Wang Jian Reveals His Identity To Both Women

The night stretched on, the moon tracing its arc across the inky sky. Wang Jian, fueled by his seemingly inexhaustible stamina, continued his relentless assault, his passion showing no signs of waning. The courtyard, once a tranquil haven, now echoed with the sounds of moans, gasps, and the rhythmic slapping of flesh.

With each passing moment, Wang Jian became more aggressive, his movements more demanding, his touch more insistent. He explored every inch of Xinqiao's body, teasing her sensitive spots, driving her to the brink of ecstasy and then pulling back, only to push her even further the next time.

Xinqiao, as the initial haze of drunkenness began to dissipate, found her mind slowly returning to clarity. A chilling realization began to dawn on her. 'What am I doing?' she thought, a wave of panic washing over her. 'This is wrong. I'm betraying Xuan.'