"What do you think?" Ye Hao laughed and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"I think you're just scaring him; it's not real," Zhang Kexin didn't believe that Ye Hao was a Major General of Huaxia. Although Huaxia had many Major Generals, how old could Ye Hao be!
Among 1.3 billion people, there are many twenty-two-year-olds like Ye Hao. How could a Major General rank fall on Ye Hao's head? At least around thirty years old, one would have a chance to earn the rank of Major General, right?
"Hehe, whatever you think." Ye Hao smiled and walked to the sofa, just watching Zhang Kexin lying on the bed.
Zhang Kexin felt a bit embarrassed and closed her legs, but Ye Hao still saw so white intimate clothing.
Ye Hao said, "I've forgotten your na."
"Zhang Kexin," Zhang Kexin answered directly.
"Why are you looking for ?"
"I have sothing to say, can we talk later? I want to take a shower." Zhang Kexin's eyes struggled for a while, but she rembered the main matter for tonight and stood firm again.
"Suit yourself," Ye Hao said.
As Zhang Kexin passed by Ye Hao, he stood up.
Zhang Kexin got nervous, her body trembled, and her already difficult-to-walk foot twisted again. With this twist, Zhang Kexin fell onto the sofa.
Ye Hao swiftly caught Zhang Kexin. Because her short skirt was too short, Ye Hao's hand pulled it up completely, revealing a piece of white intimate fabric to his eyes, causing Ye Hao's lower region to rise decisively...
Zhang Kexin lay in Ye Hao's arms, suddenly feeling a hard and hot object pressing against her back, causing another curious and desiring tremble...
"Get up!" Ye Hao awkwardly helped her up.
Zhang Kexin hurriedly stood up and pulled her short skirt down to cover her lace panties.
Ye Hao evasively walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside.
Zhang Kexin secretly pouted. Although she feared Ye Hao, seeing him not taking any initiative disappointed her a bit, feeling maybe Ye Hao wasn't interested in her, or thought she wasn't attractive enough to pursue further.
Zhang Kexin could only struggle to the bathroom for a shower.
After her shower, Ye Hao had cald his raging fire, but seeing Zhang Kexin, fresh from the bath, reignited him...
Instead of her sowhat dirty white dress, Zhang Kexin ca out wearing a set of equally white lingerie. Her fair bust was bouncy and full, the intimate garnt barely covering her chest, giving Ye Hao the impression that it might spill out anyti.
Her slender waist, navel exposed in the air.
Further down was white panties, a hint of black lace faintly visible, not much, yet it intensified Ye Hao's lust, as if his inner beast was ready to break free...
Zhang Kexin's hair cascaded behind her. Her foot was painful, but she endured it and walked gracefully towards Ye Hao.
Ye Hao's gaze was fixed on Zhang Kexin's body, her fair skin, youthful and elastic, felt even without touch.
Due to walking while enduring heel pain, the lace panties outlined certain parts prominently.
Ye Hao was disarrayed and dazed by this vision, even experiencing a nosebleed...
Zhang Kexin's foot pain intensified as she approached Ye Hao, finally unable to endure it, she collapsed toward Ye Hao.
Confused, Ye Hao watched Zhang Kexin fall forward, unsure where to catch her. Grabbing her chest might dislodge her bra, but grabbing her waist felt wrong since she was falling forward, which would press her chest against Ye Hao...
Grabbing below was even worse; it would be perverse behavior.
Internally conflicted, Ye Hao wrapped his arms around her waist, turning swiftly to lay Zhang Kexin on the bed.
The two lay side by side on the bed, Zhang Kexin's eyes grew more dazed, initially resisting giving her body to a man, but now she was lost, plus alcohol elevated her hormones...
Zhang Kexin's long, fair legs straddled Ye Hao's belly, rubbing up and down, occasionally brushing Ye Hao's brother below...
Ye Hao felt Zhang Kexin's soft rubbing, and his lower region was already coming out of its confines...
With dreamy eyes, Zhang Kexin used her delicate fingers to explore Ye Hao's shirt, caressing his chest.
Ye Hao felt her gentle fingers touching him, getting slightly dazed, and put an arm around Zhang Kexin's waist.
Zhang Kexin pushed herself towards Ye Hao when his hand touched her waist...
She closed her eyes, using touch to feel Ye Hao's firm chest, gradually unbuttoning his shirt...
Once Ye Hao's solid figure was exposed, Zhang Kexin didn't know what to do next.
Ye Hao struggled internally for a while, urged to quickly start up Zhang Kexin, getting her into the mood.
But realizing if he vented now, all his previous efforts might be wasted.
Thinking this, Ye Hao snapped back to reality. But even if he hadn't, the situation wouldn't proceed further, for Zhang Kexin had already fallen asleep...
Her gentle breathing echoed, Ye Hao felt a bit disappointed but also relieved.
Ye Hao silently recited the Heart-Clearing Technique, suppressing his lust, then rose to massage Zhang Kexin's heel, channeling Inner Breath to repair the damage.
Only Ye Hao could effortlessly pass Inner Breath into another's body; normally, one requires certain diums to transmit cultivated Inner Breath, making it impossible otherwise.
Of course! Ye Hao could transfer Inner Breath to Zhang Kexin thanks to the eighth-generation system.
Once Ye Hao reaches Zhang Ruowu's level, naturally he can freely transmit Inner Breath, since it's already a qualitative change of Innate mastery.
Pushing Inner Breath into Zhang Kexin's heel, she felt a numbing softness, turned over, and sprawled legs apart...
Ye Hao glanced toward Zhang Kexin's center, spotting her soaked panties. Despite tiring, Ye Hao's brother sprang to life once more.
A spurt of nosebleed instantly erupted...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast recomndation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.)
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