Chapter 5: Junior Sister

The five-clawed golden dragon circled overhead, stirring waves of golden light. It had all the shape of a dragon, but none of the crushing pressure of a real one. After staring hard at it for a long while, Luo Qingyuan finally realized it was nothing more than something like a sky lantern, only stretched this long and made so lifelike. How on earth had they done it?

“Wow—”

Mo Huali cried out, and even her chopsticks falling onto the table went unnoticed. Her eyes were full of that majestic golden dragon.

“You’ve never seen it before?”

Mo Huali kept shaking her head, her eyes shining like a child’s.

“Before, I could only look at a tiny patch of sky in the courtyard, or lean out the window to peek outside. This is the first time I’ve come this far, and it’s also the first time I’ve seen something this huge...” Mo Huali didn’t even know what it was. She only knew it was incredible, and then she went speechless.

“It’s a dragon, a very noble divine beast. They really are impressive, to be able to make something this exquisite,” Luo Qingyuan said in admiration, and casually ordered the dishes. Mo Huali was a good girl who wasn’t picky, so Luo Qingyuan ordered without restraint.

“It would be great if I could sit on it and fly...”

“Do you want to fly, Huali?”

“Mm!”

Mo Huali looked up at the night sky with longing, remembering the dream she had as a child. Her innocent self had been full of curiosity about the beautiful world, though it may have only been a wish from someone trapped in confinement.

When I’m done thawing out, I have to take Huali flying for a while no matter what.

Thinking that, Luo Qingyuan watched the noise outside grow even louder. The fireworks he hadn’t seen in a long time burst in the sky, even more beautiful than the ones he had once stumbled upon among the concrete buildings.

“This is really something.”

Luo Qingyuan glanced at Mo Huali. Even after the dishes had been served, Mo Huali was still staring raptly at the shower of light in the sky, not moving her chopsticks at all.

“Hey, little brother, it really is you? I thought you were lying to me. Fine, I’ll add a few more dishes for you.” A well-dressed woman, fingers moving over her prayer beads, came slowly around the stairway corner.

“No, no, really, don’t. I can’t finish all that.”

Luo Qingyuan kept waving his hands, afraid that Madam Lu would bring him even more food. He didn’t have that kind of appetite.

“If you don’t eat more, how are we supposed to feed little Huali? She’s still growing.”

Madam Lu patted Luo Qingyuan on the shoulder. Her serious expression reminded him of his own master, who always managed to say outrageous things with a completely straight face.

“Master always manages to fuck this sex slave senseless. It feels amazing.”

“Oh? Really? Then isn’t he much fiercer than the dead man in my house? Though the treatment lately has been effective, I still think it’s not enough...” Madam Lu was already at an age when a woman was in full bloom. In her thirties, she was radiant, and the men on every street corner lusted after her face and body, though she was already someone’s wife.

“Boss, don’t listen to Huali talking nonsense. I’m not that good—”

“But Master has to fuck this sex slave for at least an hour every day...” Mo Huali was so honest it gave Luo Qingyuan a headache. He felt Madam Lu’s hand already on his shoulder, her hot breath brushing his cheek, the gap between their two chairs growing smaller and smaller.

Hiss—help!

Luo Qingyuan met Mo Huali’s honest gaze and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Boss—there’s a customer with no money. She’s planning to trade something for this meal. Come have a look—” The waiter just in time dragged Madam Lu away and led her to the other side, which finally let Luo Qingyuan breathe again.

That scared him half to death.

“Ah! I said the wrong thing!”

Mo Huali only realized it belatedly. She timidly lifted her eyes and stole a glance at Luo Qingyuan. Seeing that, he didn’t show even a trace of resentment. He just gave a wry smile and rubbed her head.

“It’s fine. Eat. Everything’s still hot, and we’ll go back out to look after we finish.”

“Mm...”

Luo Qingyuan kept piling food onto Mo Huali’s plate, as if Mo Huali eating would be enough to fill him up too.

Mo Huali wasn’t polite either. She stuffed her mouth quickly and decided to reward her master properly with her body tonight.

Luo Qingyuan casually turned his head and just happened to see the customer who planned to pay with goods. Her white hair was especially eye-catching, and right now she was expressionlessly showing Madam Lu the item in her hand. The side of her face looked so familiar that Luo Qingyuan couldn’t help walking over to confirm it.

“Junior sister?”

