Da Li Temple - Chapter 64

Chapter 64
Silhouette

The night gradually sank, deepening at some point. It seemed to rain outside the house, rainwater gently hitting the window pane and making a soft rustling sound. The night watchman had struck the gong three times, so it was midnight, the coldest time of the winter. The house was silent, except for the beeping lights in the fire pit.
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Xiao Bai turned around, uninterested in the overlapped bodies, sighed, and flopped down on the couch. Lin Wanqing loosened her tightly bitten lower lip and let out a muffled murmur between her nostrils. He spat out that reddened and hardened br*ast pearl. They had only half of their clothes removed. The firelight hid Su Moyi’s robust chest and her undulating br*asts.
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Indoor heat has been rising. Su Moyi pressed over and intertwined his lips with hers. It was an eager and lingering kiss. His tongue rubbed against hers, rampaging through her mouth, scraping over every inch of soft flesh. He was careful and focused; each sucked extremely gently as if she were a piece of glass that would shatter if he wasn’t careful.
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“What’s wrong with you today?” Lin Wanqing inclined her head, looking into his brimming deep eyes, and said, “Still angry over the matter of the substitute bride ah?”
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“No,” Su Moyi replied, scooping up her hanging legs, motionlessly separating them, and leaning down to seek her lips again.

Lin Wanqing dodged again, “But you don’t give me the right vibe.”
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“Is that so?” Su Moyi smiled faintly, looked at her, and asked, “Where is it wrong?”
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“You’ve never been so gentle before ……” Lin Wanqing looked at Su Moyi’s slightly changing face and suddenly sensed something was wrong. Wouldn’t this make her to be lusty and eager for rough treatment? One must know that if Su Moyi is reckless, she can’t stand it. Therefore, she only started a head of words and swallowed them down.
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Her appearance amused Su Moyi, who silently looked at her for a long time before asking, “You do not like me like this?”
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Lin Wanqing hurriedly shook her head.
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Su Moyi lost his smile; his eyebrows imprinted a faint shadow when he looked down, making him look handsome like an untainted deity. He smiled for a while, holding her hand on his lips and kissing it, his eyes downcast, “Maybe I like it too much. Things I like too much would always suffer. I feared of breaking it.” That tone was so lingering. His breath was hot and moist, with his usual cold fragrance, and the low male voice intertwined with endless charm.
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Lin Wanqing was surprised by such a confession, and for a moment, she didn’t know how to respond, and in turn, her entire body couldn’t stop trembling.
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“Cold?” Su Moyi wrapped his arms around her and whispered.
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Lin Wanqing shook her head and pressed her bare p*ssy closer to him. This place was already very w*t after a burst of teasing just now.

Su Moyi has always been a quick learner of everything. After the two of them had spent some time together, he had already memorized every single one of her sensitive places and was always able to make her succumb to him in three or two strokes.
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For example, right now, his hard, giant thing was rubbing her blood-filled cl*toris. The force is not too light or heavy, but it can bring out a petulant cry.
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“Lord ……” Lin Wanqing gasped intermittently, her voice as soft as a cat’s.
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Su Moyi knew that she wanted it. He smiled and pulled out the meat stem that had already been inserted halfway.
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“Lord?” The woman underneath him raised her eyes to look at him, her misty eyes reflecting the candle flame, as foggy as autumn water.
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“Hmm?” He leaned over and bit the bead of her ear, knowingly asking, “What’s wrong with Qingqing?”
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Lin Wanqing raised her leg, hooked his muscular waist, and sent herself closer to his body, called out again tremblingly, “Lord.”
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Su Moyi still did not move. He followed suit and moved in an inch, his long and thick meat sh*ft rubbing over her cl*toris and hitting her flat belly. Su Moyi reached out and pressed the person into his arms tighter.
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“What does Qingqing want me to do?” He asked, and as he spoke, his thumb gently stroked over her lips, which were already crystal bright and red from the kiss.
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Lin Wanqing refused to say, only biting her lip and rubbing her p*ssy against him again, “Lord …… ah!” Before the words could leave her mouth, there was a sharp thrust underneath her body. The thin skin covering the small c*nt bead was ruffled by the hot p*nis, and his rod brushed past it.
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Lin Wanqing was so comfortable that she almost leaked. However, Su Moyi resumed his immobility after this time, his large palm intentionally flicking up the cherry fruits on her chest.
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“Does Qingqing feel alright now?” He asked, rubbing the column of the cl*toris harder.
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Lin Wanqing gasped and nodded, her nostrils tinged with a hard cry.
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“What is alright?” Su Moyi asked again. He didn’t go in half as far.
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The candle flame in the room had gradually dimmed, leaving only the red charcoal burning vigorously in the fire pot. The orange-red light reflected up from below, and the person underneath could only see a silhouette. She was facing him, her hands gripping the edge of the table on either side, eyeing their sexes as they pressed against each other. The meat stick w*t with spring water was crystal bright, creating a silhouette in the firelight. In the middle of the moment, he heard Lin Wanqing’s mumbling with a sobbing voice. She reached out with one hand and peeled her petals open, whispering, “It’s okay, it’s okay to stick it in …… Lord can stick in Qingqing.”
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All the patience collapsed at this moment.
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Su Moyi held the hard object in his cr*tch, aimed at her w*t hole, and plunged in smoothly.
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“Emm ……” They sighed in relief at the same time.
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Until now, Su Mori Yi realized that his ten thousand patience is not to make her soft, but to hear her sentence ‘stick it in.’ He leaned over and hugged her, intertwining their lips and tongues. His meat stem fell into a warm and w*t embrace, her p*ssy tightly wrapped around him, stirring him, her flower center sipping and sucking his gl*ns like a living thing. Even without movement, such a tight, soft tunnel is enough to make him sink in.

