These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu's smile was somewhat forced. It wasn't that she was unhappy or burdened; she just suddenly felt that she didn't know how to respond, and any response she gave would seem pale.

Luo Beihuang smiled and said, "You said you were afraid I would regret it... Actually, I want to tell you that if it weren't for tonight, it would be the biggest regret. If even one in ten thousand unexpected events hadn't occurred, I would have felt that it was too late. If something had actually happened, I would have regretted not entrusting everything to you at this time."

Wei Tu looked at Luo Beihuang's face.

The girl bravely looked into her own eyes, even as her cheeks flushed and her body temperature rose noticeably. Under this ambiguous atmosphere, no one could escape the enchanting vortex.

"I'm not a person who likes making promises..."

Wei Tu said softly, his hand stroking Luo Beihuang's delicate cheek.

Then he laughed.

"But I will definitely keep my promise. At this moment, anything I say may seem like deceiving you, but... I will never let you go again."

Luo Beihuang didn't know why, even though he was smiling, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

I don't know why the word 'again' is used.

But she nodded.

"kindness."

Wei Tu stopped talking and moved closer to Luo Beihuang, then pressed his cheek against hers, just as the young girl slightly closed her eyes.

Their lips met.

He savored it carefully, as if it were an act of atonement.

In his previous life, Luo Beihuang may never have told him she liked him. He was either oblivious or pretending to be stupid, and he never got any closer to her.

The self-deceptive act of getting along under the guise of friendship is actually so hurtful.

He reached out and gently stroked the girl's arm upwards until he reached her shoulder.

Luo Beihuang's body still reacted somewhat, but her response was to hug Wei Tu's neck tightly with both hands.

This brought the two of them closer together.

When Wei Tu's palm touched the woman's chest, he felt her warm touch.

Luo Beihuang couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

Wei Tu parted his lips, and the girl's eyes, which had been locked in a passionate embrace, became completely dazed, as if she had surrendered everything to him and allowed him to control her.

Wei Tu squinted and reached out to unbutton the thin clothes that Luo Beihuang had specially changed into.

Her bra underneath was exposed.

This woman's figure is naturally not as exaggerated as Mu Xitong's or Ran Xinxue's.

However, she is in no way inferior to Su Mi and Jiang Ying.

Her full breasts, with the cleavage created by the pressure, possessed a unique, delicate beauty characteristic of a young girl.

The aroma filled the air.

That was a valley filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Every inch of the flavor is intoxicating.

He gently lifted it, and the mountains trembled slightly.

Fair-skinned, full-figured, and with a slightly perky shape.

A captivating curve and shape.

Luo Beihuang had already closed her eyes shyly; she couldn't open them.

No matter how brave you are, you can't face the sight of someone playing with your body.

When his palm completely covered it.

"kindness……"

Luo Beihuang couldn't help but let out a suppressed sigh. His palms were so warm and thick, and his fingers were so long and slender.

She also felt satisfied.

Wei Tu could transform them into any shape, but he wouldn't go too far until he finally couldn't bear it any longer and lowered his head.

"Ah~~"

Luo Beihuang's voice couldn't help but rise in pitch.

She hugged the boy's head.

It was as if he was being urged to exert more force, but she herself seemed to become even more pathetic.

My chest gradually became wet, and I could hear sucking sounds coming from it.

The girl's cheeks were burning hot.

She felt herself constantly sinking deeper and deeper into depravity.

Anyone would get lost in such a dark night, let alone oneself.

Wei Tu didn't forget the movement of his hands. He traced his hand down along the other woman's waistline until he separated her legs.

The girl, who was completely limp and powerless, seemed to be at his mercy until her most sensitive senses came through, at which point she instinctively reacted.

At this moment, Wei Tu had already lifted her head from her chest and was smiling as she looked at Luo Beihuang, whose face was now flushed.

he asks.

Are you afraid of pain?

Luo Beihuang was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and glared at Wei Tu with embarrassment and anger.

"You... bastard..."

Wei Tu pressed down on her and cupped her face in his hands.

Speak softly.

"Shout out the pain, and shout out the joy too."

P.S.: I was busy moving a few days ago, so I couldn't take care of things here. I also got rear-ended yesterday. I won't go into how unlucky I've been these past few days. I'm staying home and writing in seclusion until Xuebao comes over!

131 I will always remember this day.

[Rustle and rustle—]

The night wind blew through the forest, rustling the leaves on the treetops.

The moonlight shines in the sky, illuminating the world.

Every inch of silvery light falling on the roof looked like solidified white frost.

Pure and beautiful.

At this moment, in the dim... no, completely dark room, the girl's body seemed to be glowing.

Luo Beihuang's body was dazzlingly white; every inch of her was so beautiful, so delicate that it seemed as if no pores could be seen.

Her eyes, however, were the opposite of her pure white body; they were now hazy, as if covered with the color of flowers.

It is pink, and dreamlike, with countless petals settling within it.

But those glistening drops, like dew on flower petals, were about to overflow from my eyes, yet they lingered and did not fall.

She appeared pitiful and extremely moving.

But the sound emanating from that slightly suppressed throat was both plaintive and tinged with suppressed joy.

In fact, Wei Tu knew how she was feeling; she had no experience with this.

The most painful moment has passed.

Women at this level wouldn't be afraid of this level of pain, but Luo Beihuang still reacted strongly.

Because she now felt genuinely satisfied, and felt that she finally belonged to this boy, the man who was pressing down on her and spreading her legs.

The pain was indeed negligible, but her voice sounded as if she were welcoming the other person's arrival.

And I felt genuinely moved.

This moment should be remembered forever in life, the moment when you completely belong to it.

There was no sense of loss.

Because it's never about regret.

From the very first meeting, it was as if I had a premonition, as if that one glance was destined, and it seemed to indicate that they would have a different story in the future.

I never imagined there would be a day like this.

But when all of this happens, it seems as if it should have happened, as if it were a natural progression, and I won't feel regret or confusion because of anything else.

Her smooth arms tightly embraced the boy's broad shoulders, making him feel as if he wanted to melt into her embrace, into her body, and completely become one with her.

Her eyes were wide open, and she was breathing softly through her nose.

She couldn't help but whisper it again.

Are you...happy?

Wei Tu knew what kind of emotional turmoil the girl would experience at this time.

Instead of hastily and impatiently starting the next stage of the action, he answered the other party.

"I'm very happy."

It's actually quite sad. What's sad is that, even though they were so close in their previous life, it felt like there was a galaxy separating them because of me.

If everything that's happening now is because of my act of compensation, then it's too unfair to her.

Fortunately, Wei Tu confirmed that he liked and loved this girl.

Is it happiness to feel that she belongs to you and there is no way out? Of course, there is no happier moment than having a girl you are sure you love and who loves you deeply.

It is something that no amount of gold, silver, power, or status can buy.

Upon hearing Wei Tu's reply, a tear rolled down Luo Beihuang's cheek. It would not disappear; even if it dried on the sheets, it would forever flow in the depths of this woman's heart.

“I’m so happy…really happy. Remember, I asked you before what it feels like to like someone.”

"Yes, I remember."