Liu Wenyin flinched when she heard the voice, swiftly put away the item, and launched herself onto Luo Qingyuan, hanging from him in one smooth motion.

“Found you.”

“You know each other?”

Madam Lu looked in surprise at the elegant youth hanging off Luo Qingyuan, twirling her beads.

“This is my junior sister. How much did she spend? I’ll pay for her.”

“Hey, she barely ate anything. Since she’s your junior sister, I won’t charge you for this much. But that little toy of hers interests me.”

“It’s yours.”

Hearing that, Liu Wenyin simply shoved the little bullet vibrator into Madam Lu’s hand and leaned in to whisper in her ear. Madam Lu listened with a face full of springtime delight.

“Good, good, good. That’s a fine little thing. Then I won’t disturb you two.”

Madam Lu hurried downstairs. It wasn’t hard to guess what she was going to do.

“Why are you running around here in men’s clothes?”

Luo Qingyuan motioned for her to hurry down. After all, in broad daylight he didn’t want to be saddled with a bad reputation for liking men.

“The sect tournament is coming up, so I ran off. Then I heard senior brother was here.” Liu Wenyin blinked up at Luo Qingyuan.

She was Luo Qingyuan’s youngest junior sister, a girl he had “picked up” from a home with nowhere to belong. She was one year younger than him. Her white hair was natural, and people had always treated her like a monster, but Luo Qingyuan thought she was beautiful and took great care of her. As time went on, Liu Wenyin’s love for Luo Qingyuan grew to a frightening degree.

As a free and unrestrained martial prodigy, she should have been participating in the sect tournament, but she ran off at top speed. Especially after hearing that Luo Qingyuan had taken on a sex slave, she cut what should have been a five-day journey down to three.

“Besides, if I wear men’s clothes, people won’t stare.”

Rather than saying she disliked being looked at, it was more that she had a natural aversion to strangers. Only beside Luo Qingyuan could Liu Wenyin let down her guard and show her true self.

“We’re still eating. Come sit with us first.”

“We?”

Liu Wenyin tilted her head. A flicker passed over her otherwise expressionless face, and her grip on Luo Qingyuan’s hand tightened.

“Waaah... huh?”

Mo Huali, who was still wolfing down food, looked up and saw Luo Qingyuan leading back a handsome young man. A dozen possibilities flashed through her mind at once, and she went stiff. Her chopsticks clattered to the floor again and again.

“Hey! Your chopsticks! I’ll get you a new pair.”

“Master? Who is this?”

Just as Luo Qingyuan sat down, Liu Wenyin naturally sat beside him and stared at Mo Huali without saying a word.

“My junior sister Liu Wenyin. She ran out here dressed as a man.”

“What a beautiful person.”

Luo Qingyuan thought so too. He glanced at Liu Wenyin, who said nothing and simply untied her headscarf herself. A spill of soft white hair fell over her shoulders, and a cool, striking beauty appeared before Mo Huali.

“Mm, oh—”

Liu Wenyin was also a peerless beauty in the making, already showing her edge. Her bearing was extraordinary, and just sitting there gave people an unreal, otherworldly feeling.

“This is my sex slave, Mo Huali. She’s older than you, so she’s your elder sister,” Luo Qingyuan said with pride and delight, which made Liu Wenyin rarefy frown and study Mo Huali’s face closely.

“So it’s you? The one who stole the place that should have been mine, as senior brother’s first sex slave.”

“Huh?”

“Everything I have belongs to senior brother, but you actually became a sex slave before I did. I’m not happy.” Liu Wenyin said those words with eerie calm, making Luo Qingyuan sweat. His hand was almost crushed in her grip.

“Tonight, we’ll settle this in bed! Let’s see who can satisfy senior brother more!”

“Don’t! Don’t say that so loudly!”

Luo Qingyuan was nearly fainting. His junior sister had no idea what public space meant, and the louder she got, the more people around them started whispering. What a terrifying girl.

“Ah... okay.”

Mo Huali obediently nodded and picked up a new pair of chopsticks to keep eating.

“At least refuse her.”

“Huh? Was I supposed to refuse?”

Mo Huali looked at Luo Qingyuan with a slightly dumbfounded expression. He liked that look a lot, but the thought of Liu Wenyin joining in too gave him a headache.

The heart method of Zheyue Palace could only be learned once intercourse began. Liu Wenyin’s virginity was taken by Luo Qingyuan, and during their first time together she had shown astonishing sexual talent, able to do it brilliantly without any teaching, supposedly because she had learned it from books.

