Chapter 63 - "I promise..." (R18)

"Mghn~~" Elize shuddered as Qingyi’s strong hands grabbed her legs, placing her heels on his shoulders.

Elize couldn’t stop herself from covering her beautiful face, her arms squeezing her breasts as she brought her hands up to her flushed features.

Through her fingers, she peeked at Qingyi’s handsome face and piercing eyes.

It was such an awkward position...

"Q-qingyi, can’t we -nghn~~... do this somewhere else? What if the girls see us?"

"Don’t worry..." Qingyi wrapped his arms around her delicate rosy knees.

With a powerful thrust, his hips collided against her plump, juicy ass, a loud slap echoing through the room as Elize’s breasts escaped her protective embrace.

Without hesitation, Qingyi grabbed her delicate wrists, pulling her towards him and preventing her from covering herself again.

Without giving her time to protest, he began to move his hips without stopping.

His movements became faster, his eyes fixed on Elize’s large breasts, which bounced heavily with each impact against her round buttocks.

That sight was truly heavenly, and in the new position, her pussy seemed even tighter around him.

"Nghn~~ ahhh~~" Elize moaned, her head banging softly against the wood of the table as she arched her back.

Something was coming, and she felt it immediately.

"Q-qingyi..." She called out, but she didn’t have time.

A moan so loud that it sounded more like a scream escaped her lips, her body convulsing as her pussy squirted love fluids.

Qingyi wasted no time either, his member pulsing one last time before spurting a warm, pearly, viscous liquid into her womb.

They were connected for a brief moment before Qingyi’s hands released Elize’s wrists.

Free, she grabbed her own breasts, the pale skin spilling out between her fingers as she tried to contain them.

Her intimacy was still aflame, and she could feel every drop of his seed filling her.

"N-now that we’ve done that... we’re going to have to get married, aren’t we?" she asked, her sweet voice flawed and breathless, drawing a smile from Qingyi.

It was strangely cute to see a mature and sensual milf asking questions that should come out of the mouths of inexperienced young people.

Being raised away from society really did have a curious effect on people.

He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly before letting his hand fall on her ass.

He relished the voluptuous flesh and the adorable squeal that escaped her lips, as a burning mark took hold of her buttocks.

"Yes... you’re going to be mine, for all eternity."

Hearing those words, Elize curled up in Qingyi’s arms.

It was a comfortable, protective embrace, the kind she wanted to feel every day for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, it didn’t last long.

"Big sister Elize, big sister Yueli asked if breakfast is ready!... uh?" A youthful-looking woman entered the kitchen, her confused eyes searching for Elize.

"Uh..." A sigh of relief escaped Elize’s lips as she squeezed against Qingyi in the cramped closet.

Luckily, she had emptied it for cleaning the day before.

Her position wasn’t very comfortable, with her ass sinking into Qingyi’s thighs while her breasts completely occupied his face.

Elize could only see his black hair appearing between the deep valley of her sweaty, creamy tits.

Qingyi wasn’t exactly unhappy about it.

It was a little suffocating, of course, but it was worth it, his face filled with a warm sea of incomparable softness, his nose flooded with the sweet, floral scent of her skin.

"Sister Elize?" The girl called out once more, looking around the kitchen before giving a despondent sigh and leaving.

When the girl finally closed the door, Elize exhaled relaxedly. But Qingyi didn’t seem willing to give her a break.

He grabbed her breasts tightly, squeezing them as he opened his mouth, taking in both erect, pink nipples at the same time.

"Nghhn~~ Q-qingyi, I need to finish breakfast, the girls are going- ngh~ mmph~~" Elize moaned as Qingyi sucked hard.

His tongue curled around the pink nipples, caressing the soft skin until his mouth was finally filled with the sweet, creamy, Qi-rich liquid.

He wouldn’t mind just cultivating like this for the rest of his life.

Elize tried to form words, but all she managed was to lean on Qingyi’s head, her delicate hands stroking his hair.

Satisfied, Qingyi finally stopped, her nipples escaping his mouth with a wet pop.

"You’re delicious, you know that?" Qingyi smiled, sinking his lips into her neck, delighting in the sounds she made. "Delicious and addictive..."

"You too..." She stammered.

"Me what?" Qingyi asked teasingly, and Elize lowered her eyes before letting out a cute, high-pitched squeal.

"You’re addictive too!" She exclaimed, "And delicious..." She lowered her head, looking for a place to hide her face.

In the tight spot, she only found Qingyi’s chest, hugging him tightly.

Qingyi laughed heartily at the sight, his hands running through her long, silky hair, stroking it gently.

Feeling her soft breathing, he calmed his mind, his eyes becoming a little colder.

"Elize..." he called out.

"What?" she replied, still keeping her face pressed against Qingyi’s chest.

"I have another woman."

Hearing those words, the purple-haired beauty shuddered slightly, but the reaction didn’t last long.

This place wasn’t like the land she came from.

It was normal and expected for powerful men to have many women, some had hundreds while the most powerful could have thousands.

"I had told her that I would have a harem with women so beautiful and powerful that they would be able to make even the heavens tremble. She was the first, and you, the second."

"You’re both priceless treasures to me."

"It’s okay..." Elize said, moving her head away from his chest. She looked into his eyes and tried to wipe the bitter smile off her face.

"What if I wanted to take all your sisters for myself too?"

"That would be..." She paused for a moment. "Better," she concluded.

"Then we’d never be apart, would we? Just promise you’ll respect their wishes and desires..."

"I promise..." Qingyi replied honestly.

"Thank you, Qingyi..." She hugged him once more, sinking her face into his chest and listening to his rapid heartbeat.

"You can call me husband when we’re alone."

Elize hesitated for a brief moment before a silly smile took over her beautiful face.

"Thank you, husband..."