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"Little Fairy!" Shou whispered softly in Xuan's ear, his fingers continuously teasing her softness until she opened her hazy eyes and glared at him in dissatisfaction.
"I hate your flirting style; it feels like torture." A delicate hand covered Shou's large hand resting on her chest, Mukai Saki murmured.
"Torture? My torture is yet to come..." Shou laughed at Xuan's words, picked her up horizontally, kicked open the door, and walked into the room, gently placing her on the bed draped in black sheets. Xuan's creamy body contrasted beautifully with the black sheets, creating an incredibly tempting scene.
Mukai Hisashi covered Xuan's body, continuing to kiss her senselessly, from her forehead to her eyebrows, from her nose to her cheeks, and finally to her lips, leaving no part untouched. His agile tongue entwined with the little woman's tongue beneath him, forcing her to accept his teasing. Then he slowly rose, gently pulled down her panties, and upon seeing the alluring black mystery before him, his eyes lit up and his heart raced!
Xuan's beauty belonged to him; from that night onward, she was his. Even if she was his nominal daughter, it didn't matter. After all, she had actively sought him out. From the day he picked her up at the entrance of Liuguang, their fateful connection began.
Thinking of this, Mukai Hisashi suddenly lifted Xuan's legs and entered her depths. Hearing Xuan's soft whimper as if in pain, he immersed himself within her, waiting for her to adjust before slowly moving and gradually increasing his pace. The sound of Xuan's passionate moans filled the air. After a long time, he took a deep breath and released himself.
Pulling out, Mukai Hisashi kissed Mukai Saki's lips again before lying beside her. One possessive arm wrapped around her waist as he inhaled the fragrance of her dark hair.
"Young Master Si, are you going to chase away Mu Family's Second Young Master's woman again this time?" Mukai Saki playfully traced circles on Shou's chest with a small hand while pressing her bare body tightly against him, wearing a teasing expression.
"Yes, this time Young Master Si will take action personally!" Mukai Hisashi growled lowly as he grabbed the mischievous little hand and rolled over to pin Xuan down again.
"Ugh, are you coming back for more?" She lightly pushed Shou with her hand and raised an eyebrow in inquiry. "Are you going to seduce this time?"
"Hehe, what's wrong? Would seducing you make you uncomfortable?" Mukai Hisashi playfully bit Xuan's lip while teasingly asking.
"Lord Mukai, how could I dare? I was just thinking that if you're busy dealing with Second Young Master's woman, then I can have some fun myself. I really want to see Wanderer; she said many handsome male hosts from Azure Wind Antelope have come recently and want me to experience it!" Xuan hid the hint of sadness in her eyes and said with a charming smile.
Her love was so humble, so humble that she didn't dare to monopolize him at all times, nor could she say that she disliked the presence of other women by his side. He was Mukai Hisashi, the renowned leader of Cherry Blossom Hall, known for his flirtatious and charming nature, surrounded by countless women; she was merely one of them.
When she was fifteen, unable to endure the abuse from her stepfather, she ran away from home and ended up at the doorstep of Liuguang. It was he who took her in, providing her with the warmth of a home and becoming her guardian. That year, she was fifteen and he was thirty. From that moment on, a handsome man named Mukai Hisashi became imprinted in her heart like a brand. She silently trained in self-defense, combat, and taekwondo, as well as learning flower arrangement, tea art, and music, all to stand confidently by his side. Unfortunately, he had never seen her as a woman; to him, she would always be just a child, his adopted daughter.
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