Moonlit Spring

Yang Jingtian, in a dazed state, felt someone breathing on his body. He had casually embraced with his hands, but to his surprise, this embrace turned out to be quite eventful. He suddenly sat up like a cat with its tail stepped on, and the blanket was pushed aside. There was indeed someone inside the blanket, and it was the woman he had longed for, Meng Lin.

At some point, Meng Lin had quietly slipped into his bed. Yang Jingtian looked at her, and although she was wearing a white nightgown, it was almost like she was completely naked.

On her curvaceous, pure white body, apart from the white nightgown and bralette, there was only a pink undergarment covering her intimate area. She lay on the bed, her snow-white peaks and valleys undulating, her milky chest exposed. Instantly, a fragrance filled the room, and the scenery was enchanting and delightful.

Yang Jingtian saw Meng Lin's towering, round, and firm bosom, untouched by gravity, and the two cherry-sized, reddish nipples surrounded by pink areolas, slightly pointing upwards. His heart couldn't help but pound, making him want to pounce on them and take a bite.

Yang Jingtian felt a surge of heat rushing down to his lower abdomen. Without even looking, he knew that a tent had been pitched beneath him. Men naturally experience morning erections, and coupled with such intense sensory stimulation, it would be strange not to be aroused, unless one had erectile dysfunction.

Yang Jingtian gently said, "Missed me, didn't you?"

Meng Lin bit her lip, nodded slightly, and remained silent. She just quietly gazed at Yang Jingtian.

Under the cool moonlight, Meng Lin was incredibly beautiful, with her cascading hair reaching her waist, radiating a silky glow. The nightgown couldn't conceal her graceful curves, and waves of mature woman's fragrance seemed to emanate from her.

A surge rose from Yang Jingtian's heart. He was about to make another move when he saw Meng Lin suddenly blush. Then, he heard her whimper softly as she nestled into his embrace. "Jingtian..."

Yang Jingtian held Meng Lin tightly, and a surge of tenderness filled him. With this delicate whisper, Meng Lin buried her pretty face deep in Yang Jingtian's embrace. This beautiful sound touched the strings of Yang Jingtian's heart, making him realize that she also had the same desire.

Yang Jingtian embraced Meng Lin tightly, slowly awakening from his dazed state. He reached out and lifted Meng Lin's chin, making her avoid his gaze shyly. Her cheeks blushed, and her charming and shy appearance could make any man's heart skip a beat.

Yang Jingtian carefully observed Meng Lin's blushing face and found her cherry lips. He slowly kissed them, and Meng Lin closed her eyes shyly, tilting her head back, waiting for Yang Jingtian's affectionate kiss.

Yang Jingtian held Meng Lin even tighter. He started by kissing her delicate earlobes and then moved to her enticing red lips. Their fiery lips met, slowly heating up Meng Lin's body, making her soft and pliant in Yang Jingtian's embrace. Her breathing became more and more rapid.

She gently extended her fragrant tongue, entwining it with Yang Jingtian's. With her eyes closed, she curled up tenderly in his embrace, feeling the love conveyed through their entwined tongues. Time seemed to stand still as this long kiss conveyed infinite affection, melting the two embraced souls.

The two held each other tightly. Meng Lin looked up at Yang Jingtian, her jade face still flushed. She murmured, "It's all your fault. I couldn't sleep all night, thinking of you."

Yang Jingtian was filled with tenderness and softly replied, "Of course, otherwise, wouldn't I be thinking and longing for you in vain?"

"You're lying; you slept like a pig just now," Meng Lin teasingly chastised as she wrapped her smooth, pale arms around Yang JingTian's neck, gazing deeply into his eyes.

"With all due respect, I counted 1,867 crabs and still couldn't fall asleep. Besides, have you ever seen a pig as handsome as me?" Yang JingTian defended himself with a smile.

With a blushing face bright with joy, Meng Lin playfully retorted, "Indeed, there isn't a pig more handsome than you. But why did you end up falling asleep in the end?"

