These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu looked at this perfect woman, whose long eyelashes trembled slightly.

A vibrant peach blush touched her fair cheeks.

Her long hair, illuminated by the sunlight, seemed to radiate golden light like the rising sun.

Every inch of her skin is so delicate; no matter how skilled a painter is, they could not capture such color.

He smiled and extended his hand.

Luo Beihuang stared blankly at Wei Tu's outstretched hand, her face flushing even more.

"You...you're thinking of something bad again."

She spoke in a soft, mosquito-like voice, so Wei Tu reached out a little closer, but he didn't take her hand.

"you……"

Luo Beihuang seemed unsure of what to do. She actually had several options; she could even turn around and leave, or take a few steps back. But looking at his smile, she blushed and gently placed her delicate hand into the young man's.

Wei Tu grabbed her hand, and with just a slight pull, the girl seemed to lose all her strength and staggered to his side.

Between Wei Tu's legs was the delicate body of this young girl.

The air began to mix, like the confluence of two rivers.

It wasn't a violent collision, but a gentle fusion.

This situation left Luo Beihuang, who had no experience whatsoever, blushing and at a loss for what to do.

Wei Tu gently wrapped his arms around her waist.

Then he rested his head on her soft, firm belly.

"so tired……"

He spoke softly, and although he still had a smile on his face, these rare words made Luo Beihuang feel a little heartache.

Without thinking, and with some hesitation, she still reached out and stroked his long black hair.

"If you're tired, take a rest..."

Wei Tu gently inhaled the calming scent emanating from her; it was so light and pleasant.

"But I can't rest... I can't stop."

Listening to him speak with such ease and casualness, as if he were a country bumpkin about to do farm work saying: "Even if the weather is bad today, we can't forget to work..."

Luo Beihuang had a vague idea of ​​how much responsibility this young man carried. Otherwise, her mother-in-law would have no reason to come here with her and specifically seek out this young man to speak with him.

After considering this aspect, Luo Beihuang felt genuinely sorry for the young man.

She never complained about her boring life, nor did she ever think about whether she would live such a life of idleness forever, but she felt sorry for the boy's current state.

It's as if you can feel the pressure this boy is suppressing...

Is this what they mean by "like"?

Not only will I be happy to see him, but I will also be sad because he is sad.

Luo Beihuang thought for a moment, then let go of his hands and moved them behind his waist, removing the boy's hands. Then, under Wei Tu's gaze, she squatted down and looked at his face.

She reached out and gently touched his cheek.

The movement was awkward; she had never done it before. She felt flustered, yet it also felt like something she had to do.

Her eyes were watery, and her cheeks were rosy.

"It's okay... I'll help you no matter what, and you've already done a great job."

Wei Tu couldn't tell whether he wanted to laugh or what, and there was no hint of sarcasm in his expression.

I'm just a little self-deprecating; it turns out that even someone like me needs a lot of comfort.

They seem to think that being comforted is being pretentious, and they tend to avoid sharing their difficulties with people they care about.

Because I always felt that it would have no purpose other than making them worry for no reason.

The problem still exists, and I won't allow them to take risks for me.

But these youthful yet gentle words were just right.

Like a warm bowl of soup on a winter morning.

Like a glass of sour plum drink on a summer afternoon, it soothed my heart.

He didn't hold back much, just like last time, just like on the city wall of the Shang Kingdom, he slowly moved his cheek closer.

Luo Beihuang seemed a little uncomfortable and subconsciously tilted her head back.

However, Wei Tu's neck and cheeks were still sticking forward, and Luo Beihuang, after only a moment's hesitation, went to meet him with a blush on her pretty face.

I seem to have forgotten what a kiss feels like.

This time, when the boy's lips touched her soft lips, she didn't experience the same panic that made her brain explode like before.

It was as if they had finally welcomed a familiar guest.

An opportunity finally arrived that made her overjoyed.

She responded somewhat awkwardly, but the boy's movements were so gentle, as if softly enveloping her, filled with the warmth of sunshine...

It feels a lot like being in the Polar Sun Palace... It seems the girl only realized this now.

Why does this boy's aura feel so familiar... so warm, without the slightest resistance?

She closed her eyes slightly, but couldn't help opening them a crack, her face flushed as she looked into the boy's eyes, which were so close to hers.

Hmm... he had his eyes closed too.

The boy closed his eyes, as if he were sinking into a sweet dream, and Luo Beihuang felt a wave of emotion wash over her.

Suddenly, I felt the most heart-stirring touch, as if my heart was filled with joy. I didn't know where to put my hands; I just wanted to hold him and do my best to please him.

It would be better to feel more deeply... and to be closer to him.

It seemed as if her body's instincts had become strange, and she was gently wriggling her body in his arms.

Oh no... it feels like it's on fire.

My gaze grew increasingly unfocused, and my eyelids felt heavier and heavier, as if I were about to fall asleep. Everything was driven by my body's instincts.

I seem to lack the awareness to take initiative, and it's as if I can't even think about anything else.

He simply controls everything.

He kissed her gently until he released her lips, which seemed to be a little swollen and red.

However, Luo Beihuang subconsciously opened her eyes and looked at the boy, seemingly puzzled as to why he had let go.

This lingering feeling made Luo Beihuang subconsciously a little shy.

But soon, he looked at himself and smiled.

Then he gently kissed his own lips, as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water.

Then it fell onto my cheek.

"Well……"

The delicate woman's body trembled slightly, and every inch of her body that he kissed stirred up different ripples.

Cheeks, nostrils, or under-eye bags.

It was my own sensitive earlobe.

Then it was my chin, followed by my delicate neck.

Everything seemed to bear his mark.

Her hands gripped his clothes tightly from behind, as if she never wanted to let go.

But a lifetime can be long or short, as long as it can be, and as short as it can be.

It wasn't until the boy's lips reached her collarbone that she was slightly surprised to find that her collar had been pulled open a little bit at some point.

The sensitive area, untouched by anyone, was now exposed to his view, and the cold wind sent shivers down his spine.

Luo Beihuang watched the boy's movements with a dazed expression, watching him lower his head.

Yet she seemed unable to even put up a fight, only able to reach out in a daze... like a mother comforting her child, helplessly running her fingers through his black hair.

The sensation of each strand of hair slipping through my fingers, and the strange feeling of his moist, yet burning lips landing on my delicate skin.

It's wonderful, and impossible to refuse.

Until his hand slipped under the hem of her dress.

That's going too far...

Luo Beihuang could no longer deceive herself and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Then she twisted her body and cupped the boy's chin with both hands, making him lift his head.

She looked at him with a mixture of confusion and reproach in her eyes as he teased her.

"You bastard... what are you going to do?"

Wei Tu gently stroked her cheek, her delicate skin, and then the corner of her lips with his other free hand.

She has such a charming and naturally alluring appearance.

"Thank you."

He said with a smile.

Luo Beihuang looked at the boy with a reproach.

"It's too much to thank me for something like this..."

Wei Tu shook his head, leaned his face close to hers, and inhaled the fragrance of her hair from her shoulder.

"No... thank you so much for coming, like a tree that needs sunlight."

"Idiot, you're the sunshine..."

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