Immortal Warriors
IW 119 - Qian Yu's

[Qian Yu] [Blue Moon Pavilion Manager, Nanny Ji Yanran.] [Source : Pinterest]

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“Zhen-” Qian Yu immediately stood up and looked at Ling Zhen while keeping her distance from the young man, “Gege, what are you doing here?”

Ling Zhen's spirit stirred again to hear the middle-aged woman speak her name affectionately.

“Aunt Qian, when we both call me Zhen. I prefer it.” Ling Zhen approached, while Qian Yu stayed away. Yet in just a few steps Ling Zhen was already standing before him.

“Aunt Qian, do you love me?” Ling Zhen kissed Qian Yu's lips briefly.

Qian Yu was shocked and excited, “I... I'm confused what should Zhen do? I feel unworthy of you, I am Miss Ji's nanny and more worthy of being your Mother-”

Ling Zhen again kissed Qian Yu's lips, this time he did it more intensely so that Qian Yu looked clumsy and resigned.

While letting go of her kiss, Ling Zhen smiled, “I am also at a loss as to what to do, Aunt Qian. But tonight I will not hold back and will express all my feelings.”

“Aunt Qian, we're in the room. Next is your turn.”

“Zhen, wait for me not-” yet Qian Yu refused, Ling Zhen had already lifted his body and carried him home.

Qian Yu was shocked because Ling Zhen raised his body easily, as seeing Ling Zhen would not let go of himself eventually Qian Yu draped his hand around Ling Zhen's neck. For the first time Ling Zhen and Qian Yu were this close.

Qian Yu could feel Ling Zhen's heartbeat and the chest of the youth's field. Finally Ling Zhen put Qian Yu's body on the bed in the next room where Xue Lianhua had fallen asleep.

“Zhen, we'd better go-” Even when Qian Yu wants to say something, Ling Zhen again silenced her with a brief kiss.

“Aunt Qian, I really want a gift from you tonight. Lian is already, the rest is you.” Ling Zhen clasped Qian Yu's palm, boldly Ling Zhen dyed Qian Yu's forehead full of gentleness.

“Zhen..” The sigh of doubt and worry Qian Yu sounded beautiful in Ling Zhen's ears.

Qian Yu was speechless as the handsome face of the young man who was her husband approached her face. A second later the young man's lips met his.

Both Qian Yu's eyeballs were wide open at first, but when Ling Zhen****** and played her tongue slowly the two Qian Yu's eyeballs were closed.

Qian Yu made up her mind that she would do her duty as Ling Zhen's wife and would not run away again. But just as Ling Zhen's two palms were lodged in his twin mountains, Qian Yu's two eyeballs reflexively opened wide.

“Zhen! Mm-hhh! Amused!” Ling Zhen silenced Qian Yu's mouth as the middle-aged woman rebelled.

Qian Yu looked at the expression on Ling Zhen's face that was met with red. How handsome and so adorable that expression was, Qian Yu finally allowed Ling Zhen to palpate, squeeze and twist his twin mountain.

Inner Qian Yu raged because this was her first experience of being touched by another man other than her late husband. Moreover Ling Zhen looked very proficient, it was only natural that despite his young age but the experience of Ling Zhen who had six wives really made Qian Yu unexpected.

A sigh began to come out from Qian Yu's mouth as Ling Zhen's lips gave a possession mark on his neck and nape. Ling Zhen's hands never kept silent and continued to touch Qian Yu's still beautiful body.

“Ssshhh..” Qian Yu's two hands held Ling Zhen's head as the young man took off his top dress and began to immerse his face into his chewy mound.

“Aibi Qian, this is very beautiful.” Ling Zhen bit the tip and squeezed it hard making Qian Yu long moan.

Qian Yu did not expect that the enjoyment Ling Zhen had given her was truly extraordinary and it was only the first time she felt it. As the young man's palm nested on the most precious part of his, Qian Yu's reflex sat down and covered her thigh.

“It's very wet..” Ling Zhen smiled and took off all his clothes while adding, “Aunt Qian, you are so beautiful tonight, it is fortunate that I have you.”

Qian Yu's face met red upon hearing Ling Zhen's words, her eyes opened wide again when she saw an upright and defiant object right before her face.

