[Mo Feixue's lust increased by 10%].
[Mo Feixue's Corruption increased by 5 points, +1 lust points].
"Nghhn~~" A long moan escaped Feixue's lips as Long Qingyi's strong fingers massaged her feet.
The soft, delicate touch of his large, masculine hands sent electric shocks throughout her body, making her shiver involuntarily with each pressure.
"Q-qingyi... I-I don't think that's--arghn~" Her stuttering voice was cut off as his hands moved up, past her heels and into her soft calves.
[Mo Feixue's lust increased by 10%].
Qingyi didn't even pay attention to the system notifications.
His eyes were totally focused on Feixue while his hands explored her legs with devotion, memorizing every curve and texture.
He slid his fingers along the glossy skin, massaging up to her knees before returning to her heels with light, varied touches.
From time to time, he released small strands of Qi that ran along her sensitive skin, delighting in the melodious moans that escaped her lips.
He looked away from her legs to Feixue's face.
Her red eyes were clouded with desire, her messy hair framed her flushed face, and a thin trickle of saliva ran down her full, pink lips, now redder from her biting them.
Gathering his courage, he finally reached her thighs, pulling her closer with a gentle but firm movement.
Her feet sank into his lap, and she let out an adorable little squeal as she felt her fingertips touch a large, throbbing bulge under the fabric of his pants.
[Mo Feixue's lust increased by 10%].
"Haaah~" she moaned softly as he grasped her thighs firmly, right at the pile of plump, pale flesh squeezed by the tight socks, creating a tempting contrast.
His fingers sank into that unparalleled softness, as if he were holding a tasty mound of jelly.
The malleable flesh gave way under the pressure of his fingers, making him want to plunge his face between those shapely thighs and savor every drop of the nectar he could already smell.
"Q-qingyi... mmph~" She tried to form words, but another moan escaped as his fingers began to pull her stockings down with deliberate slowness, revealing the pale, slightly moist skin underneath, glistening in the carriage light.
Qingyi pulled her off the bench as he knelt down, keeping her standing in front of him.
His hungry eyes didn't leave her for a single second as his hands roamed up and down her thighs, reaching higher than they should have, lifting the Qipao and grabbing her buttocks.
The two globes of pale, perfect flesh fit exactly into his hands, as if they had been sculpted especially for his touch. Her skin was silky soft under his fingers.
"Ughn~ Ahh~" An intense moan escaped Feixue's lips as Qingyi squeezed her buttocks tightly and brought his face close to her legs, planting a soft kiss that ran down her spine like electricity.
[You touched a noble girl indecently behind her older brother's back, +3 lust points].
[Mo Feixue's Lust increased by 10%].
[Mo Feixue's Corruption increased by 5 points, +1 lust points].
"I want to fuck you," Qingyi declared without filter or censorship, moving his lips away from her salty, pure skin.
"W-what?" she stammered, her cheeks blushing intensely as she tried to process those raw words.
When she had first seen Qingyi's white robes, Feixue had imagined a pure, orthodox cultivator, a white-horse hero above such worldly desires.
But there he was, grabbing her like an insatiable pleasure demon, his eyes filled with a desire and lust she had never seen in a man.
Without waiting for an answer, Qingyi lifted her tight dress and grabbed the edges of her panties, pulling them down with a firm movement, finally revealing her femininity to the fresh air of the carriage.
"N-no..." Feixue exhaled, but her body remained motionless, making no move to push him away, while an uncontrollable heat spread through her lower abdomen.
Her pussy was puffy and plump, without a single body hair.
The pale, fluffy mounds closed completely, hiding the pink interior that pulsed with desire.
Her fluids flowed endlessly between her thighs, glistening softly as they began to drip onto the polished wooden floor.
He admired her for a brief moment, his eyes devouring every detail of that sight, before rising up, just enough for his face to be level with hers.
"I'm talking..." He interrupted his own sentence and moved his fingers to her intimacy, sinking a single finger between the plump mountains of her moist vulva, feeling the heat emanating from it.
"W-we can't-- Mmmhh~... Hnnng~" Feixue's words evaporated like mist in the sun as Qingyi inserted a second finger.
The young woman's body shuddered violently, almost collapsing under the invasive pleasure, forcing her to cling to his white robes to keep from falling.
"That I want to fuck you right now, minutes before you meet your new husband..." Qingyi concluded in a hoarse voice, bringing his face close to hers.
Panting and dominating, he took the girl's trembling lips, plunging his tongue deep and dancing with hers in a voracious kiss.
[Mo Feixue's Corruption increased by 25 points, +5 lust points].
[You touched a noble girl in an extremely indecent way behind her older brother's back, critical hit! +10 lust points].
[Mo Feixue's Lust increased by 30%].
[Mo Feixue's lust reached 100%, +5 lust points].
He then sat down on the bench, pulling her onto his lap.
Her pussy was perfectly aligned with the powerful, throbbing mound under his pants, which seemed to take on a life of its own against her soft flesh, pulsing with vitality.
"Nghn~~ Ahhh~~ W-we can't do that..." She finally managed to articulate, but without offering any real resistance.
Feixue pressed her face against Qingyi's firm chest, her whole body trembling as an unfamiliar and delicious tingling took hold of her moist valley.
"And why not?" he asked in a deep voice, already unbuttoning his pants and releasing an eighteen-centimeter behemoth.
Like an ancient dragon escaping its confinement, the pulsating rod struck Feixue's groin with a wet slap that echoed through the silent room.
Her eyes widened, pupils dilating at the imposing magnitude. How could it all fit inside her?
"M-my wedding... it'll be soon, they'll find out-- Ahhh~... Mmmph~" she protested weakly, but still moved her hips towards Qingyi, crushing his member between her moist pussy and his manly belly.
Every twinge of pleasure in her swollen clit drew debauched moans from her quivering pink lips.
"Oh..." Qingyi remembered a wedding ritual peculiar to this world, her eyes shining with sudden understanding.
The bride wore a veil during the ceremony which, if she was pure, would turn golden. If she was impure, it would turn blood red.
It was an infallible method for discovering relationships before marriage in that patriarchal and conservative society.
"But I don't have to stick my cock in your pussy to fuck you..."
A mischievous smile lit up his face as he turned her onto her back and got off the bench, both of them kneeling on the cold floor of the carriage.
Without hesitation, he slid his member into the tight space of her legs, squeezing it between her fat pussy and her plump thighs.
The friction was almost as good as penetrating her, the wet skin sliding perfectly against his throbbing cock.
A muffled moan escaped Feixue's lips as another wave of pleasure swept through her body, incomparably more intense than the previous touches.
"Hnnngh~... oh heavens~... Mmmm~" she whispered as her body seemed to be on fire, his every movement sending electric shocks down her spine, making her toes curl.
[Mo Feixue's Corruption increased by 25 points, +5 lust points].
[You touched a noble girl in an extremely indecent way behind her older brother's back, critical hit! +10 lust points].
"Now... why don't we start the real fun?" he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire as his hands clasped her delicate waist, pulling her tightly against him, his fingers leaving temporary marks on her pale, soft skin.