“My Lord ……” The person underneath him wriggled her waist impatiently, her fingers still peeling at her lust-flooded p*ssy, and whispered, “Lord, move …… “
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Su Moyi laughed, pushed her widely spread legs upwards, firmly pressed on both sides of her body, biting her ear and saying, “Then when it’s inside later, Qingqing is not allowed to cry.”
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Lin Wanqing froze momentarily, and the overwhelming pl*asure filled her thoughts.

Su Moyi hadn’t f*cked her this hard in a long time. That sizzling hard stalk of meat nestled inside, thrusting all in and out, deep and striking every time. The table underneath her creaked, and the corner of the table scraped across the floor, leaving a few shallow drag marks.
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Lin Wanqing almost instantly cried her physiological tears because of the tingling in her hole. Her slender ten fingers clenched tightly around the table’s edge, her pink fingertips paled. She tilted her head back to look at the dimly lit rooftop, only to feel everything around her shaking, the pl*asure spreading from her p*ssy to the belly, blocking out her hearing ability, and a thin layer of sweat soon broke out on her cool skin.
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“Qingqing,” Su Moyi gasped, plopping up one of her legs on his shoulder, pressing down, frantically eating, and sucking on her lips and tongue.
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Watery sounds slurped from both places, and the juices joined the lewd fl*ids, running down the reddened skin.
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“Qingqing,” he was still calling her. His tone was affectionate and sentimental. But Lin Wanqing had already been f*cked by him to the point where she couldn’t finish a sentence, except for the shaking of the table in her ears; she really couldn’t hear what he was saying. She remembered that Su Moyi was less talkative when they had s*x. But today, from the beginning of their union, he had been calling her name like a big, aggrieved dog. Therefore, her heart softened, and she weakly answered, “I’m here.”
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Su Moyi froze, turned his arms to pick up her legs, and dragged her to his body with the table.
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“Squeak??” The table legs rubbed against the floor with a startling sound.
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Lin Wanqing, by his violent thrust, stimulated to leak for the first time, lewd water clattering all over the ground and fell to the wooden floor loudly.
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Xiao Bai, on the couch, was awakened and turned its head to look towards the two of them.
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Lin Wanqing suddenly closed her eyes in shame. Fortunately, Xiao Bai didn’t understand anything and wasn’t too interested. The room was so dark that it couldn’t see anything apart from the two silhouettes. It stretched its neck and looked for a while, and seeing that there was no other movement, it lay down and slept again.
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At the table, Lin Wanqing was about to cry. She was pulled up and spun around by Su Moyi. She leaned over to brace herself on the table, bucking her hips backward, and her still dripping flower p*ssy was forced to open up and sent to Su Moyi’s cr*tch.
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“Qingqing,” He lay on top of her, rubbing her snowy br*asts with one hand and holding her p*bic mound with the other, flicking her cl*t with his middle finger.
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“Is it comfortable?” He bit her ear and softly asked, “Am I f*cked you comfortably?”
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Lin Wanqing had long since lost her strength and nodded drowsily. The flower p*ssy that still retained the pl*asure was once again f*cked from behind. Su Moyi still entered heavily, his belly slapped against her b*ttocks, making a “pop” sound.
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Lin Wanqing could not stand up; her legs were soft, and she fell against the desk. Su Moyi held her waist with both hands and brought her backward.
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“Uhh!!!” The backward entry position was too deep, and Lin Wanqing felt that her c*rvix was going to be poked open by him. A movement of his hand accompanied each of his thrusts, and both doubled the force.
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“My Lord …… gently ……” Lin Wanqing begged for mercy, trying to stand on her tiptoes, sending her wide-open flower p*ssy backward and upwards.
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Su Moyi, however, seemed like he didn’t hear it. He was still thrusting in and out, reaching the bottom every time.
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“Lord, Lord……” Lin Wanqing propped up her upper body, backhanding to push Su Moyi’s waist, but halfway, he grabbed her hand and pulled her back. Her entire upper body detached from the table.
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Suddenly losing her support, the weight of Lin Wanqing’s entire body came to rest on top of the hot object that kept moving in and out between the center of her legs.
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“Ah! En ……” The suddenly deepening pl*asure made her unable to stop screaming, but Su Moyi pulled over her face and leaned in to seal her lips. She turned back and saw their intertwined and overlapping figures on the window pane. Her pair of full, snowy br*asts swayed regularly, drawing ambiguous arcs as the man behind her undulating.
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