With talent like that, she was a true prodigy, learning at an incredible pace. Even relying only on martial training and not the lust arts, she had already reached Flying Flowers Ninth Heaven. Though she had a seductive body and jade-smooth skin, she would not dual cultivate with any man other than Luo Qingyuan. Since coming of age at fourteen, she had actually slept with Luo Qingyuan fewer than ten times.

When she heard that Luo Qingyuan wanted a sex slave, she nearly stripped on the spot and was ready to have wild sex with him. More devoted to her own desire than the senior sisters, she ended up disappointed when Luo Qingyuan refused.

At the time, Luo Qingyuan only thought of Liu Wenyin as his junior sister, more like a little sister, and didn’t have that intense possessiveness.

“Are you not eating any more?”

Liu Wenyin rubbed her stomach and shook her head.

“I can’t eat any more. If I get too fat, senior brother won’t want to fuck me.”

“You... forget it.”

Luo Qingyuan’s hanging nerves were dead now. He wanted nothing more than to vanish from there. The surrounding stares were far too sharp, so much so that he started shoveling food into his mouth even faster.

By the time they left the restaurant, night had fully settled in. The stars were scattered overhead, though the spreading lights from everywhere below made them seem less clear. Luo Qingyuan held Mo Huali’s hand with his left and had his right arm clamped tightly by Liu Wenyin. Even through the thin veil, he could feel her full breasts had grown even more ample. During the meal, Liu Wenyin had gone to Madam Lu and found a place to change clothes. As if refusing to lose, she had put on a revealing gauze dress that exposed her slender arms and legs and most of her soft chest. Her long legs kept slipping out through the slit in the skirt, her anklet bells chiming softly, and her tender white feet were especially tempting.

“Senior brother, do I have more womanly charm than before now?”

Liu Wenyin tilted her head and gazed faintly at Luo Qingyuan’s cheek. Her unpainted face became even more captivating under the shifting lights.

“Uh... do you want the truth?”

“Yes.”

“It’s a little too sexy.”

“That’s great. When we get back, I’ll let senior brother see the sexy side of me.” As she spoke, Liu Wenyin leaned her head on Luo Qingyuan’s shoulder. Walking became especially difficult, but she refused to change her posture.

The increase in how often people turned to look at them was exactly what Luo Qingyuan expected. Mo Huali was fine. After all, most people knew she was his sex slave, so even the sluttiest, most debauched pose was acceptable. But this was his junior sister. If the rumor spread back to Zheyue Palace and got embellished a few times, then he really would be finished. The senior sisters and junior sisters of Zheyue Palace were the ones he feared most.

Some people die of thirst, and others drown in water. Luo Qingyuan belonged to the latter group.

“There’s a pleasure boat—”

“Do you want to take a look?”

“Can we?!”

“Mm.”

Luo Qingyuan looked at Liu Wenyin again. She had no reaction, so he asked her too.

“And you?”

“As long as I’m beside senior brother, I don’t care where we go.”

Liu Wenyin’s flat, decisive answer made him relax quite a bit. He had been afraid she’d come up with some idea to go against Mo Huali. Both were his good little sisters, and balancing them was troublesome enough.

“Ahh, this way please!”

Luo Qingyuan paid for the three boat tickets and went straight aboard, only to realize that the people on this boat were, somehow, a little familiar.

Wait. You people do this too?

As Luo Qingyuan watched, the singers and dancers on the boat all seemed to be girls from Yuchun Tower. They also recognized Luo Qingyuan at a glance and came happily over to greet him.

“We even do this kind of work at Yuchun Tower?”

“It’s the Harvest Festival. The boss also took on some pleasure-boat work, together with Jingyou Pavilion in the neighboring town, to put on these waterborne pleasures.”

“Hey, Little Luo found another pretty sister. Why don’t you come look for sister instead~”

“No, this is my junior sister.”

Hearing that, the women all turned to look at Liu Wenyin. Their careful appraisal made Liu Wenyin hide behind Luo Qingyuan.

“What a striking little sister. Looks like the little brother only likes this sort of peerless beauty~”

“Such enviable looks and figure. Your junior sister can’t be younger than you, can she?”

“She’s one year younger, yes.”

The women on the pleasure boat all drew in a breath. This was the unfairness of the world.

“Well then, we’ll head over to the side first. You all work hard.”

