"Bing Xin, with me by your side, even demons and monsters wouldn't dare to bother us!"
Jiang Yun saw that Bing Xin was only wearing a pink undergarment, and had just come out of the bath, with glistening water droplets still hanging on her cloud-like hair.
The pink, sheer gauze dress couldn't conceal her graceful curves; her body was clearly defined and exquisitely proportioned.
Her breasts were high and firm, barely visible; her legs were slender, long, and shapely; her waist was so thin it could be grasped in one hand.
Jiang Yun stared intently at the beautiful woman sitting upright on the bed, her body reclining gracefully. Her face was flushed with embarrassment, her eyes were closed, and her breasts rose and fell rhythmically.
At this moment, Jiang Yun still felt parched, and a burning desire ignited within him as if he were being consumed by fire.
Stunned by Bing Xin's delicate and charming beauty, Jiang Yun's gaze burned with an uncontrollable lust.
He embraced Bingxin and caressed her gently. Bingxin blushed shyly and breathlessly, her eyes tightly closed and silent.
Bing Xin, you are so beautiful!
Jiang Yun exclaimed in admiration.
"You little rascal, instead of catching mice, you're bullying Bingxin! You're so mean!"
Bingxin murmured breathlessly.
"Good Bingxin, I've caught two of Bingxin's little white rabbits here, so delicate, soft, trembling, and jumping!"
Jiang Yun held Bing Xin's body in his arms, his fiery palms sliding up and down, roaming among the undulating white mountains and clear waters of Bing Xin, and the undulating peaks of her jade-like breasts.
"Jiang Yun!"
Bingxin's heart was stirred by Jiang Yun's skillful caresses and kneading. Her arms, as white as lotus roots, wrapped around Jiang Yun's neck, and she offered her delicate tongue.
Her soft body trembled slightly, her tender skin flushed slightly, and her firm breasts changed into various strange shapes under her thin pink underwear.
"Good Bingxin, I caught a mouse, feel it!"
Jiang Yun sucked hard on Bing Xin's tongue, his palm sliding from Bing Xin's back to her round, jade-like buttocks, the skin of which was full and soft.
Her skin felt as smooth and slippery as solidified cream. Jiang Yun felt a fire burning in her lower abdomen, and the enormous thing between her legs gradually swelled up.
Slowly, a magnificent tent was erected, and Jiang Yun grasped Bing Xin's delicate hand and guided it to rest on it.
Bingxin's smooth body pressed tightly against Jiang Yun, her body wriggling, her soft yet firm nipples rubbing against Jiang Yun's skin.
A soft hand, guided by Jiang Yun, nervously and shyly caressed Jiang Yun's genitals through his shorts, while he murmured, "Jiang Yun, good brother, such a big mouse..."
Bingxin's warm, moist tongue kept kissing Jiang Yun's shoulder skin, while her nimble hands slipped into the tent.
He gently grasped the magnificent, enormous thing, stroking it up and down, sending waves of fear and trembling through Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun felt his blood surging and his heart itching unbearably. He slowly began to undo Bing Xin's pink undergarment, which outlined her beautiful curves.
Bing Xin's soft, pink body was completely exposed, her face as red as fire, glowing with layers of rosy light, and two small nipples stood tall on her snow-white breasts, like buds about to bloom, their halos shimmering.
Bingxin, unable to contain her shyness, had misty eyes like a pool of clear water, and her delicate, bright red cherry lips parted slightly as she softly murmured, "Brother Jiang Yun..."
Jiang Yun reached out and grasped Bing Xin's two towering, solid snow-capped peaks, gently kneading them. They felt warm, soft, and smooth to the touch, an indescribable comfort. His right hand slowly moved to Bing Xin's lower abdomen, and her legs closed.
His long, slender middle finger slipped into a patch of lush grass, and he chuckled, "Bingxin, let me pamper you!"