Above the mountains of Guizhou, stars twinkled, the vast, desolate landscape resembling layers of menacing beasts pressing down.
In the sky, red and blue flight lights flickered, accompanied by the whirring of propellers. A helicopter silhouetted itself against the darkness, and in the spacious back seat sat a woman, her figure curvaceous and shapely, wearing a slightly ill-fitting white lab coat. Her thick, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her elegant, intellectual face was framed by silver-rimmed glasses.
Despite wearing only light makeup, her skin was flawless and radiant. Her long, shapely legs, clad in sleek black stockings, stretched out, crossed and strikingly long, the tips of her petal-like black stockings playfully hooking onto silver-white stiletto heels.
Her posture was both graceful and elegant, yet carried a touch of girlish charm. This was Zhao Ziran, who had recently been at the base deep in the mountains of Guizhou.
Her fair, slender arms rested on her elegantly shaped chin. Her bright, clear eyes, unusually, weren't focused on the data, but rather on the night sky outside the helicopter window. Memories, a touch of sweetness, and melancholy flickered across her pretty face, finally settling on unwavering resolve.
Nothing could happen; she wouldn't allow anyone to harm A-Dong, not even her own family…
"We're almost at the airport!" the pilot called out, turning around. Zhao Ziran glanced out the window and saw lines of fire crisscrossing the dark horizon in the distance, like a string of luminous pearls.
The airport was now clearly visible through the rows of lights.
"I'm here, A-Dong…"
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"Slap!" A resounding slap echoed, and Ma Zhikai's chubby cheek swelled up instantly. He felt dizzy and disoriented, his eyes almost blazing with malice.
Suddenly, however, he remembered his current predicament. His heart skipped a beat, and he snapped back to reality, his body trembling. Unlike his earlier tiger-like attack, he cowered and retreated like a mouse.
But Yu Tang, who had slapped Ma Zhikai hard across the face, seemed frozen, making no further move.
Meanwhile, Ma Zhikai, who was pleading, seemingly crying out, "No...don't...", failed to see that the girl's bright, beautiful face was now flushed crimson. Fine beads of sweat glistened on the tip of her delicate nose, and her skin, particularly her nipples, knuckles, and fingers, was flushed a tempting blush, which, combined with the fine beads of sweat, created an indescribable allure of spring.
Looking at the man prostrate on the ground, Yu Tang gently bit her lip, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a hint of murderous intent that flashed several times, only to be dissolved by her increasingly flushed and intoxicated expression. At the same time, her shapely, long, and jade-white thighs involuntarily rubbed against each other again, revealing a breathtakingly glistening sheen between her plump thighs.
After a moment, the girl sighed, rose, and walked to the man. She raised her snow-white, bare feet, her five translucent white toes resting on his chin, gesturing for him to look up.
One of her feet, exuding an indescribable fragrance, warm and smooth like fine jade, yet with a slightly moist feel, was extended towards him. Her calf, smooth and delicate, with a translucent, porcelain-like milky white sheen, was immediately revealed. Ma Zhikai didn't understand the girl's intention at first, but in the next moment, he was overwhelmed with ecstasy.
It turned out that the girl's snow-white, delicate feet had slid from his chin all the way to his lips. The sensation of her toes—soft as cream, smooth as powder, yet with distinct, pearly texture—was exhilarating.
And when those five neat, adorable toes, like scallion shoots, touched his lips, the suggestion couldn't be clearer. He instantly forgot his fear, excitedly opening his mouth wide to swallow the five slender, exquisite toes whole, followed by continuous sucking and smacking sounds.
A strange, sweet taste mingled with his lips and teeth. Ma Zhikai was overjoyed to discover that the girl's feet not only smelled intoxicatingly fragrant, but also tasted like a layer of diluted honey between her toes—subtly sweet and incredibly tempting.
Even more exquisite were the delicate, jade-like toes. The sweet, moist texture between their fine crevices was inexhaustible; no matter how much one kissed, it remained like a touch of honey. Each toe was exquisitely crafted, with perfectly proportioned flesh and bone, like a freshly peeled bamboo shoot, a tender silkworm, soft and boneless.
The soft, dagger-like tongue freely probed into the tender crevices between the toes, licking and teasing, leaving sticky saliva in the grooves. Then it moved downwards, licking the soft, pink, baby-bottom-like toes, smooth as powder, the almost wrinkle-free forefoot pads, the soft, pinkish-white arches, the flawless, rounded heels—the bare, delicate soles were soon covered in glistening saliva.
It appeared even more translucent and alluringly moist…
The girl's breathing quickened subtly, and a damp trail of moisture trickled down her snow-white thigh, almost reaching the shapely back of her knee. Ma Zhikai, having already kissed her jade-like feet, showed no sign of stopping. He cupped the small sole he had just licked and then kissed his way up her smooth, porcelain-like calf.
The fine sweat seeping from Yu Tang's fragrant skin, like that on her jade-like feet, carried a faint sweetness—a wonderful, rich fragrance naturally secreted by beautiful flesh, incomparable to any vulgar artificial substance like perfume. It was warm, sticky, and sweet, carrying a strong sense of lust seeping from beneath her skin.
"Ah~" With an involuntary sucking, a faint red mark was left on the girl's jade-like leg, eliciting a moan that seemed to contain a hint of dissatisfaction, yet also carried a coquettish and sweet breath—an extremely alluring moan.
Seeing that the girl seemed aroused, Ma Zhikai grew bolder and licked upwards along her smooth, long legs, past her small, rounded knees. Her snow-white, silky thighs were now close at hand. Suddenly, Ma Zhikai caught a whiff of a strange, delicate fragrance, sweet and rich on her fair skin, yet even more intense and intense.
Besides this, there was an even more alluring scent, like a mixture of fruit and floral fragrances, neither entirely muttony nor entirely fishy, an irresistible aroma that made one's penis almost explode!
Following the scent, he saw two legs, as smooth and translucent as ice and snow, perfectly rounded and long, with delicate and graceful lines, like a dreamlike fairy. Between them, several clear streaks of moisture meandered down, leading to a pink stream overflowing between her white, snow-white valleys…