this regard could be even stronger than men's.

Seeing this girl lying on top of him and wriggling about as though she had opened the door to a whole new world, for a girl who had developed a taste for it but lacked experience and did not have enough stamina for her first time, Nangong Ying had reached her limit as well. She lay on the bed like a puddle of mud, eyes narrowed in bliss as she called out sweetly, "Junior Brother."

"What is it?"

"I'm so tired, but it feels so good. No wonder Sister Zhu gets exhausted