Luo Qingyuan waved and led the two women down to the lower deck. The pleasure boat was unexpectedly large. Luo Qingyuan felt it was almost as big as a passenger cruise ship.

Laughter and flirtation drifted from every room doorway, and after looking at the interior decor as well, it seemed this pleasure boat had been built precisely for men and women to do these things.

The small room they were assigned to was filled with a faint floral scent. The bedding was all brand-new silk quilts, smooth and slick. The woman who led them here had told Luo Qingyuan they could stay until tomorrow morning. Only then did Luo Qingyuan understand what that absurd ticket price was about. It was so expensive he almost suspected he’d been cheated.

“This is... a list?”

Luo Qingyuan flipped open the register. It seemed they could choose the women they wanted to serve them.

“Senior brother, I don’t think you need this. Having me is enough.” Liu Wenyin snatched the register from his hand with her slender fingers and tossed it onto the table. Under Mo Huali’s astonished gaze, she began to take off her dress.

“Wait, wait—”

Luo Qingyuan’s eyes were drawn to Liu Wenyin’s cameltoe. Glimmering strands of moisture hung from her slit, and a tiny bullet vibrator became especially conspicuous as her shorts came off.

“You didn’t come stuffed with that, did you?”

“Mm... no, I came here driving a slave carriage.”

As she spoke, Liu Wenyin stripped herself bare. Her plump thighs kept rubbing together, and a flush spread across her face.

“What’s a slave carriage...”

Luo Qingyuan had heard of it, but didn’t know what it looked like. The things the researchers at Zheyue Palace made were unexpectedly modern.

“Those things don’t matter. Let’s look at them tomorrow. Today, can senior brother focus on me first?” Luo Qingyuan’s clothes were stripped off in a flash, and Liu Wenyin stared at that long-missed cock without hesitation before sitting down on it. Her warm cunt quickly wrapped around the shaft, gradually molding itself to Luo Qingyuan’s shape.

“Mm~”

Liu Wenyin’s two snow-white mounds of flesh pressed tightly against Luo Qingyuan. Her red lips came to his without the slightest patience, and her slick tongue fought desperately to pry open his teeth.

Mo Huali watched for a while, then, unable to bear it, stripped off her own clothes too and knelt beside Luo Qingyuan, using her breasts to massage his arm.

“Senior brother, does my pussy feel good?”

Liu Wenyin broke the kiss and rhythmically tightened her cunt, lifting her hips with exquisite tenderness. The lines of her legs were taut, making her all the more lovely.

“Very good.”

“Then, senior brother, can you use the Riotous Lust Secret Art on me?”

Liu Wenyin gathered up her own breasts, rubbing the two cherries against Luo Qingyuan’s body. Her walls grew even wetter, and her sweet breaths teased his will, before he realized it he had already used the Riotous Lust Secret Art on his junior sister.

“Hm~ mm~ Senior brother’s cock~ so big~ It feels so good thrusting inside me~” Maybe the atmosphere got to her too, because Mo Huali’s gaze grew more and more dazed. She grabbed Luo Qingyuan’s hand and guided it down beneath her, and the moment his fingers brushed her clit, her whole body jerked as if electrocuted, a slutty smile spreading across her face.

“Fuck me hard, senior brother. My pussy was born for senior brother’s cock alone. Ah~ ah~” No sooner had Liu Wenyin finished speaking than forceful thrusts spread through her womb. She came instantly, and the pleasure of climax slammed viciously into her head. The sex she had been deprived of for so long sent her suppressed lust surging up at once.

“When did our Xiaoyin turn into such a little slut?” Luo Qingyuan was dizzy too, caring only about emptying himself. His palm slapped hard against Liu Wenyin’s ass again and again, leaving many red finger marks on her pale cheeks. Her already sensitive body reached climax again from that stinging pain.

“Mmngh—ahhh—”

“Fuck me to death... with senior brother’s... big cock... fill up... mm~ fill up this little bitch’s... weak slutty cunt—” Luo Qingyuan locked Liu Wenyin’s waist tight and kept driving his harder and harder shaft in. Every thrust rammed straight into her cervix. Liu Wenyin, who had gone without relief for far too long, had already come four times in those ten minutes and was starting to slur her words.

Luo Qingyuan slapped Liu Wenyin’s left ass cheek, and her wanton gasping made him even fiercer, until he wanted nothing more than to shove the entire cock in.

