At the Luoshen Building, though it was late, Xue Tang still hadn't returned.
Li Dong held a small disk in his hand; it should contain the evidence he was looking for.
However, this disk was specially encrypted. Although it wasn't easily cracked by the tribe, it still required specialized tools.
He didn't have it on hand; the only place he could find it was in the room where he and Zhi Ran had once lived.
This made him miss Zhi Ran even more. If she were still alive, any encryption method would seem like a blank sheet of paper with answers written on it before her.
If only he could find Zhi Ran with this precious evidence…
After carefully putting away the "evidence," he took a shower and continued to review his gains for the day.
The escaped black man still bothered him. Perhaps it was some kind of intuition, but he felt that the strange black man seemed to be hiding some secret… just like his skin color, concealing some deep, unfathomable darkness.
After showering and lying in bed, the bed still carrying a faint, elegant fragrance of Xue Tang stirred a strange desire within him, arousing him after a long day. His lower body felt a warm, tingling sensation, and he spontaneously became erect.
This was actually a good sign. After his dantian was injured, his vital energy was depleted, and he generally couldn't achieve a natural erection, especially morning erections. Furthermore, sexual activity would exacerbate this damage.
This was also why he had been so exhausted with the Lingxuan and Lingxiu sisters, unable to satisfy them.
Of course, the sisters' needs were also somewhat different from ordinary people after their sexual encounters. Women with abundant yin energy, after experiencing the sweetness of sex, indeed had a considerable libido.
However, this was of no benefit to Li Dong, because his pure yang body only had a complementary effect with the yin-dominant Xue Tang and Yu Tang.
Among them, Xue Tang was particularly important. Unlike the youthful Yu Tang, she was more mature, possessing a rich and potent pure Yin essence. Only Xue Tang, at the right time for cultivation, could truly help his injuries.
Therefore, after resuming their cohabitation, his losses were noticeably replenished… though there was still a slight difference compared to his expectations.
Lying in bed, he missed Xue Tang even more, but she hadn't returned… He could only comfort himself, thinking that perhaps Xue Tang had gone back to the Luo family mansion.
But for some reason, he lacked the courage to contact them to confirm.
After a while, a faint sense of loss mixed with exhaustion washed over him. He succumbed to this feeling and finally fell asleep. Perhaps when he woke up, Xue Tang would be sleeping soundly beside him…
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The strange dream, as always, came.
But this time, the protagonist didn't seem to be Lan Yan, whom he had been seeing recently.
The scene unfolded before his eyes—a room furnished with exquisite elegance, reflecting a woman of refined taste.
As always, these details were blurry in the "dream," at most feeling familiar, but he couldn't discern any further specific information.
Only the details of what was happening on the bed were vividly clear, as if right before his eyes, far surpassing even the clearest video:
What came into view were three snow-white, smooth, and perfectly proportioned bodies.
The sheets beneath them seemed to have been ravaged for a long time, disheveled and patchy, scattered with wet stains and dripping fluids that even the sheets could no longer absorb, seemingly telling the story of a fierce battle.
Of the three women, one lay on her side, her breasts bulging like enormous snow rabbits, trembling violently with the slightest movement, as if filled not with flesh, but with flowing, creamy fat.
One could imagine what a voluptuous and intoxicating sight it would be if she bent over and squatted down, her enormous breasts hanging before her.
On the other side, a curvaceous, slender, and youthful-looking white body lay supine. Her full breasts, though not small, maintained a youthful, pointed shape.
Her pale cherry-pink areolas were prominent, small yet pointed, like the brim of a hat, and paired with her erect, cherry-like nipples, exuding a strong sense of youthful allure.
In the center, a kneeling, snow-white, exquisitely curvaceous, mature body knelt. Her back and slender waist possessed a youthful slenderness, while her full hips and the hints of her full breasts on her sides and armpits conveyed a rich, mature, and alluring charm.
Behind those full, peach-shaped buttocks was the well-muscled, athletic body of a man—a body that would surely attract the attention of many women in the swimming pool.
A massive, unbelievably thick penis was inserted straight into her honeypot, stretching her delicate, hairless, clam-like labia majora into an incredibly wet and slippery circle.
The lower corners of the labia were especially taut, the tender membrane almost transparent, even the delicately textured pale pink anus seemed to be squeezed up slightly.
With each thrust of the large penis, it seemed to stretch the swollen, fully opened labia majora, causing another translucent, tender red ring of flesh to droop, clinging to the penis as if reluctantly pulling away.
Like a double-bloomed lily web, extremely beautiful, but no less lewd, the thick, sticky, milky fluid clung to the two delicate labia, with white fluid accumulating in the crevices.
When the penis was withdrawn, it was covered with long, sticky strips of fluid, wet and exceptionally lewd.
"Slap, slap... slap..."
The large penis plunged in and out of the tender, alluring vagina, slamming against the plump, snowy buttocks, creating ripples like rolling waves.
Each time the peach-like buttocks were deformed by the impact, their plump sides swelling and bouncing back with great elasticity, the vaginal fluid would splatter, adding a sonic hue to the crisp sounds of flesh slapping.
And the wanton, seductive moans, like sobs, were so familiar, sweetly accompanying him to sleep every night, only never before carrying a hint of crying, like a little girl who had been spanked, gasping for breath.
If a body existed in the "dream," he would probably be completely stiff—
In the "dream," it was exceptionally clear that the naked figures flanking them were clearly Aunt Yingji and Yutang… and the one being fucked in the middle, even with her head lowered, her thick hair disheveled and scattered on either side of her snowy neck. He could recognize her, or rather, even naked and being fucked, how could he not recognize his beloved fiancée's perfect body?
The man, like riding a wild, fiery steed, thrust relentlessly into her trembling buttocks, urging her onward.
His large penis thrust in and out without pause, and Xue Tang's delicate body trembled. Her supporting arms could no longer hold her up, and she fell forward, her large breasts cushioning the bed, her head sinking into the sheets.
Her moans and gasps grew even more wet and muffled, her white arms and jade-like hands tightly gripping the sheets on either side of her head.
The man then pressed down on her buttocks, his strong arms supporting her breasts, as if his entire body was suspended in mid-air on Xue Tang's shapely, sweat-covered back.
Her buttocks arched even higher, trembling and swaying gently, droplets of water falling continuously.
The massive penis relentlessly pursued, sweat taut on the man's muscular back and buttocks, throbbing in waves, his lower body relentlessly thrusting in and out, as if driven by intense greed, penetrating deeply into Xue Tang's vagina.
Xue Tang's cries suddenly changed tone, as if something urgent, enormous, and unbearable was chasing after her.
"Aaaaaahhhhh…!"
Suddenly, Xue Tang's slender waist twisted, her buttocks and back convulsing violently with a very slight amplitude.
The man's thrusting motion abruptly stiffened, as if she were being squeezed and wincing.
A thin line of white fluid suddenly gushed from between the widened "rings" of her vagina, forming a white ring around the penis, then, with the spasmodic contraction of her vagina, an even more intense ejaculation began.
A thick, creamy white fluid suddenly gushed out, even though it was completely blocked by the large penis, it still flowed like a cascading spring.
Xiang Anping wrapped his arms around Xue Tang's slender waist, which swayed like a snake, and plunged deep into her honeyed orifice once more. The beauty's vagina seemed a combination of Jiang Yingji and Yu Tang, possessing both the tightness of a narrow passage and an exceptionally plump, tender flesh, sticky and juicy.