Chapter 60

Du Juan’s sleep was still shallow when rapid breathing woke her. She opened her eyes in the darkness.

It was already deep into the night. Even the moonlight had been obscured by heavy clouds, leaving the room almost entirely dark. Du Juan could not make out the expression of Li Wuyue, who was holding her, but she could feel the scorching heat of her body and smell the powerful fragrance surrounding her.

With her head resting against Li Wuyue’s chest, Du Juan could clearly hear her heart pounding violently.

All of these signs brought one possibility to mind—heat.

What surprised Du Juan was that Qianyuan apparently experienced heat as well.

In the darkness, she tentatively raised a hand and touched Li Wuyue’s cheek. Her burning skin was covered in tiny beads of sweat.

Li Wuyue was still asleep, unaware of the changes taking place in her body. She breathed anxiously as though trapped in a nightmare, while the arms holding Du Juan desperately clutched her rose-red wedding dress.

Du Juan moved closer and released her scent, hoping to soothe Li Wuyue.

Unfortunately, it had no effect. Li Wuyue’s scent could not affect her, so naturally, her own could not comfort Li Wuyue either.

Li Wuyue’s condition gradually worsened. At first, she had only been breathing rapidly, but now pained moans accompanied every breath.

Her scorching body heat began affecting Du Juan as well. She felt as though she were embracing a blazing fire that burned her skin even through their clothes.

She tried to pull away, but Li Wuyue’s hands were gripping her dress so tightly that she could not escape.

Du Juan could only sigh helplessly as she looked at Li Wuyue’s still-sleeping face.

One problem had barely ended before another began.

“Li Wuyue?” she called softly.

In the darkness, she sensed that the woman before her had opened her eyes.

Before Du Juan could explain what was happening, something warm and soft pressed against her lips.

“Mmph…”

She tried to pull away, but Li Wuyue kissed her too forcefully. There was no skill in it whatsoever; she was acting entirely on instinct.

Li Wuyue’s intense Qianyuan scent flooded Du Juan’s nose, yet she felt nothing in response to it. Even so, Li Wuyue’s clumsy, chaotic kiss gradually aroused her.

The hands that had been pushing Li Wuyue away instead clutched her clothes. Du Juan began returning the kiss, gently guiding her. Her breathing grew disordered, heat spread through her body, and her heart pounded wildly.

Li Wuyue’s thoughts had become a complete mess. She could no longer distinguish reality from a dream.

Qianyuan instinct drove her—the most primitive of impulses.

Although the woman’s scent held no attraction for her, [read the original at bailiantales.com]she still wanted to press herself against Du Juan and lose herself together with her.

Li Wuyue buried her face against Du Juan’s soft breasts and greedily inhaled her fragrance. Her restless movements left the red wedding dress thoroughly wrinkled.

Her strength was enormous. With one casual tug, she pulled Du Juan’s wedding robes apart, exposing her pale stomach. Only the edges of her clothing barely concealed half of her soft, fair breasts.

Du Juan was so nervous that her heart nearly leaped from her chest. In the darkness, she could hear not only Li Wuyue’s heavy breathing but also the violent pounding of her own heart.

When something touched between her thighs, she hurriedly pressed her knees together.

Unfortunately, their strength was on completely different levels. Li Wuyue easily stripped her lower body bare.

Startled, Du Juan immediately covered herself with one hand and demanded unhappily, “What… What are you trying to do?”

Li Wuyue gazed at her with gentle, innocent eyes. Despite being in heat, there was no trace of frantic impatience in them.

While Du Juan was distracted, Li Wuyue kissed her again. As they kissed, she covered [unauthorized copy]Du Juan’s eyes with something.

The room had already been dark, with barely enough light to see. Now Du Juan could see nothing at all.

She tried to remove the cloth, but Li Wuyue stopped her.

“Don’t…” There was a pleading note in her voice. “Could you leave it on?”

Du Juan became strangely captivated by that gentle voice. Certain that Li Wuyue would not hurt her, she agreed to the request.

Without her sight, every sound around her became magnified. She could even faintly hear insects chirping among the flowers outside.

“Mm!”

Her body had also become far more sensitive than usual. Li Wuyue merely brushed her fingertips lightly across Du Juan’s lower abdomen, yet every hair on her body stood on end.

Not knowing what would happen next left her both nervous and expectant.

Li Wuyue pulled away the hand covering her private parts. Du Juan assumed that would be her next target, but after waiting for some time, Li Wuyue still made no move.

Just as Du Juan began to wonder whether she had suddenly fallen asleep and reached to remove the blindfold, slender yet powerful fingers began rubbing her pussy.

“Ah!”

Du Juan could not suppress her cry. Realizing how loudly she had moaned, she immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Unable to see and unusually sensitive, she grew wet after only a few strokes from Li Wuyue.

“Mmph… Ah… Mmm…”

Li Wuyue pushed two fingers together into Du Juan’s juice-slicked pussy.

The sudden intrusion into her tight opening caused Du Juan considerable discomfort. She no longer cared about the sounds escaping her lips—she only wanted to pull Li Wuyue’s unruly hand out of her body.

Yet the woman touching her seemed to know her body intimately. Her fingertips found Du Juan’s sensitive places with perfect accuracy every time.

The unfamiliar pleasure stimulated Du Juan’s mind. On one side was the discomfort of having something inside her; on the other was the ecstasy of her most sensitive places being caressed.