“Where do you want me to cum?”

“Cum... cum in senior brother’s... senior brother’s special... special womb... fill it all up, hmm-hmm-hmm~”

“Then I’ll give it to you!”

“P-please—please let worthless me... get pregnant, ahhh—” Liu Wenyin was drenched in thick semen. Her jade feet trembled uncontrollably, and the seed she had dreamed of kept battering against her storage. Her sweat-sheened face was lit with a blissful smile.

“M-master~”

Liu Wenyin felt the change in her body. Her lower abdomen was hot, and when she looked down, a lewd mark was slowly burning itself into place, reading Cock Slave across it. She instantly sobered up a little more.

“Did you use seduction?”

“If I didn’t do that, Master wouldn’t use the Riotous Lust Secret Art on me~” Even though Liu Wenyin’s expression didn’t change, Luo Qingyuan could hear the thick pride in her tone.

“Sigh... then you’re my second sex slave.”

“Hee-hee...”

Liu Wenyin stood up from Luo Qingyuan, crouched down between his legs, and took the cock that had just ravaged her body into her mouth. She licked it with obvious enjoyment, sucking out the semen left in the urethra, while her lower body kept leaking white juice, drop by drop, onto the carpet.

“Mas-ter~”

Mo Huali bit her lip and made a sound that was almost pleading. Luo Qingyuan patted the head of the girl between his legs, signaling her to open up.

“Lulululu-shu...”

Liu Wenyin licked her lips, still unsatisfied, and slurped the semen from the corner of her mouth into her own mouth too, swallowing it with gurgling gulps.

“Time to switch. No being spoiled.”

Luo Qingyuan pried Liu Wenyin’s fingers off his cock. Even when she let out unhappy huffs, he still wouldn’t let her keep cleaning him with her mouth.

Liu Wenyin obediently sat off to the side and drank the tea that had been prepared for them. She had lost quite a bit of liquid just now, so it was better to replenish some.

Mo Huali sat sideways on Luo Qingyuan’s lap. The cock that had been building up brushed against her pussy lips, then slipped through them without the slightest resistance and pushed into the narrow passage. Luo Qingyuan’s hands grasped those two horny breasts and kneaded them from top to bottom. Watching the nipples slowly stand up, he pressed his fingertips beneath them and teased them lightly; the way they bounced back was especially amusing.

“Master~ this sex slave wants to be filled up with your cum too~”

Mo Huali rubbed her cheek coquettishly against Luo Qingyuan's, rocking her hips back and forth. She could feel the cock inside her still swelling further, pressing hard against her sweet little opening.

"I keep feeling like Huali's little nipples have gotten bigger. What's going on?"

"Mm~ Master kneaded them bigger. They're trying to flatter Master~"

"Is that so? Then—"

Luo Qingyuan pinched the two nipples, tugging them outward while rubbing them. This was one of his favorite games; every time he did it, Mo Huali would make those adorable little sounds, and her body would give off an even more seductive scent.

"Master, touch me here too~"

Mo Huali stroked his calf with her silk-clad feet, then took Luo Qingyuan's forearm in her right hand and guided it toward her little bud.

"Mm—ah~ Master's so good at touching me..."

Mo Huali was even sluttier than the prostitutes outside right now. Every so often her thin lips would brush the corner of Luo Qingyuan's mouth as she giggled.

Liu Wenyin had originally had a few complaints about Mo Huali, but now she realized she really couldn't compare to her. On the level of pure sluttiness, she was far behind, and so she watched even more closely as Mo Huali moved.

After months of training, Mo Huali was already a complete little slut. She knew how to work her waist and belly far better than any ordinary prostitute, her inner walls constantly sucking Luo Qingyuan's shaft while her buttocks massaged him, gradually flushing pink.

"You little slut, if you worked clients at Yuchun Tower, you'd be the top girl for sure."

"It's all thanks to Master's good training~ your sex slave is only this shameless because of it~"

Mo Huali pressed her breasts against Luo Qingyuan, and the soft, yielding feel only drove his thrusts harder.

"Haah~ Master's fucking feels so good... this sex slave's going to cum..."

She also sped up her hip movements, the bed creaking under them while the air filled with a thick, animal heat.

"Eep—"

Another gush of thick white cum blasted straight into her womb. Mo Huali's tender feet twitched, her pretty cunt opening and closing with each breath, and the pleasure of her climax stripped all control from her limbs, leaving her limp and useless on Luo Qingyuan's cock.

