CHAPTER 114: BREAKING LUAN YANYU.

Zhao Fan moved closer, his hand reaching to pull down her robe, revealing her snow-like skin, a perfect beauty, like a painting carved by heaven itself, even after all these years, she seemed to maintain her beauty like a fresh lily just after the rain.

"Even so, grace is still young, and has beauty that many women could die for, even so, this Young Master isn’t blind to not see it," he said as he ran his hand over her smooth back, fingers tracing the curves of her spine towards her slender plump peaches. They were really like peaches.

She shivered under his touch, her skin pebbling slightly, the sensation was both foreign yet familiar... She wanted to say something but couldn’t fathom what words to utter. She had done few times with her husband, but it wasn’t so electric.

"There is no point clinging to your past, just because your past had you in a better place doesn’t mean it will stay forever. You should be thankful your husband is still keeping you here. I have seen many sects, where the woman is thrown to the street as soon as she is deemed useless, you are someone who has been in the world, so, I don’t need to say more..." Zhao Fan spoke grabbing her buttock. It was soft and firm, truly magical yet delightful.

"Nnngh..." She tried to hold a moan but couldn’t even after biting her lips hard.

The air around her seemed to thicken, his breath warm against her nape. She knew what he was trying to do, and she hated it for not being able to say anything. She had already thought of many things but this? He was so dominating... And she felt so submissive.

But no... He can’t gain the upper hand, she needs to gain momentum.

"I am aware," she said, her voice steady despite the tremors under her skin. "I also know that sometimes, the past is all one has to hold onto. You speak of survival, but survival is not merely living. It is remembering who we were, even when we must become someone else to endure... You are toying here with my body, humiliating me again and again, I wonder what Young Master’s goal is, in the end, you just want to stick your thing into my hole... Is it not? What’s the point of all this talk?"

"Exactly, in the end, you will just be accepting my thing into your hole, so what’s the point of all this talk?" Zhao Fan replied effortlessly.

"This... Ah." She felt so helpless.

He was correct, why is she so stubborn? Could it be that she has offended the young master while trying to stand up for herself? Could her thinking be wrong somewhere?

She tried to figure it out but couldn’t think of anything else... But how can she be wrong, she did what a woman would do, she removed her robe, revealing her jade-like body, the breasts big and ripe, perfect navel with a pink cave between her legs, which was already wet, understanding her situation. Well, hope mouth may be dishonest but the lower one sure is honest.

"It’s all empty talk... You came here to stick your meat into mine, so, do it... I have to cultivate, but... But... I wonder what cultivation resources did my husband received..." she hated it. She felt like a prostitute but the one who benefited from all the rewards was her husband. Life is so unfair.

"You speak as if, I have nothing else to do, but then again, my Yang is indeed building up and I need to release it, but the way you phrase it, I sound like a villain and you are a caged bird with no fate left to move... Alas, I have little pity to spare... But seeing how stubborn and arrogant you look, I think it’s worth breaking you even further..." Zhao Fan had a sinister smirk on his face.

"You... You... You..." While she stammered, Zhao Fan pulled her towards him and higging her from behind, his hands instinctively reaching to her breasts, hands pinching her nipples.

"Annn... Ahhh... You... You are but a beast... Hnnnghhh, mmm..." she moaned while calling him a beast between her moans.

"You are quite something... If you manage to hold for 2 minutes, I will release you and listen earnestly to what you have to say," he said while his hand was busy massaging her breast and nipples.

"Haah, haa, two minutes?" she asked in surprise. "So easy? You just want to make me beg, don’t you?... Nnn... Mm ...nnnnnggh..."

"Maybe," Zhao Fan replied. "Maybe, I just want you to enjoy for a while." He lifted her breast and leaned down to her neck and started sucking on her nipples. It was sweet, like a ripe grape, a little salty, like the ocean, and warm, like the sun. His lips and teeth playfully worked on her nipples.

"Annn... Nnngggghhh... You are such a beast, mmmm..." She moaned again while cursing him, she felt a strange sensation moving from her Yin core to her mind, and her mind back to Yin core.

Zhao Fan, with a smirk, reached his hand towards her cave, which was already filled with the river, and played with her lips, fingers rubbing on her yin bud, her cave was already dripping, as if it was waiting for his touch.

She was so submissive, a little weak and helpless against his touch.

"Annn... Mmmm... Ahhh, Hnnngghhh..." she moaned and moaned while cursing him with her weak heart. She showed how truthful and weak her body was compared to her rebellious nature.

"Go on... Tell me what you were saying, could it be that you think I am young and easy to out under your clutch after some pity and sympathy. Having no way of words, you just undressed, isn’t this why?" He mocked further while his finger moved into her tight passage of her cave.

It was so warm and tight, but also slippery from the nectar of a sweet feminine flower. His fingers easily slid in and out, in and out.

"Mmmmm, mmm, nnngghh, ahh, haa... Hhaaa..." She was moaning and moaning, her face turning red in shame. She wanted to curse but her mind remained filled with pleasure. She couldn’t think straight.

Zhao Fan continued to play with her cave while he looked at her face with coldness.

"Annnnnn, haaa, hhaaa, hnnnngghhh, ahhh..." She couldn’t help but moan loudly. The pleasure was too strong. She wanted him to stop but couldn’t say anything else, she felt her spring breeze building up, waiting to be released.

"You are quite the lustful one, a woman who can’t help but submit to wanton needs of depravity, for such a mouth that was born just to awaken the pillars of masculine jade, you do blubber unnecessarily," Zhao Fan let go of her nipples and bit her ear, causing her to release her spring water.

"HaannnnnnnnnNNNNNNNNNN!!!"

She squirted shamelessly, her body trembled violently but Zhao Fan kept her from falling to the ground.

"How unfortunate, I thought grace would at least last for a few more seconds, but, alas, grace is but a cheap woman, who can’t even speak a word after her cave was touched," Zhao Fan added.

"You..." she was about to say something but her lower lip zapped violently. It was saying it needed a big thing to penetrate her.

"Be honest... I know what you think, how you think, and why, I can see through you. You act like you are your husband’s pawn but secretly you are also happy that he himself wants to send you to a better man. Yet here you talk about a vow, decree, do you truly think I believe that you value your marriage, you are doing this out of your husband’s order? Shameless, cheap but cunning... No matter what you try to say, having your son dead, you no longer value any connection with that man, you want to start anew, yet you feel little guilty towards the dead son... In the end, a single thread of the past is what’s bothering you, aside from that, all is nothing but a vague... As I have said, stop clinging to false hope... This Young Master is from what you can comprehend. If you want to start anew, start it..." he added, tone like ice but words profound.

She looked at him with lust-clouded eyes, what he said made her feel conscious heavy. It would be a lie to say what he said was wrong. She had the hope that after being with Zhao Fan, being mature she could make him feel guilty and pity, so she could forever gain the upper hand. But he can’t see through her.

It is as he said... If she wanted she had many choices. Her husband isn’t someone who can force her body for someone’s pleasure. She did want Zhao Fan, he was talented, powerful, and far better than her husband, so what’s more needed... Obviously an upper hand. She wanted to be in utmost control. She didn’t want what happened to repeat again. She wanted to be in charge, wanting everything to be done as she wished.

But alas wanting everything to do as you wish is but a hope, never to be achieved.

But is it wrong? Doesn’t everyone have false hopewhwre they believe everything will go as they want?