Chapter 240 - Do you even know how children are made? R18

Qingyi thought for a long moment, wondering what answer he could give that woman. After a few seconds, something finally popped into his mind.

"Don’t you want to have children with me?" he asked.

"N-no, I just... uh... I’m not ready for puppies... I still have so many things to do, like... eh..." Xueyao looked around, searching for any excuse.

Her mind was capable of processing mountains of information in a single moment, but not of finding an answer for Qingyi.

And that immediately made her unhappy.

What did she have to do? Nothing.

She had no friends, no acquaintances, her last few millennia had been nothing but solitude, occasionally fighting the leader of the demon cult or some daring beast.

Qingyi naturally sensed Xueyao’s emotions, noticing her eyes starting to tear up.

"Ah... Do you even know how children are made?" Qingyi asked.

"I... eh... a man and a woman... they..." she said, touching her fingers as her face blushed even more.

Hearing that sweet, high-pitched, embarrassed voice, Qingyi could only sigh in defeat, fighting the urge to squeeze that woman’s cheeks.

How could anyone be so terribly adorable?

"You’re lonely, aren’t you?" Qingyi shifted on the bed, finally finding the strength to stand up, her eyes level with the fox’s eyes.

She shrank back, the soft wagging of her fluffy tail stopping as she looked down.

Receiving no response from Xueyao, Qingyi continued. "What do you think about becoming my wife? You’ll have lots of sisters to keep you company all day long, for the rest of eternity."

Xueyao raised her face, a subtle sparkle playing in her beautiful blue eyes as she contemplated the question.

Her gaze wandered to his smile, his piercing, gentle eyes, the memories of what it felt like to be touched by him flooding her mind.

Her facial expressions went through many emotions - confused, negative, positive - but in the end, a single one overwhelmed her: determination.

"Okay, I’ll be your partner, young hero!" she exclaimed as she raised her arms, her breasts bouncing with the exaggerated movement, her long tail wagging excitedly.

"Good." Qingyi didn’t hesitate, taking a step towards Xueyao and grabbing her delicate chin.

Their lips hovered in front of each other for a brief moment before finally touching.

Xueyao’s whole body shuddered, feeling Qingyi’s tongue invade her mouth, dancing alongside her own, long strands of saliva running down her full, pink lips.

Qingyi’s hands didn’t hold back either, running down her hips to her full, round ass, squeezing the plump flesh firmly and eliciting a moan from her.

Her lips parted and her misty eyes focused on Qingyi’s. "Is this love?" she asked.

"No," Qingyi shook his head. "That’s desire." He moved his head slightly, depositing a soft, almost imperceptible bite on one of Xueyao’s furry ears.

"Aghnnn~~" The effect was thunderous, a loud, sensual moan escaping her lips, her high, sweet voice falling apart as her body lost its strength.

Qingyi just grabbed her, sitting down on the bed and pulling her onto his lap, his hands going down to the fat, soft mound of her upper thighs, formed by the tightness of her white thigh-high stockings, pushing the flesh up obscenely.

He immediately squeezed that plump flesh, his fingers sinking into a sea of softness.

"Ughnn~~ what is that thing?" she asked, her tail wrapping around Qingyi’s waist, her ass snuggling into his lap and her huge breasts pressed against his chest.

There was something there, a throbbing bulge in Qingyi’s pants, pressing against her crotch which, apart from the dress, didn’t protect much.

Her plump pussy was basically completely exposed, a never-ending stream of love liquid flowing down from the plump lips that totally hid the pink interior in a deep valley.

Her curious hands immediately got to work, pulling up her dress and grabbing Qingyi’s pants, pulling them down.

In the next moment, a colossus of flesh escaped from the young man’s pants, breaking free with full force and hitting the soft, fat skin of her pussy with a wet pop, eliciting a cute, high-pitched, startled squeal from her rosy lips.

"I-is that what men use to make babies? W-why is it so big?" Xueyao grabbed Qingyi’s member, squeezing a little harder than she should have and drawing a painful grunt from him.

"Oh... did I do something wrong?" She quickly withdrew her hand.

"N-no, it’s okay..." Qingyi closed his eyes.

Even with all his physical strength, a transcendent was still a transcendent, she could easily crush him.

"I just wonder if that pussy is as tight as your hands," he murmured as he lifted her onto his cock, the reddish glans making its way through the pale, plump outer lips, sinking into the pink interior.

"It’s going to hurt a bit, okay?" he warned.

"Hmhmm~~" Xueyao replied in a muffled nasal moan, clinging to Qingyi’s shoulders, biting her lower lip.

The moment he finally penetrated her, her eyes widened and her lips opened in a lustful moan as Qingyi’s cock broke through her virginity and reached the depths of her pussy.

Her sharp nails sank into Qingyi’s shoulders, drawing small drops of blood as she lost control of her strength.

Her eyes clouded with pain and pleasure took a few moments to realize what she had done, and she quickly retracted her hands.

"Did I hurt the young hero? I’m sorry, I-" Her words were interrupted by Qingyi’s lips pressed against hers.

"I’ve felt worse before..." Qingyi smiled against her lips before lying back.

Holding her slender waist tightly, Qingyi guided her movements, his eyes focused on the bouncing of her huge tits as she got used to riding him.

It didn’t take long for the movement to eject them out of the tightness of her cleavage, the pale, voluptuous mountains hitting his torso and themselves with wet, obscene slaps.

Soon, that isolated, dusty room was filled with the obscene sounds of skin against skin and Xueyao’s soft, high-pitched moans.

"Y-young hero... w-what’s that nghnn~~ feeling?" she asked, leaning over Qingyi, her huge breasts enveloping his face in a soft embrace as she grabbed his head.

She could feel Qingyi’s member throbbing inside her, her body grasping and squeezing it with incomparable strength, trying to milk it of every last drop.

Her fluffy tail suddenly stretched out, every snow-white hair standing up as her body was seized by an explosion of intense pleasure, her pussy squirting non-stop.

The handsome young man climaxed too, cumming inside her, a month of accumulated desire exploding in her womb, filling her completely.