"Are you sure?" Lu Jin'an asked softly.
Dongfang Xinglan didn't speak, she just repositioned her feet in the stirrups, stood up slightly, and leaned forward, revealing the graceful curves of her waist and hips.
"Sister Xinglan, you're pressing on Zhiyu~"
Zhiyu pouted, looking up with a small face and pursed lips at Dongfang Xinglan: "Sothing so soft is pressing on Zhiyu... boohoo..."
Dongfang Xinglan covered Zhiyu's small mouth, and as Zhiyu widened her eyes and was about to brush away Dongfang Xinglan's hand, Lu Jin'an spoke slowly: "Zhiyu, stand on the horse's head again to practice balance; you can't stop training."
"Oh~" Zhiyu quickly grasped Iron Hoof Cloud's mane and crawled out from beneath Dongfang Xinglan, standing steadily on the horse's head with arms outstretched: "Zhiyu is very obedient and very diligent~"
"Wonderful." Lu Jin'an sincerely praised before refocusing his gaze on the leaning form of Dongfang Xinglan before him.
Without the restraint of the embroidered bodice, although he couldn't see her allure in this posture, amidst the sound of Iron Hoof Cloud's galloping, he could clearly hear another kind of sound, as if the soft skin was interacting.
"Are you really ready?" Lu Jin'an asked again.
"I want..." Dongfang Xinglan's voice trembled softly, her cheeks flushed: "Quickly..."
I want?
Lu Jin'an felt slightly puzzled but didn't hesitate further, placing the phoenix-embroidered bodice onto the saddle.
Seeing Dongfang Xinglan slightly pressing down on the fluttering end of the bodice, he then lifted the hem of her black brocade robe, his index finger gently hooking the edges of the silk pants and the underpants underneath.
Such a beautiful sight montarily took Lu Jin'an's breath away.
Especially her two gracefully curved legs stepping on the stirrups, which were incredibly captivating.
Dongfang Xinglan nervously grasped the mane at the horse's neck, and beneath her gaze filled with tension, there was an indescribable anticipation.
She didn't know why she suddenly changed her mind to let him indulge in such an environnt, on such a horseback, but desire is desire; she didn't want to hide her feelings of nervousness, excitent, and anticipation at this mont.
In fact, Dongfang Xinglan even took the initiative to twist her waist slightly.
Lu Jin'an felt his heart burn with passion as he untied his waistband; however, just as Iron Hoof Cloud leaped over a huge rock, Dongfang Xinglan's body also lifted upward and forward.
With quick reflexes, Lu Jin'an settled down forward, pressing down the fluttering bodice.
At this mont, Dongfang Xinglan felt a shiver-inducing electric current coursing through her body, making her involuntarily tremble, her feet sliding from the stirrups once again.
Iron Hoof Cloud landed back on the ground, but under Lu Jin'an's control, it slowed down sowhat, though the frequency of the jumps increased.
Crucially, Lu Jin'an was never rough, especially while on horseback, so he didn't act directly.
Until Dongfang Xinglan sat back on the saddle, only then did he lean forward, stepping on the stirrups, and press against Dongfang Xinglan's back.
Despite the rush of wind to his face, the dense, faint fragrance emanating from Dongfang Xinglan was still clearly discernible as it reached Lu Jin'an's nose.
Their distance was a re inch apart.
Dongfang Xinglan bit her lip, feeling herself bouncing up and down along with Iron Hoof Cloud beneath her, especially as Lu Jin'an was also...
She inclined forward slightly again, and gradually, Lu Jin'an seed to be restrained, the bumpy motion becoming smaller.
Dongfang Xinglan lightly bit her lip, glancing back at Lu Jin'an with a deep, lingering look, with a dormant fire of desire in her eyes seemingly awakened at this mont, carrying an indescribable urge.
Lu Jin'an saw her gaze but remained unmoved.
Because he discovered one thing, that Dongfang Xinglan as a Body Cultivation practitioner... she bites.
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