Those contradictory sensations tormented her until she could neither endure them nor bear to make them stop.

All she could do was writhe helplessly, her soft, slender body twisting beneath Li Wuyue. With her lips pressed together, she released suggestive breaths through her nose.

Waves of pleasure battered Du Juan’s reason one after another, and the blindfold magnified every sensation.

Under Li Wuyue’s touch alone, Du Juan soon came.

Her slender legs trembled uncontrollably, and sticky liquid coated the insides of her thighs.

Li Wuyue curiously examined her hand, now covered in Du Juan’s juices. Silvery strands read the original at bailiantales.comstretched from her fingertips and glimmered in the faint moonlight.

Driven by curiosity, she extended her tongue and tasted them.

Fortunately, Du Juan could not see. Had she witnessed the sight, she would have been so embarrassed that she would have immediately searched for a hole to hide in.

After experiencing her first climax, Du Juan felt pleasantly numb all over. She could barely summon any strength in her hands.

Her breasts, which had previously retained a little covering, were now completely exposed. Their pink nipples trembled in the air with every movement of the soft flesh.

Without warning, Li Wuyue drew one pink nipple and its areola into her mouth.

Fresh pleasure assaulted Du Juan. She began panting again, her hands helplessly embracing Li Wuyue’s head where it rested against her breast.

When Li Wuyue scraped the nipple with the edge of her teeth, Du Juan tightened her grip so sharply that she nearly tore at her scalp.

Li Wuyue’s right hand moved to the breast her mouth had not yet touched. Her long fingers closed around the pale softness.

Ever since touching Du Juan’s breasts before, she had been unable to forget how they felt. The soft, yielding curves could be molded into any shape inside her hands.

She continuously kneaded and squeezed them. Du Juan’s pink nipples became flushed and swollen beneath her attention, hardening like little pebbles.

Li Wuyue squeezed her breasts into pointed shapes and alternately drew the two rigid nipples into her mouth to play with them. Her grip was slightly too strong, making the woman’s abundant soft flesh bulge between her fingers.

Du Juan’s upper body had been thoroughly satisfied, but the emptiness between her legs soon returned.

Her smooth thighs rubbed against each other. The juices coating their roots had already begun to cool, yet her pussy remained burning hot, yearning for something to fill it.

Du Juan lay beneath her, empty and desperate to be penetrated, while Li Wuyue continued unhurriedly kissing her delicate body.

One kiss after another fell across different places, as though Li Wuyue wanted to taste every inch of her.

The slow teasing was both torturous and pleasurable.

During the third year after Du Juan differentiated as a Kunze, she and her brother had ended up at Chunxiang Pavilion.

She had originally been innocent and ignorant about sex, but living in such an environment had made her more daring and open—at least when it came to listening and talking.

Although she had found herself in a brothel, her brother’s protection had kept her from losing her virginity. When it came to experiencing sex herself, she had always retained a small, beautiful fantasy about it.

At Chunxiang Pavilion, she often heard the other prostitutes complain about their clients—about which Qianyuan had been rough, thrusting with brute force without knowing how to tease or arouse them.

Sometimes, the clients even hit them, yet the prostitutes still had to pretend that they were enjoying themselves and cooperate.

Anyone could fuck them as long as they paid, and they were not allowed to complain.

But when Du Juan thought about it, that was only to be expected. People visited Chunxiang Pavilion to satisfy themselves. Why would they care how the prostitutes felt?

Every time she heard those complaints, Du Juan felt fortunate that she [read the original at bailiantales.com]did not have to endure the same treatment.

With her beauty and a few clever words, she could make those Qianyuan dance in the palm of her hand. She never needed to sell her body.

But that method carried risks too. On several occasions, ill-tempered Qianyuan had attempted to force themselves on her. Had her brother not appeared in time, she might have been ruined.

Even now, her beautiful expectations had not yet been shattered.

But why was she willing to accept Li Wuyue?

Was it because Li Wuyue was wealthier than those other Qianyuan? Or because she was more refined and handsome than those repulsive creatures?

Why had Du Juan chosen her?

“Li Wuyue…” she murmured between soft breaths.

Li Wuyue seemed to hear her name and stopped what she was doing.

“Could you remove this?… I’m frightened…”

Du Juan could soon see again.

In the moonlight, she saw worry and guilt covering Li Wuyue’s youthful face.

“I’m sorry…” Li Wuyue said.

She did not understand what had come over her. Everything that had just happened was blurry, as though some unfamiliar instinct had taken control of her body.

“Do you like me?” Du Juan asked, gazing at her expectantly.

Li Wuyue nodded sincerely.

Du Juan propped herself up and moved closer.

“Then… do you love me?”

Li Wuyue looked startled.

“I… I don’t understand… Is love the same as liking someone?”

Her sincere question left Du Juan speechless. Her gaze wavered.

“I… I don’t know either…”

She had presented both of them with a difficult question.

Did they love each other?

Neither of them knew the answer.

“Are you still uncomfortable?” Du Juan asked, changing the subject to avoid the question once again.

Li Wuyue nodded honestly.

She felt as though tiny ants were crawling all over her body, making her unbearably itchy and uncomfortable. It was particularly painful between her legs, where her cock strained tightly against her trousers.

After receiving her answer, Du Juan lay back down on the bed.

“Then let’s continue…”