NOVPUBChen Nan swallowed subconsciously, then tensed his waist, prying open the other’s body, and gradually penetrating into her tight and moist warmth.
"Mmm..."
She felt Chen Nan enter her body.
Si Meng clenched the bedsheets subconsciously, her body tensing as a hint of pleasure and satisfaction crept across her brow.
His hot, sturdy hardness melted her body and soul, causing her to sink into oblivion.
Chen Nan then began to move slowly.
Each thrust gave Si Meng a feeling of floating on cloud nine, her voice exhaling angelic moans.
Her face and ears flushed, her eyes revealing a thick aura of arousal.
Her ample front shook violently with each collision.
Truly, she was a vision of allure and seduction.
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As they say, a moment of springtime is worth a thousand gold.
An hour flew by in an instant.
Amidst Chen Nan’s rapid thrusts, Si Meng’s moaning suddenly stopped.
A near suffocating sensation surged through her, as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart firmly.
Her soul seemed to float to the heavens.
The next moment,
a wave of warmth spread inside her, like a refreshing rain nourishing her body, bringing her an indescribable comfort and joy.
The room, once thick with the scent of rampant hormones, now settled into a lazy calm after the ebullient bloom of spring.
The dim light outlined the intertwined figures of Chen Nan and Si Meng, their smooth bodies seamlessly joined.
Tiny beads of sweat, like dew on grass, shimmered on their skin, tracing their curves and falling quietly.
Each droplet seemed to carry the lingering passion of their earlier fervor, quietly drenching the messy bed.
Chen Nan’s chest was broad and firm. Amid his shallow breaths, there was a semblance of reliving their tempestuous rhythm.
His bronze skin, moist from sweat, gleamed with a wild, mesmerizing luster.
His muscle contours under the shifting light seemed like beasts lying in wait, tranquil for the moment but still radiating vigorous masculinity.
Si Meng lounged lazily in his embrace, her form as graceful as winding hills.
Her long, fair legs casually entwined with Chen Nan’s, her arm lightly resting on his neck. Her cascading hair spread wildly, with strands stuck to her flushed cheeks, like the blush of a spring sunset, delicate and enticing.
Her chest rose gently, the fullness of her breasts trembling with her breaths.
Their pink peaks, moist from sweat, looked even more enticing, commanding attention.
"How many times can you do it in one night?" Si Meng asked Chen Nan, her eyes full of anticipation.
Chen Nan smiled, "Just once, I guess!"
"That weak?" Si Meng’s brow showed a hint of surprise.
Chen Nan’s lips curved into a charming smile, "Once a night, all night long!"
Si Meng paused, her eyes brightening with excitement, "Really?"
Chen Nan did not speak but answered Si Meng with his actions.
Feeling an intense swell, Si Meng’s eyes sparkled with disbelief.
It was only then that she realized—though Chen Nan had just released himself,
he remained as if he were holding up the heavens, without a sign of weariness!
Snapping back to reality.
Si Meng’s eyes shone brightly, "Then tonight, let us indulge in madness!"
"Alright!" Chen Nan replied with a smile.
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This night was bound to be extraordinary for the two of them.
They stayed up all night.
Only when dawn broke did Chen Nan reluctantly leave Si Meng’s body.
Although they tried several positions throughout the night.
Both were deeply infatuated with each other’s bodies.
Even as they switched positions, they never separated, remaining tightly connected!
Afterwards.
Exhausted, they drifted into sleep, wrapped in each other’s embrace.
When Chen Nan woke up, it was already three in the afternoon.
However, upon opening his eyes, he found the pillow beside him empty.
He then looked toward the bathroom, but Si Meng was nowhere to be seen.
Clearly.
Si Meng had already left.
A strong sense of loss surged in Chen Nan’s heart.
Just as he was sitting up.
A note on the nightstand caught his eye, boldly written, "I’ve gone to the provincial city, wait for my good news!"
Chen Nan collected his emotions, got up, took a cold shower, dressed, and left the hotel.
At that moment.
His phone rang, displaying Yan Jin’s number.
Seeing Yan Jin’s number.
Complex emotions flashed in Chen Nan’s eyes.
Ever since their last encounter, he had been unsure about how to interact with her, continuously in a state of avoidance.
Not to mention returning home, even hearing her calls, he dared not answer.
With a helpless sigh, Chen Nan finally answered the phone, politely saying, "Aunt Yan, please go on."
The next moment.
A weak voice came through the phone, "I just fell down the stairs, can you come back?"
"What?"
Chen Nan’s expression abruptly changed, clearly not expecting Aunt Yan to have fallen down the stairs, which made his heart leap to his throat.
Without hesitation, he quickly responded, "Aunt Yan, don’t panic, I’m coming back now!" He hung up the phone, rushed to the parking lot, drove his Mercedes Big G, and returned to the Jade Garden Villa District.
After getting out of the car, Chen Nan rushed into the living room.
But he did not find Aunt Yan there, so he headed straight to the second-floor bedroom.
Pushing open the door, he saw Yan Jin weakly leaning against the headboard, looking pale and haggard.
She was dressed in a black, tight-fitting yoga outfit, which outlined her voluptuous and sexy figure exquisitely.
Her long hair was neatly tied in a ponytail, with a few stray strands falling around her neck, adding a touch of delicate charm.
At first glance, she did not look like a stereotypical middle-aged woman at all but rather a wounded fairy mistakenly descended to earth, evoking sympathy.
Chen Nan sat on the edge of the bed, his face full of concern, and he couldn’t help asking, "Aunt Yan, where does it hurt? Is the injury severe?"
Yan Jin forced a smile, her face weak as she responded, "My right ankle hurts a bit."
She had been doing yoga in the upstairs gym earlier, perhaps too tired, and had carelessly sprained her foot while coming downstairs. Fortunately, the stairs were not high, and the fall was not severe.
Still, her right ankle had swollen considerably, feeling as though it were on fire.
Chen Nan saw the injury to her ankle, touched the bone to ensure no serious damage had been done, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It’s not too bad, let me massage it for you." He shifted his position, placing Aunt Yan’s delicate foot on his lap, and started to gently massage it.
Yan Jin, bearing the pain brought by the massage, tried hard not to make a sound. She looked at Chen Nan with complicated eyes, unable to restrain herself from asking, "Why are you avoiding me?"
