NOVEL Dashing Student Chapter 364 - You Have a Husband?

Dashing Student

Chapter 364 - You Have a Husband?
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The steam in the bathroom grew denser, like a scroll painted with love and desire, enveloping them both.

Each droplet seemed like a sprite of love, dancing and rolling on their bodies, adding a lively color to the ambiguous atmosphere.

The shower water kept pouring down, forming water curtains on their bodies, like a veil of love crafted by nature.

Chen Nan’s kisses continued to explore downward, and as he passed Yang Ruoshui’s flat abdomen, he could feel her body slightly trembling and her muscles tensing.

He gently soothed her body with his hand, his eyes filled with love and compassion, as if telling her that he would cherish every inch of her skin, every reaction of hers.

When his lips touched the edge of her private sanctuary, Yang Ruoshui’s body stiffened sharply, followed by an uncontrollable shudder.

Her breathing became rapid and chaotic, continuously calling out Chen Nan’s name, her voice filled with longing and anticipation.

Chen Nan’s movements were gentle and slow, his tongue lightly teasing.

Each touch was like igniting a flame deep in Yang Ruoshui’s soul, making her fluctuate in the ocean of love and desire.

Yang Ruoshui’s moans grew louder; her body was completely immersed in the ultimate pleasure, unable to extricate herself.

She felt as if her body were being electrified, waves of intense pleasure sweeping over her like a turbulent tide.

Her eyes slightly rolled back, her mouth continuously releasing broken and sweet moans.

In this dream-like, ultimate experience, Yang Ruoshui felt as if she were floating on clouds, her body becoming incredibly light.

Chen Nan’s caresses and kisses were like a gentle breeze, yet they had the power to destroy her sanity.

Her hands tightly hugged Chen Nan’s head, wishing she could pull him into her body.

Chen Nan could feel every tremble of Yang Ruoshui’s body, every breathy moan, as he satisfied all her fantasies in his own way.

He quickened the pace, like a conductor playing a passionate climax symphony, every movement rhythmic and powerful, taking Yang Ruoshui to one peak of pleasure after another.

With a high-pitched scream, Yang Ruoshui’s body bloomed like a flower at its peak before Chen Nan, completely letting go.

Her body shook violently, sweat and droplets mixing, trickling down her blushing skin.

Her eyes were filled with satisfaction and love, looking at Chen Nan as if he were the most precious treasure in her life, gasping softly, "Baby, you are truly amazing, I’ve never been this happy!"

"Actually, it can get even happier!" Chen Nan smiled deeply, then carried Yang Ruoshui out of the bathroom.

Every step he took was cautious, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Their bodies still wet from the bath, gleamed under the light.

Entering the bedroom.

The soft bed seemed like a harbor of love waiting for them.

Chen Nan gently laid Yang Ruoshui on the bed, his gaze never leaving her eyes, the flame there never extinguished, only growing stronger.

Yang Ruoshui slightly opened her arms, her eyes full of longing and love, her body exuding a tempting charm, like a rose blooming in the night, radiant and dripping with allure.

Chen Nan leaned down and pressed upon her, their bodies once again fitting tightly together, leaving no space in between.

Where their skins touched, it felt as if currents were flowing, igniting deeper desires in their hearts.

In this moment, they were like two perfectly fitting puzzle pieces, finally finding their place with each other.

Chen Nan slowly entered Yang Ruoshui’s body, and they both emitted a low moan filled with satisfaction mixed with a hint of pain.

It was a sound wherein love and desire intertwined, echoing in the quiet bedroom like the most primitive call of love.

Yang Ruoshui’s legs naturally wrapped around Chen Nan’s waist, her arms tightly embracing his back, her fingers leaving trails of love marks on his skin.

Their gazes met, filled with a thousand words—a doting, attachment, and endless love for each other.

Chen Nan began to move slowly.

Each penetration seemed like an exploration into the depths of Yang Ruoshui’s soul.

Each withdrawal felt like a reluctant farewell, a rhythm resembling an ancient and mysterious dance, filled with rhythm and passion.

As the movements quickened, the bed creaked softly.

Yang Ruoshui’s moans grew louder, her body undulating with Chen Nan’s movements, her breasts swaying intensely, stirring Chen Nan’s heartstrings.

Her head tilted slightly back, revealing her beautifully curved neckline, akin to an elegant swan.

Chen Nan lowered his head, kissing her neck, gently biting the sensitive skin, leaving marks that belonged to him.

In this atmosphere filled with love and desire, their breaths became rapid and chaotic, hearts beating like drums, as if about to burst through their chests.

The scent in the bedroom was thick with their breaths, a mix of shower gel fragrance, the smell of sweat, and a unique scent of love.

They were like people drowning in this sea of love, yet willingly sinking, relishing every moment of ultimate pleasure.

Chen Nan’s movements became more intense, like a cheetah driven by desire, and Yang Ruoshui his prey.

But in this chase, it was more about the blending of love.

Tears gleamed in Yang Ruoshui’s eyes, stemming from overwhelming happiness and fulfillment.

She felt her body blazing like a fire, fanned to fiercer flames by Chen Nan, every cell cheering in jubilation.

She matched Chen Nan’s movements, climbing with him towards the pinnacle of their desire, racing towards that brightest peak.

Finally.

They both climaxed together, their bodies shivering violently as if struck by lightning.

In that moment.

Time seemed to stop, the entire world reduced to just the two of them.

They held each other tightly, feeling the afterglow of their bodies and the melding of their souls, their faces expressing contentment and intoxication.

Chen Nan looked at the beauty in his arms, whispering softly, "How was my performance just now?"

Yang Ruoshui, with a face full of love, let out a soft and pleasing sound, "’Peak,’ impeccable!"

Chen Nan kissed Yang Ruoshui on the forehead with tender indulgence, unashamed of his fondness, "You are also great, smooth, tight!"

Just then.

Yang Ruoshui’s phone rang.

She instinctively picked up the phone, and upon seeing the number displayed, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Chen Nan also saw the contact name on Yang Ruoshui’s phone, and he couldn’t help but gasp, saying in disbelief, "Sis, you actually have a husband?"

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