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It was as if she wanted Qin He to be even closer to her. Closer still—
Biting and sucking at Qin He's moist flesh, Yan Ling suddenly sat down and successfully used the baby's room in her own uterus, sucking Qin He into the extremely soft and warm uterine wall.
As the two made a soft, wet sound as they joined together, Yan Ling's vision blurred, and the outline of the glans penis protruding on her belly became even more pronounced than before.
"Oh? Yan Ling... is it alright to just sit inside my uterus like this? If you let me ejaculate inside like this, I might end up having a baby~"
During these days of discipline-like sexual intercourse, Qin He taught Yan Ling and her mother the most basic knowledge about pregnancy and sex. And Yan Ling's current twisting motion was already an answer to Qin He—
"You...when have you ever not ejaculated inside?"
"You thrust into me like this every day, even though every time... you ejaculate inside me? ~ Ugh, keep... keep thrusting like this, ugh—!"
Under Qin He's vigorous thrusting, Yan Ling gushed forth repeatedly, her muscles and bones going limp as she nestled in Qin He's arms.
As Yan Ling gushed forth in succession and her tender flesh tightened, Qin He simultaneously let out a groan of pleasure. His fiery-hot penis withdrew halfway, parting the tight, tender flesh of her vulva, and struck the soft, pink cervix once more!
Because Yan Ling cooperated by sitting down again, the uterine passage, which had not yet closed due to the impact, was forcibly pushed open.
Qin He's enormous glans and shaft easily invaded the fiery, wild womb of the mature mother.
In an instant, the shaft was also gripped by the frantically contracting folds of flesh inside the vagina, rendering it unable to move. The cervix sucked and bit down hard on Qin He's glans, as if it were fiercely demanding his semen.
Qin He's glans, deep inside the mature mother's uterus, felt the intensely warm, moist sensation. The uterine walls of the baby's uterus, being frantically penetrated by Qin He, scraped and thrust against it until they reached their very end.
The soft, delicate walls of her uterus teased and provoked Qin He's penis. The sensitive glans transmitted waves of intense, ecstatic pleasure.
As Qin He held her waist and hips and thrust into her hard, Yan Ling's voluptuous body was pounded up and down, a frenzied intercourse that resembled violent pile driving.
In order to obtain more pleasure, Yan Ling moaned softly while her fair and rosy body writhed back and forth.
She mobilized her whole body to accommodate Qin He's thrusting penis, her tender flesh and honey cavity contracting vigorously from time to time, tightly gripping and enveloping the man's penis, bringing an even more extreme suffocating and entangled feeling to Qin He's thick penis.
Seeing that Yan Ling was already engrossed in the sexual act with him, Qin He gradually increased the speed at which he manipulated the tip of his penis.
Feeling the trembling of the alluring woman in his arms, his erect penis, as valiant and powerful as a dragon, grew even more excited. The glans stirred repeatedly within her uterus, awaiting his ejaculation, causing Yan Ling to gasp and moan with pleasure.
Qin He vigorously swung his hips, forcefully thrusting his swollen, engorged penis, soaked in Yan Ling's slippery love honey, into her wet, juicy, and alluring vagina.
Throughout the entire process, it was a frenzied in-and-out thrusting and drilling. Qin He ravaged the uterus and the vaginal canal, and Yan Ling was pushed up and down as if being drilled and cultivated by a pile driver.
Yan Ling's mature and alluring charms were irresistible, and she couldn't help but moan uncontrollably.
In her hazy, dreamy eyes, a look of joy gradually emerged under the influence of Qin He's passionate love.
She put everything else aside and spontaneously cooperated with Qin He's every deep thrust.
Writhing her incredibly voluptuous body, Yan Ling, after being repeatedly disciplined these past few days, now had Qin He and the things she did with Qin He completely on her mind.
She let Qin He hold her and thrust wildly into her, his fair and soft buttocks being played with at will, and he didn't care what he did, even if he kneaded them into various shapes.
