From afar, it formed a ridge; from the side, a peak. Far and near, high and low, each view was different.
Only when he recognized the soft waist and soft breasts did he realize he was within this very body.
Only now did Zhang Yuan gain the clearest understanding of this poem.
A graceful figure clad in dancing robes, a mystical maiden descending from the Ninth Heaven—Zhang Yuan felt that even that was no more than this.
In his dreams, a fairy maiden fluttered down from the Ninth Heaven. Amid ethereal jade towers, the two of them delighted in each other and entwined in tenderness.
The fairy descended through the wind from the nine heavens, and with one smile, displayed endless enchantment.
"There is a poem: When faces brush, both rejoice; swallows dance and orioles sing beside emerald waters."
"Two mountains stood opposed as white clouds drifted idly; a single stream flowed across heaven and earth."
"She danced gracefully, and the two delighted in each other, entwined in tenderness."
At that moment, Zhang Yuan's poetic inspiration surged, and he gestured grandly as he recited.
Qing Yanjing had worked hard at studying too, and she was somewhat mentally exhausted.
"Brother Yuan, what do you think?"
Zhang Yuan lay with his hands behind his head and smiled at her. "Don't worry, I can take it."
Qing Yanjing truly lived up to being a woman with two water characters in her name. She was indeed wonderfully moist.
Another night passed without a word.
Until the sun was high in the sky.
The air around Banana Cottage suddenly seemed to ripple.
The Heavenly Flame, Three Dragon Thunder Gang Fire, appeared, gathered into the Five Elements Spirit Turtle Pearl, and then flew into the cottage.
From the shadows in midair, Ling Ying rubbed his eyes