Luo Qingyuan kneaded her gorgeous ass, then kissed her nipples in satisfaction. He bit down and tugged one up, and the moment he let go, Mo Huali seemed to rocket up to heaven again, letting out soft, whimpering moans.

"Hoo—"

A curtain of light suddenly rose. Luo Qingyuan felt dizzy in an instant, his body falling back out of control as he plunged directly into unconsciousness.

"Master~ Master? Master!"

"Master!"

Congratulations, you've obtained your second sex slave.

Luo Qingyuan opened his hazy eyes. A glowing mass of mist flowed continuously before him, and the voice just now had come from inside it.

What are you?

Luo Qingyuan shook his head, and the groggy feeling in his mind gradually faded.

If I had to say, I'm the will of the world, or you could call me the Dao of this world.

The Dao?

That's right.

Then what do you want with me?

The mist flickered for a moment. When it spoke to Luo Qingyuan again, its tone had become much stiffer.

You are the forty-third one. Your unlocked abilities are all related to the lewd path. The more sex slaves you have, the faster your cultivation rises and the stronger you become, but martial techniques will still be difficult for you to learn. Use your lewd arts to make your place in this world.

Current mission: obtain one more sex slave within a year, and that slave's cultivation must be higher than your own, or you will die when the time is up.

The mist paused again, then returned to its original tone.

That's how it is. Pleasure always comes with a price. You will meet each other, you will kill each other. All of it is for this world's great cause of survival.

Wait a second! Why do I feel like I don't understand any of this?

Move quickly and strengthen yourself. The first calamity is about to arrive.

The mist did not answer Luo Qingyuan's question, only continued stating what it wanted him to know.

Survive the calamity and you'll receive rewards; fail, and you die. Pay attention to the notifications.

The next moment, Luo Qingyuan was kicked out of the boundless sea of consciousness and returned to his body. The two little sex slaves beside him looked at him anxiously and worriedly, and the instant he opened his eyes, both women lit up with excitement.

"Master!"

"It's nothing. I just got a little dizzy all of a sudden. I'll be fine after a rest."

"Then we won't do it."

Mo Huali hugged Luo Qingyuan, her eyes red as she worried he might have suffered some kind of accident.

"Master, if you feel unwell, you have to say so."

"Mm... For some reason, hearing you call me that feels really weird."

Luo Qingyuan looked at Liu Wenyin's face, a subtle expression appearing on his own.

"Master is Master. I, ah no, a sex slave has principles."

"Why are you copying Huali too?"

"This sex slave thinks there are many things about sister worth learning carefully, so I have to do this."

When Mo Huali heard Liu Wenyin call her sister, her expression kept changing before finally settling on delight.

"Well, as long as you two get along, I don't really care."

Liu Wenyin took Mo Huali's hand and climbed onto the bed with her. The two of them pressed against Luo Qingyuan on his left and right, both pairs of generous breasts serving him, while the soft touch of their inner thighs was also wonderfully comfortable.

"So, how does sister serve Master?"

"Eh? That... well..."

The two women began chatting like a pair of prostitutes, never forgetting to use their breasts to give Luo Qingyuan pleasure.

After listening for a while to the two absolute vixens, Luo Qingyuan felt that Liu Wenyin would definitely make huge progress in her mental method in the days ahead, though his own cock was probably going to be pretty tired.

Luo Qingyuan looked out the window. Fireworks bloomed and reflected on the lake, lantern light shimmered in the distance, travelers laughed and played on the bridge, waving sparklers.

He was only looking, but his thoughts were still trapped in the illusion from just now. He still didn't understand it, but the light curtain he had summoned had truly begun a countdown, heralding his death. The unknown of this world tightened around his heart once more.

"Master? Your sex slave will always stay by your side."

"This slut slave will too."

"Why did you change to another weird self-address? Don't tell me you think it's fun?"

With you two here, life is really good—

Luo Qingyuan drew the two women into his arms, one arm around each of them, and kissed their lips in turn. His hands each gripped one breast from each woman, weighing them against each other.

"Huali's are softer and springier, while Little Yin's are a bit perkier. They're both great tits."

"Eek~"

"It does seem a bit harder than Sister Huali's..."

The colorful pleasure boat drifted by, the air thick with fragrance and music. Warm soft jade in his arms, Luo Qingyuan once again took up the spear and mounted, rising and falling amid the white waves.