Dashing Student

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"Why is it so big?"

Yu Xiaomin’s heart was engulfed by a towering wave that took a long while to subside, feeling as if she had witnessed something other-worldly.

Amidst her astonishment,

an inexplicable throbbing also rose within her.

After all,

taking a bath together was already a very intimate, suggestive act.

Not to mention that Chen Nan’s "capital" was so substantial.

Even she felt her body burning up and her mouth dry at this moment.

After all,

she had been pregnant for almost six months.

During this time, she had not had sexual relations even once.

For her, this was an immense torture.

After all, every person has physical needs, and pregnant women are no exception.

Moreover, she even felt that her desires had grown stronger since becoming pregnant.

Although she had told her husband more than once that she wanted to be intimate, Zhao Xing had refused her advances, fearing any mishaps.

This frustrated Yu Xiaomin greatly.

She had also informed him that it was safe to have intercourse during the second trimester, but Zhao Xing had not touched her once.

Yu Xiaomin already harbored strong desires, and now, seeing Chen Nan standing naked before her, those desires surged forth instantly.

With that thought, a hint of alluring spring appeared in her beautiful eyes, "Taoist priest, I can’t reach my back, could you help me scrub it?"

She was very nervous, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly.

Because she knew her request was excessive, ridiculous, and unfair to her husband.

But she just longed for Chen Nan to scrub her back.

Chen Nan’s lips twitched slightly, clearly not expecting such a request.

But thinking about the five million he would earn from the Zhao family, he readily agreed to Yu Xiaomin’s suggestion, turned off the shower, took some shower gel and spread it on his palm, then gestured for Yu Xiaomin to turn around.

Yu Xiaomin was overjoyed and immediately turned her back, presenting her sensual and fair jade back to Chen Nan.

Looking at her smooth jade back, as well as the sexy peach-shaped buttocks beneath, Chen Nan too felt a raging fire ignite within him, which made him feel absurd.

He couldn’t believe he was experiencing such a desire for a pregnant woman.

He took a deep breath, trying hard to control his emotions, reached out his hands to Yu Xiaomin’s back, and began to gently knead.

Her back was already soft and smooth, and with the shower gel, Chen Nan felt an indescribable sensation that stirred restlessness within him.

Yu Xiaomin shyly turned her head to look at Chen Nan, her eyes revealing a charming smile, "Taoist priest, your hands are so hot..."

Chen Nan feigned composure, "You have the energy of yin sha within you, and my masculine energy can suppress it. It’s natural for you to feel the heat."

"Really?" A sly smile flickered in Yu Xiaomin’s spirited eyes, and then, she took a step back, catching Chen Nan off guard.

With that step, she leaned directly against Chen Nan’s chest.

Chen Nan’s scalp tingled, not expecting Yu Xiaomin to be so bold; he tried to suppress his unease, "Mrs. Zhao, what are you doing?"

Yu Xiaomin’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s, "I’m very cold, I want to warm up in the Taoist priest’s embrace."

Chen Nan swallowed reflexively. Ever since he had practiced the "Scripture of the Hidden Talisman," his resistance to women had significantly weakened; he had no willpower at all.

And now.

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A sexy pregnant beauty proactively entering his embrace, how could he remain undisturbed?

He could clearly feel the softness emanating from Yu Xiaomin’s body, and her unique delicate fragrance.

All of which deeply stimulated both his body and mind.

Although he was trying hard to control the desire in his heart, his member was being uncooperative by rearing its head, perfectly nestling within the crevice of Yu Xiaomin’s peachy buttocks.

Of course.

That didn’t matter.

What mattered was that Chen Nan really liked that cool sensation on her skin.

"Taoist priest, are you hard?" Yu Xiaomin’s face turned even redder, her eyes brimming with intense springtime feelings. She could clearly feel something hot and unyielding slowly awakening beneath her.

This made her own longing even stronger.

Even though she knew she shouldn’t be engaging in such ambiguous actions with another man behind her husband’s back, she just couldn’t control the impulses within her heart.

"Mrs. Zhao, we can’t do this!"

Chen Nan nervously swallowed his saliva, utterly unprepared for her to actually take the initiative to seduce him.

"I’m a few years older than you, just call me Xiaomin sister. I don’t want to hear you call me Mrs. Zhao!" Yu Xiaomin said, her face and ears red, feeling a strong sense of guilt at being addressed as Mrs. Zhao.

She paused before adding, "I’m just seeking a bit of warmth. Don’t get the wrong idea."

Pfft!

Chen Nan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. She was already throwing herself into his arms, and yet telling him not to think otherwise?

Indeed.

Women are as unfathomable as the sea!

He took a deep breath, somewhat awkwardly said, "Should I rub your front for you?"

"I’ll leave it to you, Taoist priest," Yu Xiaomin replied, her face flushed. She was like a ripe peach—so tender and juicy, one couldn’t help but want to take a bite.

Just like that.

Chen Nan extended his hands, taking hold of Yu Xiaomin’s snowy white and perky fullness, gently kneading them. The wonderful sensation instantly spread throughout his entire body.

"Mmm..."

Yu Xiaomin lay limp in Chen Nan’s arms, with a hazy look in her eyes, lightly biting her red lips, and from her mouth came melodious moans.

Chen Nan’s hands were incredibly hot, and combined with the bath lotion, it gave Yu Xiaomin a novel experience. She felt as if her body were being rubbed to pieces, floating blissfully, utterly lost in pleasure.

"Xiaomin sister, don’t moan like that!" Chen Nan gulped nervously, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Having a beauty in his embrace was already overwhelmingly uncomfortable.

Not to mention, her moans were so seductive and tempting.

It was truly a siren’s call to sin!

Yu Xiaomin turned to look at Chen Nan, her eyes loose with passion, tenderness overflowing, "But, I’m really happy, I can’t control the impulses deep inside."

As she spoke, she gently rocked her fair and delicate peachy buttocks.

Chen Nan subconsciously squeezed his legs together. As Yu Xiaomin swayed, he too felt a jolt of electricity, his desire growing stronger, eating away at his reason.

He inhaled deeply, speaking in a low voice, "Do you know what the consequences of seducing me are?"

Yu Xiaomin’s beautiful eyes revealed a captivating smile, "I’d love to experience it firsthand."

Seeing her enchanting smile, Chen Nan’s desire could no longer be contained. Without regard for her being pregnant, he immediately pressed his lips against her sexy red ones.

At the same time.

His hands intensified their motion, brazenly kneading her creamy curves...