"Mmph."
Ai Chen had barely finished speaking when her mouth was sealed. An intense, masculine presence swept over her, and her beautiful eyes went wide.
Then, finding strength from somewhere, Ai Chen pushed against Li Xin, who had been pinning her down, and reversed their positions.
"Hmph, did you really think I didn't know what the interplay of yin and yang meant? I've read all the Daoist classics!"
Ai Chen swept her twin ponytails, which had somehow fallen in front of her, back over her shoulders. Gazing affectionately at Li Xin beneath her, she curled her lips into a mysterious smile before bringing her cherry-red mouth down on his again.
Somewhat dazed, Li Xin enjoyed the softness against his lips and breathed in the distinctive fragrance lingering around his nose. They clung to each other, immersed in the tender atmosphere, savoring its sweetness and feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing.
As their affection deepened, Li Xin lightly tapped a finger, and their clothes slipped away, like an exquisite painting slowly unfurling to reveal boundless beauty.
Urged on by their feelings, they seemed drawn by an invisible force, moving irresistibly closer as their hearts drew together.
That day, a spot of crimson on the sheets bore witness to their sincere, beautiful love.
Their already intense feelings were elevated in that moment, becoming an eternal, precious memory in their hearts,
etched deep within them, impossible to let go.
Pink wings of light flickered in and out of sight, adding endless romance to the loving scene and painting a moving picture of earthly beauty.
A day later, Ai Chen lay lazily and contentedly on top of Li Xin. Even in defeat, she insisted on keeping the upper position.
"Ai Chen, I've learned your Time Pause secret technique. Can I use it?"
The Time-Origin