“Stop teasing me Zhen..” Qian Yu turned her face away. His entire body was like being stung by a stream of electricity as his eyes repeatedly turned to look at Ling Zhen's belongings which really made him shudder in horror.

‘It's very big... I've never seen anything like this before.’ Ling Zhen squatted down and held onto Qian Yu's chin as the middle-aged woman looked doubtful and dissolved in her mind.

“Aibi Qian..” Ling Zhen kissed Qian Yu's lips and began to touch back the middle-aged woman's body.

Qian Yu was again swept away in Ling Zhen's game of tenderness and affection. His hand was led by Ling Zhen to get acquainted with something that left his eyes wide open.

“Zhen... Thats enough... Aaahhh!” Qian Yu was startled as Ling Zhen's finger entered his body and began to tear apart his defenses.

“This!” Qian Yu's beautiful eyes opened wide and the middle-aged woman hissed in disbelief.

Qian Yu's palm unconsciously grasped tightly onto Ling Zhen's property making the young man grimace in restraining favor.

“Aaahhh... Zhen... Wait a minute.” Qian Yu's body stomped and reached a release. Ling Zhen smiled and directly overlapped Qian Yu's body while positioning hers.

Qian Yu was surprised as Ling Zhen rubbed her. The young man purposely had Qian Yu look down. Sure enough both of Qian Yu's eyes were wide-eyed, his body curved while both of his hands held Ling Zhen's body as the young man began to steadily position hiss entering his body.

Ling Zhen held back Qian Yu's body and bit the middle-aged woman's earlobe and descended to the smiling next neck and briefly kissed Qian Yu's lips.

“Aunt Qian, I'll enter it..” Ling Zhen briefly kissed Qian Yu's lips back then gave a sign of ownership on Qian Yu's neck that still looked smooth.

“Hold a minute Aunt Qian, tonight I will make you a real woman.” Ling Zhen sighed at Qian Yu's neck.

Qian Yu simply shook her head as she sensed foreign objects begin to enter her body. His mouth tightly clenched to hold his heartbeat, “Zhener, slowly... It's too big..”

Despite having done it gently, still Qian Yu moaned in pain. His body twitched, his two wide-open legs trembled and his mouth let out a stifled voice.

“Aaahhh! Zhen... Ssshhh!” Complicated Qian Yu's expression for not expecting Ling Zhen's to have entered completely yet hers felt full of tightly gripping Ling Zhen's.

“Aunt Qian, it's very narrow!” Ling Zhen grimaced with restraining favors as his was gripped so tightly.

Qian Yu who heard that felt proud. He had not expected Ling Zhen to look so savored in his body.

“I movement..” Ling Zhen kissed the friendly lips of Qian Yu while gently moving his body to get the middle-aged woman used to it.

With a gentle and regular movement Ling Zhen finally started to spur him faster making Qian Yu's body sway violently.

“Aduh... Zhen! Ahk!” Both of Qian Yu's hands held onto Ling Zhen's shoulders as the young man began to accelerate the tempo of his movements.

Qian Yu was suffocating, repeatedly her body wriggling and Ling Zhen held her back. Qian Yu looked agitated, her hands involuntarily hugging Ling Zhen's body with a curved back.

Qian Yu repeatedly shrieked and thrashed as Ling Zhen stomped his body violently. Until Qian Yu had subconsciously achieved the pleasures of the heavenly realm repeatedly.

“Zhen..” Qian Yu was now moving on Ling Zhen's lap. The young man guided her towards the peak of enjoyment she had never felt before.

Seeing the tears flowing down Qian Yu's cheeks, Ling Zhen quickly swept a circle of tears and overstretched Qian Yu's body back.

Ling Zhen clenched Qian Yu's body so tightly, Qian Yu's body trembled violently. The middle-aged woman returned her embrace very tightly and continued to shed her tears.

Ling Zhen still continued to move quickly on his body, until soon the moans echoed in the room that became a silent witness of their love.

Ling Zhen's body collapsed onto Qian Yu's body. The middle-aged woman hugged Ling Zhen so tightly as she felt her body return doused in the warmth of Ling Zhen's love.

“Thank you, Aunt Qian... It's the best gift..” Ling Zhen laid his body to the side and kept his possessions there.

Qian Yu was silent. She had not expected to do so with Ling Zhen, the young man who had just turned eighteen and was her husband.

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