Scattered Blossoms
Yang JingTian lapsed into contemplation, his penetrating gaze gleaming with a cold light. The brilliance of wisdom endowed him with the charm of a mature man.
After a long while, he spoke softly, "Rui is not your biological daughter."
Meng Lin was startled. Utterly astounded. She could hardly comprehend how this man before her always managed to articulate thoughts that were unforeseen to her. His eyes seemed capable of piercing through everything, reaching straight into the depths of her heart.
In his presence, she felt as if she had no secrets left, like a blank sheet of paper.
Meng Lin was at a loss for words to express her current emotions.
"Take me to the home of your soul," Yang JingTian gently proposed with a smile.
"I only want to take you to one place," Meng Lin replied, leading Yang JingTian deeper into the mountains.
They traversed a dense forest and arrived at a flat meadow on the mountainside, adorned with various exotic flowers and lush greenery, an ideal retreat for meditation and solace. It was also Meng Lin's frequent haunt for herb gathering.
Standing on the mountainside offered a panoramic view of the entirety of Haining Village.
She had named this place Semi-Mountain Void, a hidden paradise.
Yang JingTian was astounded, "Aunt Meng, this place is both secluded and beautiful. How did you find such a perfect spot?"
Meng Lin merely smiled without answering, as the wind passed through the gaps in the leaves, caressing her face and sending her soft hair fluttering in the breeze, highlighting her rosy lips and stirring Yang JingTian's desire.
Yang JingTian was ignited with passion in this solitary haven, making it the anticipated setting for expressing love.
Missing this opportunity would make him, Yang JingTian, a fool.
But Yang JingTian was no fool. He embraced Meng Lin's slender waist and promptly sealed her lips with his, silencing Meng Lin's initial resistance with muffled whimpers.
Meng Lin was panicked, flailing helplessly.
Yet, Yang JingTian held her even tighter, their body heat climbing, passion surging.
After a tumultuous wave of struggles, resistance, and inner turmoil,
Meng Lin finally slumped into Yang JingTian's arms, only managing to clutch his garb while trembling slightly.
"Mm... JingTian, we can't," Meng Lin gasped for air, her face flushed with a shy, bashful tone.
Yang Jingtian smirked and interrupted her before she could finish, forcefully kissing her small mouth again while vigorously kneading her breasts.
Meng Lin moaned in her throat, her delicate body writhing like a water snake, her full and soft breasts changing shape under Yang Jingtian's hands.
Yang Jingtian turned his head and kissed her delicate neck, burying his face in the warm collar, inhaling the mature woman's unique fragrance. Meng Lin opened her mouth and let out a seductive moan, her hands pressing against Yang Jingtian's hands as they continued to massage her chest. Her slender waist swayed, and her voluptuous and smooth buttocks pressed tightly against Yang Jingtian's abdomen, wriggling.
"Meng Auntie, Jingtian wants you to be my wife, forever," Yang Jingtian shouted loudly, unable to contain his excitement.
"Karmic fate," Meng Lin sighed deeply, then closed her eyes in shyness, her face blushing, and her delicate body trembling slightly.
Yang Jingtian stopped his movements and gently kissed Meng Lin's cheeks and neck, softly saying, "From this moment on, you are my sister-in-law, not Meng Auntie."
Meng Lin's pretty face turned red, her expression conflicted, and she shyly said, "Don't tease me like this."
Yang Jingtian burst into laughter, and Meng Lin blushed and reached out to twist his mouth. Yang Jingtian tickled her under her armpit, making Meng Lin giggle.
Meng Lin twisted and turned in Yang Jingtian's arms, and he took advantage of the opportunity to explore her body.
As things naturally progressed, the point of no return had been reached.
Yang Jingtian gently kissed her tender and smooth cheeks, earlobes, and neck over and over again. Her breath became rapid as Yang Jingtian kissed her plump red lips. This time, she didn't desperately evade, but she didn't actively respond either.
Yang Jingtian used his tongue to tease hers between her lips, while his hand caressed her proud chest through their clothes.
Meng Lin shivered all over, her eyebrows furrowing. Yang Jingtian gently kneaded, feeling the unforgettable smooth and softness of her full breasts through their clothing, bringing pleasure to her body and mind, almost making her moan in delight.
Yang Jingtian unbuttoned her clothes, removing her undergarments, revealing her round and smooth buttery chest. The snow-white skin emitted a warm and jade-like glow, and the semi-spherical full breasts swayed slightly, their crimson grapes appearing swollen and erect.
Yang Jingtian gently pinched, causing a troubled expression on her face, and a barely audible moan escaped her throat.
Yang Jingtian softly licked her earlobe and murmured, "Lin , today Jingtian will become your husband."
"Mmm," Meng Lin responded with shyness. In this moment, all her sixteen years of persistence were melted away by Yang Jingtian. She knew that what awaited her would be an unprecedented storm.
In terms of emotions and gratitude, Meng Lin had no regrets. Sixteen years, not many women had such a long wait. She had waited for sixteen years, and he did not appear, but now Yang Jingtian had come. Perhaps it was fate, it was destiny.
In the depths of fate, heaven had ordained it all.
Yang Jingtian was the one who would unlock the flower of her life.
When Yang Jingtian pounced on her, Meng Lin let out a soft "yin" sound, hiding in his broad chest with infinite shyness.
"Ah!" Meng Lin screamed, whimpering in pain, "Jingtian, it's too big."
It was only then that Yang Jingtian realized she was still a virgin, untouched by anyone. He was overjoyed, as if he had discovered a treasure. He immediately leaned down and kissed Meng Lin's small mouth. Meng Lin was tormented internally and externally, feeling even more uncomfortable, and she sobbed softly.
Yang Jingtian exerted pressure, encountering a barrier at the tip of her maidenhood. He applied a little more force, and Meng Lin trembled all over, crying out in pain.
Yang Jingtian leaned over, tenderly kissing her and saying softly, "Baby, don't cry. Your husband will take care of you."
Meng Lin sobbed while pounding Yang Jingtian's chest, but she still found solace in his embrace.
A land of tenderness, the source of passion. They gradually reached climax, entering an extremely excited state.
As the climax subsided, Yang Jingtian slowly withdrew from Meng Lin's warm body, revealing a reddened and whitened tip. The white undergarments beneath Meng Lin's buttocks were stained with shocking red plum blossom-like stains.
Meng Lin, delicate and overwhelmed, trembled uncontrollably.
Yang Jingtian felt great pity in his heart and leaned down to gently comfort her. Exhausted from their previous passion, he held her in his arms, and before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
Yang Jingtian, on the other hand, was not tired at all. After the previous enjoyment, he felt that his physical condition had further improved. He used the "Seductive Goddess Technique" to absorb the maiden Yin energy from Meng Lin's body, and then transferred his own Yang energy into her, achieving a harmonious and complementary balance between Yin and Yang. However, he was worried that Meng Lin had not practiced martial arts and her physical condition might not be able to keep up, so he did not dare to fully utilize the technique of dual cultivation. But to his surprise, Meng Lin's physical condition was astonishingly good, making her an excellent material for martial arts training.
The coordination of Yin and Yang required harmony. While absorbing the excess Yin energy from her body, he also needed to provide her with enough Yang energy to balance the Yin and Yang within her. This way, not only would Yang Jingtian benefit, but Meng Lin would also receive blessings. She might even become a top-notch expert in internal martial arts, which was an unexpected surprise for both of them.