"You're so naughty, if you laugh at me again, I won't let you look." Xia Xue scolded coquettishly.
Zhang Yang chuckled, then slowly pulled down that already soaked pair of panties.
"Such a waste, if it was smeared on sushi, it must be delicious!" Zhang Yang remembered Xia Xue's actions during their meal and how thrilling it was, surprised at how daring she had been at the time.
"Stop... don't talk about it, I'm dying of shame." Xia Xue covered her face with her hands, unable to bear the humiliation. She didn't know what had gotten into her, doing such a thing in front of Xiao Man, but recalling how Zhang Yang had eagerly savored his meal, she felt deeply satisfied.
Zhang Yang stopped teasing Xia Xue and started to fondle her small feet instead.
Although he didn't have a foot fetish, Xia Xue's feet were truly beautiful, and the red nail polish added a sexy allure to those perfect little feet.
Seeing Xia Xue clench her legs together nervously, Zhang Yang placed her foot close to his mouth.
"Zhang Yang, don't, your sister can't take this."
"Bear with it!" Zhang Yang suddenly commanded authoritatively.
Xia Xue actually settled down, letting Zhang Yang kiss her feet, then her calves.
Zhang Yang acted as if he would kiss every inch of her body.
Xia Xue felt a tingling throughout her body, shivering, having never thought that kissing could make her feel so overwhelmed.
As Zhang Yang kissed up to the root of her thigh, Xia Xue suddenly lifted her butt, and from that beautiful slit gushed a stream of liquid.
Xia Xue covered her mouth to stop herself from making a sound.
But her waist, so slender and easily encircled, trembled subtly.
Zhang Yang was also visibly delighted by Xia Xue's sensitivity, finding it incredibly exquisite.
The nectar flowing from the crevice was stimulating every single one of his nerves, watching the glistening flow trickle out, then sliding down the thigh before dripping away, making for perhaps the most beautiful sight in the world.
He hadn't thought it possible for someone to be this sensitive, as if the spot were a spring of water.
It looked as if his sister had never felt such comfort before.
Seeing Xia Xue calming down, Zhang Yang couldn't restrain himself any longer and reached out to touch.
Witnessing and feeling the softness and tautness there satisfied Zhang Yang greatly; it was truly a wonderful sensation.
A finger slipped in, aided by the slippery flow, penetrating the pink opening effortlessly.
The sensation was truly wonderful.
At this moment, Xia Xue's body had reached its most sensitive state, having been excited once by Zhang Yang's kissing, yet still feeling empty.
The intrusion of this single finger made Xia Xue's body shudder, and she let out an involuntary moan.
"Mmm, that feels good, Zhang Yang, touch me more..."
Xia Xue had completely given herself over to the pleasure, relishing this rare delight.
She knew this might be the first and perhaps the last time she would have Zhang Yang all to herself, so Xia Xue let go completely.
At that moment, she just wanted to enjoy this beautiful experience without regrets.
What of morality and ethics, propriety, honor, and shame? None of that mattered.
Zhang Yang bent down again to take that tender little grape into his mouth, his hand constantly massaging the secret garden.
Xia Xue's waist gyrated in response to Zhang Yang's enviable fingers, her arms tightly embracing his head, as if wanting to surrender herself entirely into his mouth.
Her throat could no longer restrain the intoxicating, soul-stirring sounds.
Fortunately, the Japanese restaurant was classy enough to consider its customers' needs, and the soundproofing was very good, so Xia Xue's concerns were unfounded.
Even so, Xia Xue felt like she was going to go crazy at that moment.
She even unconsciously grabbed Zhang Yang's hair and pushed downwards.
Realizing Xia Xue's intentions, Zhang Yang was very cooperative, releasing that tasty little grape to kiss lower.
Xia Xue, as a dance teacher, had a tight, smooth V-line that was equally delectable.
His tongue traced circles around Xia Xue's belly button, making her cries even louder, "Don't, Zhang Yang, it's so sensitive here."
Zhang Yang had a devilish grin on his face, the more sensitive the spot, the less he could afford to neglect it.
With every kiss and lick by Zhang Yang, he could feel the response from Xia Xue's slender waist, continuously lifting her hips as if she was craving for something.
She wanted to guide Zhang Yang to that mysterious triangle.
Finally, Zhang Yang reached his destined spot for kissing but couldn't help but ask with curiosity, "Sis, how come there's no hair here, did you do some sort of beauty treatment?"
"No... not that, it's natural."
Naturally hairless!
Zhang Yang's eyes shined; he can't believe his luck to have encountered such a rarity.
"Does it look ugly?" Xia Xue asked, her face flushed.
"Of course not, it's incredibly beautiful," Zhang Yang said earnestly.
"Sis, you're so wet!" Zhang Yang said with a mischievous smile.
"Don't you love to eat it? Sis doesn't have much else, but I do have plenty of juices!"
My god, what am I saying, Xia Xue never thought that she would say such shameless words one day.
And after saying that, she even pushed herself forward toward Zhang Yang.
The next second, Zhang Yang took a gentle bite, and rather than being upset by his slightly rough action, Xia Xue felt a satisfying pleasure and let out a long moan.
Then she grabbed Zhang Yang's hair, "Yes, that's it, Zhang Yang, does it taste good?"
"Tastes great!"
Hearing Zhang Yang's response, Xia Xue let herself go even more.
"Use your tongue, lick that little nub."
"Yes, just like that, it feels so good, Zhang Yang, I love you, I'm crazy about you, from now on I'm yours, only yours."
"What about your boyfriend?" Zhang Yang asked tentatively.
"Let him go to hell, the farther the better, he's always been avoiding me anyway, our relationship has been over in all but name."
Xia Xue inadvertently revealed something unknown to others.
But then, with a bit of trepidation, Xia Xue said, "Zhang Yang, won't you despise me for being with other men?"
"No, it's his loss not to appreciate your beauty. He doesn't deserve you."
"From now on, I'm yours, belonging to only you, Zhang Yang."
Having such a jewel in his grasp made Zhang Yang feel no regrets in life.
Xia Xue replied passionately, "Alright, I don't ask for any status, just for you to think of me for a day or two is enough."
"A day or two isn't enough, I want you every day."
"Okay, I'll be yours every day, Zhang Yang, I'm about to come, you... you better move."
Zhang Yang got to admire that magnificent scene once more, this time even more fluid than before.
While Xia Xue was savoring the afterglow, Zhang Yang kissed her red lips again.
Xia Xue responded eagerly, but suddenly she felt a mouthful of liquid transfer from Zhang Yang's mouth into hers.
Xia Xue's beautiful eyes widened, and she gave Zhang Yang a reproachful yet embarrassed look.
That unique taste, Xia Xue knew all too well, it was her own fluid that had flowed out.
"Zhang Yang, you're so bad."
Seeing Xia Xue consume her own Jadescent Nectar, Zhang Yang couldn't describe how thrilling it was, "Hehe, does it taste good?"