The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

Please have pity on me.

Ultimately, she was still a virgin.

Therefore, Yang Guo still holds the dominant position.

Li Mochou was not the type to be submissive, but at this moment, she was so shy that she didn't even dare to look at him.

I never knew that having a layer of clothing was so important.

Just like now, her eyes were tightly closed; she didn't dare to open them at all.

Her brows were furrowed, and her face showed pain.

"Husband, is this right?"

Li Mochou was puzzled. Why was this time different from before? The pain made her grit her teeth.

Yang Guo tenderly stroked her pretty face.

A blush naturally appears, breathtakingly beautiful.

This woman, who could have easily adopted a mature and sophisticated image, has instead perfectly embodied both gentleness and youthful innocence.

How could Li Mochou, who had just forced Yang Guo to endure all that he had accumulated over the past few days, possibly bear it?

"Don't worry, be good."

Li Mochou could only shed tears.

Yang Guo gently smoothed out her furrowed brows.

Li Mochou felt her lover's affection and gradually relaxed.

Yang Guo was also helpless.

Weren't Huang Rong and the others on good terms before?

He thought he was very experienced, but he didn't expect that it would be ineffective against Li Mochou.

He forgot that Huang Rong and Cheng Yaojia had been in charge of everything in the early stages.

Even Zhao Xichen accomplished everything under the personal instruction and guidance of Cheng Yaojia.

He only knows brute force.

However, as the two gradually improved their skills, this martial art once again found a place to be used.

Li Mochou's fist and foot techniques are not weak, after all, she practices palm techniques, albeit poisonous ones.

However, he had never met a woman who lacked flexibility.

At this moment, Li Mochou felt as if she were a puppet being manipulated by a puppeteer.

Her mind was perfectly clear, and she could perceive everything in the outside world.

But the body is out of control.

She gripped the blankets tightly, hiding her pretty face.

"Madam, did you know that piglets sleep with their butts sticking up?"

"Ah...you're talking nonsense, you're not allowed to say it...or I'll...slap you to death right now..."

But how could she possibly be a match for Yang Guo?

In the end, no one knows who filmed whom.

Her dark hair had already clung to her cheeks, while the rest was haphazardly draped over her back.

In just a short while, she felt him gently tidy her hair and place it in his hands.

"My husband, my husband."

Yang Guo was puzzled.

I don't know why she's calling out.

So I instinctively turned her pretty face towards me.

He whispered in her ear, "What is it, Madam?"

Li Mochou sensed that her lover remained as strong as ever.

"My husband, Mochou is really tired."

Yang Guo looked at the woman, who was drenched in sweat, as if she had just finished taking a bath.

They knew she was no longer capable of winning the battle.

"Is it almost... almost dawn?"

Yang Guo asked in confusion, "Is it lit up?"

Let it be light when it gets light.

Does she still care about day or night?

Li Mochou turned over and lay in Yang Guo's arms.

"My lord, how long has it been?"

Yang Guo didn't calculate the time, but he figured the whole process must have been quite long.

After all, Yang Guo couldn't move an inch at the beginning.

He was afraid of hurting the woman in his arms.

Only then did the two truly appreciate each other's presence.

During this time, Yang Guo could only keep provoking the woman.

"Moon, Jia'er is very relaxed like this."

"Moon, you're the senior sister. Don't you want to teach Long'er how to be a woman from your experience?"

"Moon, yes, a little higher. You're so good."

In the end, Yang Guo let her go, and under the cover of night, he carried her to the Ancient Tomb and climbed uphill.

"Yes, my husband, it's over there. Keep going forward."

"Oh dear, it's not this way, it's that way! Don't go the wrong way again."

Yang Guo followed her guidance and arrived at the highest point.

The area is shrouded in mist, resembling a perpetual fog.

"My husband, this is it."

Even though Li Mochou didn't say it, Yang Guo sensed it too.

"So, you usually come here to bathe?"

The mountaintop is actually a natural hot spring resort.

"My grandmaster and master used to come often, but I don't think my junior sister will come."

Yang Guo thought that made sense; Xiaolongnu had little desire for material things before, so she wouldn't be able to enjoy herself like this.

Yang Guo put her into the spring.

Li Mochou lay by the spring, not daring to look at him. Even though everything was shrouded in white mist, she still couldn't face him.

Yang Guo was also helpless. He had clearly opened his heart, so why was he so much more shy than before?

Yang Guo gently turned her around and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Yue'er."

"Ah? What's wrong, husband?" she replied, her head bowed.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Huh? Go to hell."

He struck Yang Guo with a palm strike filled with anger.

Yang Guo: ?

Yang Guo couldn't help but wonder what he had just said. Wasn't I concerned about her?

However, seeing her full of energy, one can only marvel at how truly this natural healing spring is worthy of its name.

It's only been a short while, and we can fight again.

Then, a captivating melody filled the air.

Don't know how long.

"Husband, please spare Yue'er. Go... go find your junior sister, I've given my permission, I've given my permission, please?"

Yang Guo would never choose the more distant option.

Everything was shrouded in white mist; the moon, the sun, and the forest were all invisible.

But the sound of the water waves was so clear and audible.

Finally, it returned to the darkness and disappeared.

"My husband, no, it's inside."

Yang Guo was puzzled; this was the first woman like this he had ever met.

"Mo Chou?"

Li Mochou's face was flushed, and she could barely speak.

But she still insisted, "Husband, Mochou wants to give birth to a son or daughter as soon as possible."

"what?"

"What are you doing? You don't like it?" Li Mochou's voice suddenly became fierce.

"Yes, yes."

Seeing that her husband was still puzzled, Li Mochou continued, "Husband, Mochou is a little... a little old."

is it?

Yang Guo thought to himself, "Li Mochou should only be twenty-seven or twenty-eight now, right?"

But he looks too young.

Little Dragon Girl looks even younger. She is clearly four or five years older than Yang Guo, but she looks much younger than him.

He often forgot the age of these women, after all, their appearances were too deceptive.

Even the eldest, Cheng Yaojia, looks to be only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but in reality, she is one or two years older than Huang Rong.

"Moon, you are most beautiful right now."

Li Mochou embraced Yang Guo, letting him do as he pleased.

A broken voice came: "Husband, the Yang family should also have new blood."

Yang Guo didn't care about these things, but it was obvious that these women would care a lot.

"What, trying to compete for the position of eldest son and grandson? But the Yang family has nothing but Yang Guo."

Yang Guo joked.

Li Mochou spat softly, then dared not pay too much attention to her lover's actions.

"Then you wait and see if Cheng Yaojia will keep bothering you next time. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. I can't be later than her, can I?"

When she said that, Yang Guo suddenly remembered that he had never noticed it before, even though so much time had passed.

Why didn't Huang Rong and Cheng Yaojia make a move?

Zhao Xichen won the lottery that one time, even though he didn't believe it.

Little did he know that without parental consent and a matchmaker's arrangement, how would a woman cope if she became pregnant before marriage?

Although Huang Rong and Cheng Yaojia didn't care about this, they still had to consider their own father's reputation.

So they've just been carrying a heavy burden all along.

Li Mochou is now officially married to him, which is why she had this idea.

Li Mochou didn't try to enlighten him.