"Oh~"
Zhu Zhuqing's small lips parted slightly as she tilted her head back, clinging tightly to Tang Yin's neck. An involuntary, soul-trembling moan escaped her.
Just lifting his foot to take a single step up the stairs was enough to send such intense waves of pleasure through her.
And there were still many more steps to reach the second floor.
The rest of the climb would surely draw countless more cries from her.
Sure enough.
The next second.
As Tang Yin took another step up the stairs, his thigh shifted, and the Lightning Poison Dragon Drill buried deep inside Zhu Zhuqing's tunnel plunged even further, crashing against the walls of her womb.
Before she could even react, Tang Yin had already climbed several more steps. With each movement, his Lightning Poison Dragon Drill ruthlessly hammered against her innermost depths. In an instant, a terrifying flood burst through the tunnel, gushing out in a wild torrent.
Like a dam breaking, the deluge surged forth uncontrollably.
On the second-floor corridor railing.
A Yin had originally intended to retreat into the room when she saw Tang Yin carrying Zhu Zhuqing upstairs. But the moment she caught sight of Zhu Zhuqing's expression as Tang Yin ascended the stairs, she couldn't help but keep watching.
And so.
She witnessed firsthand the moment Zhu Zhuqing's floodgates burst open—the stairs below were now thoroughly drenched.
"This… this is really…" A Yin stared at Zhu Zhuqing, utterly stunned.
However, seeing that Tang Yin was about to reach the second floor with Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, she quickly snapped back to reality and turned to enter the master bedroom.
This was usually the room she shared with Tang Yin. Now that he was bringing Zhu Zhuqing up, he probably wouldn't come here, right?
As she thought this, she lay down on the bed, her mind replaying the scenes of Tang Yin and Zhu Zhuqing just moments ago.
The next second.
To her complete shock.
The door creaked open.
From the bed, she looked toward the entrance—and there he was, Tang Yin, still carrying Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing was now panting heavily, exhausted, her face buried in Tang Yin's shoulder as she gasped for breath, completely unaware of her surroundings.
When Tang Yin saw his foster mother A Yin on the bed, he smirked mischievously, raising a finger to his lips in a "shhh" gesture before closing the door behind him.
A Yin understood exactly what he meant.
Glancing at Zhu Zhuqing, her face burned with embarrassment, but she obediently hid herself under the covers to avoid being seen.
As for what Tang Yin planned to do with Zhu Zhuqing next… it was bound to be intense. By the time Zhu Zhuqing noticed her, she might very well end up joining in, teaming up to face the relentless assault of Tang Yin's Lightning Poison Dragon Drill.
"Tang Yin… I… I don't think I can take anymore… I'm so tired…"
Zhu Zhuqing, having regained some awareness, looked up at Tang Yin with labored breaths.
Her face was full of worry—the overwhelming waves of pleasure from earlier had been too much. Even now, she feared she might pass out from the sheer intensity.
"Zhuqing, we've only just begun. How can you say you can't go on? Besides, the night is still long. We'll take it slow—I'll ease up a bit, okay? That way, you can adjust."
"Mmm… then you have to go slower… too fast and I really can't handle it… and… be gentler… you were so rough earlier… I felt like I was going to break…"
Zhu Zhuqing spoke shyly.
For Tang Yin's sake, she had no choice but to endure the extreme pleasure a little longer.
Right now, her mind was too hazy, her gaze unfocused, so she didn't notice the figure of A Yin hiding under the covers on the bed.
If she had known, she might have died of embarrassment on the spot, wishing she could vanish into the ground.
Under the blanket.
A Yin was both nervous and exhilarated, a strange excitement bubbling inside her. She desperately wanted to lift the covers and watch Zhu Zhuqing succumb helplessly to Tang Yin's Lightning Poison Dragon Drill.
But before she could think further—
The next second.
Zhu Zhuqing's seductive moans filled the room once more.
A Yin peeked out from under the blanket—and was instantly stunned by the sight before her, her eyes locked in place, unable to look away.
Tang Yin had carried Zhu Zhuqing onto the bed, but instead of lying down, he used his formidable arm strength to hold her aloft, lifting and lowering her while driving his Lightning Poison Dragon Drill deep into her tunnel with full force.
Zhu Zhuqing, already on the verge of collapse, couldn't possibly withstand such a ferocious assault. Her body trembled violently as she silently cursed Tang Yin in her heart—he promised to be gentler, yet here he is, still ravaging me so roughly!
But… but… I'm really… going to…
Her soul felt like it was melting.
Her body… didn't feel like hers anymore.
The sensation—
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes fluttered shut, lost in the indescribable waves of ecstasy.
Completely unaware.
That right beneath her.
A Yin had emerged, peering upward.
And above her was Zhu Zhuqing, suspended in Tang Yin's embrace.
"Is… is it raining…?"
A Yin reached up, touching her face—only to find droplets continuously falling onto her.
Lying on a bed indoors, yet feeling rain splash onto her face—this was a first for her.
For a moment, she was utterly baffled.
But then.
The light drizzle suddenly turned into a downpour, as if someone had upended a bucket of water onto her. In an instant, her face was completely soaked.
Yet what truly shocked A Yin was that she had assumed the storm would pass quickly. But minutes later, the deluge showed no signs of stopping—water continued to pour onto her face without end.
After what felt like an eternity.
The rain finally ceased.
At the same time.
She realized Zhu Zhuqing had already fainted in Tang Yin's arms.
"Haaah~"
Tang Yin exhaled in satisfaction.
Gently, he laid Zhu Zhuqing down on the bed to rest before turning his gaze to his foster mother, A Yin.
"You wicked boy… you're truly terrible! How could you be so rough with Zhuqing that she passed out?" A Yin shot him a reproachful glare, her cheeks flushed.
"Foster Mother, Zhuqing fainted from sheer pleasure—it's not my fault. And now… shouldn't it be your turn? I want to make you feel the same way—so good that you faint, too."
With a devilish grin, Tang Yin pulled A Yin into his arms and kissed her without hesitation.
"Mmm… you bad child… always bullying your foster mother… mmm…"
A Yin lightly pounded his chest before melting into the passionate kiss.
After watching Tang Yin and Zhu Zhuqing's earlier battle, her body had long been burning with desire.
Now, it was finally her turn.
Unable to restrain herself any longer, she actively sought the same ecstasy from Tang Yin.
Their clash was unstoppable.
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