"Because my mouth got tired from counting, and my brain was exhausted, so the pig just passed out," JingTian said with a chuckle.

Meng Lin responded with a delighted peck on Yang JingTian's lips, her cheeks flushing once again. She whispered coquettishly, "You're not allowed to 'pass out' again."

Delighted by the moment, Yang JingTian jovially replied, "How could I possibly allow myself to, with my dear wife's command? Even if I wanted to sleep, I couldn't."

Meng Lin playfully covered Yang JingTian's mouth with her hand and softly chided, "Keep your voice down. Do you want the whole world to hear us?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jingtian got excited. He immediately rolled over and pressed himself against her delicate body, bending her legs. With a commanding presence, his manhood suddenly grew larger, and with a forceful thrust, it entered and exited Menglin's intimate passage.

Yang Jingtian thrusts against her body,

Stimulating her pleasure nerves,

Colliding with her soul, everything she loves,

Pain, pleasure, and the essence of spring,

"Ah."

Menglin reached climax, the pleasure overwhelming her thoughts, leaving her soul blank. As Yang Jingtian thrust deep inside, her hands instinctively tried to push him away, but he wasn't easily moved.

"Roar, Menglin, I want you to bear my child. You are my woman," he exclaimed.

With Yang Jingtian's body sinking down, his teeth clenched, the ultimate pleasure surged through his core. Wave after wave of semen shot deep into Menglin's depths.

Menglin was struck by the scorching impact of Yang Jingtian's hot semen, her mind finally giving in. Her body collapsed, becoming completely limp as her soul momentarily went blank, overwhelmed by the ultimate pleasure. With a final wave of ecstasy, she fainted.

In the room, heavy panting echoed, intensified by the moonlight shining upon the entangled bodies, which continued their relentless intertwining.

The dreamy serenity of the early morning was abruptly shattered in Haining Village, echoing with the tumult of battle and desperate cries. Yang JingTian could faintly hear the sounds of fighting and shouting.

"Brother Yang, Mother, it's terrible! Pirates are attacking our village," Meng Rui's voice alarmingly called out from outside their door at some point.

Awakened by her daughter's cries, Meng Lin stirred to find herself still closely embraced by Yang JingTian. The intimate aftermath of their night together made her face flush with a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. The wet traces on the bedsheet, alongside the memory of their passionate union, left her with a lingered sweetness hard to forget.

Yang JingTian, already awakened, was smirking playfully at Meng Lin, subtly moving his body.

Meng Lin playfully swatted him, trying to ease out of the intensity from the night before. As she dressed, she instructed, "Rui'er, don't run around recklessly, okay?"

As both got dressed, Meng Rui asked an embarrassingly direct question, "Mother, why did you run into Brother Yang's room in the middle of the night?"

Meng Lin wished she could disappear; she had intended to slip back early in the morning to sleep alongside her daughter. However, their passionate involvement with Yang JingTian, which had lasted for hours, left her both unable and unwilling to leave, ultimately leading to her falling asleep beside him.

At a loss for how to respond, she could only send a glare of feigned annoyance towards Yang JingTian.

Yang JingTian, moved by Meng Lin's shyly indignant look and wrapping an arm around her, offered an excuse to Meng Rui outside, "Rui'er, your aunt got up to go to the bathroom last night and accidentally entered the wrong room."

"Oh," came Meng Rui's uncertain response.

Yang JingTian, pleased, planted a kiss on Meng Lin, then turned to leave.

Meng Lin, while tidying up the room, made it a point to ask, "JingTian, do you think those pirates are the same group we encountered yesterday?"

Without hesitation, Yang JingTian affirmed, "Definitely, they've come for revenge."

Knowing Yang JingTian's martial prowess and her own combat skills, Meng Lin voiced her concern for the pirates rather than for them, "JingTian, show mercy where you can. Let's not resort to killing."

Nodding, Yang JingTian promised, "I'll measure my actions carefully; not all debts of gratitude can be repaid with vengeance."

With that, Yang JingTian stepped out to face what was seemingly yet another storm of blood and violence in the world of Haining.