Yan Ling now just wants Qin He to ejaculate inside her without any restraint, to give her the ultimate pleasure, and to give her the blissful climax of being a female.
Chapter 135 For her daughter's sake, she had no choice but to drain him dry.
He brought Yan Ling to repeated orgasms, but Qin He stubbornly refused to give her his semen. Desperate, the voluptuous, mature beauty beneath him writhed and twisted her body, her incredibly moist vaginal muscles frantically squeezing Qin He dry.
But Qin He just hadn't ejaculated yet.
If it weren't for the shame, Yan Ling would have cried long ago. How come Qin He is getting better and better every day, making her orgasm countless times, but not a single drop of his semen has been released?
She twisted her plump, snowy buttocks, causing the honey-scented flesh inside to twist and swirl, kissing and sucking Qin He's throbbing, wildly thrusting penis tightly.
"You...you can't ejaculate anymore?"
Despite being relentlessly exploited by such a voluptuous beauty as Yan Ling, Qin He was still able to hold on... What kind of drug did this wretched guy take?
Seeing Yan Ling ask this question, Qin He wasn't angry, but he really found it funny.
How can a woman be captured in prison, held and forced to have sex with for half a day, and then complain that she can't ejaculate for so long?
Qin He immediately swung his hand down and slapped Yan Ling's plump, beautiful buttocks hard. The incredibly pleasurable waves of flesh were extremely pleasing to the eye, and this stunning sight of undulating, alluring flesh made Qin He, who was still not ready to ejaculate, even harder!
Her body was on the verge of collapse from the intense pleasure of love and desire, but Yan Ling had to keep going.
Ultimately, her efforts to exploit Qin He stemmed not only from her feelings for him, but also from other personal reasons.
Just as a wolf won't kill indiscriminately once it's had its fill, Yan Ling believed that as long as Qin He released his desires within himself, he wouldn't target his daughter.
He had to be completely drained for his daughter's sake!
Yan Liu is still too young... Yan Ling felt that she shouldn't have to endure this kind of thing.
As a mother, all Yan Ling could do was exhaust Qin He's energy. She would drain him until he ejaculated uncontrollably... In the process of this effort, she neglected her own needs.
Rather than the pleasure of sex, it's more accurate to say that Yan Ling has come to enjoy the feeling of being in contact with Qin He.
The pleasure of his penis was almost addictive, and there was an inexplicable happiness when he penetrated her or held her... It was a huge happiness that was completely different from the happiness she felt when she raised Yanliu.
……
Qin He had actually been holding back, wanting to test his limits in sex. After all, what man doesn't like to last longer?
But there's a limit to how long it can last; Yan Ling's incessantly pulsating, fiery, alluring orifice is no joke.
He was frantically moving in and out of the tight, honeyed crevice, and now it was indeed time for his pent-up desire to swell and finally erupt.
"Ugh... Ugh! Qin He... If, if you say that ejaculating like this can make me pregnant with your child... then, then you will be... Yan Liu's father."
Yan Ling learned a lot of new knowledge from Qin He's personal instruction.
Among them, "father" is a generational title used specifically to address Qin He, in contrast to "mother".
Surprised that Yan Ling would suddenly say such a thing, Qin He sped up his manipulation. He wanted to ejaculate inside her and then enjoy the lubrication of her overflowing breast milk.
"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"Hmm—I was thinking, if...if...you could really be Yanliu's father, you probably wouldn't treat her badly. So..."
Hmm? Although Qin He certainly wouldn't treat his women badly, what exactly makes Yan Ling so certain?
"Yan Ling... why do you think I wouldn't treat her badly?"
With his hips heaving, Qin He thrust wildly into her plump, juicy hole, causing this lonely, thirsty, mature woman to climax wildly within his shape.
"Hmm...it's coming!"
Ultimately, his thing is just flesh and blood, and it has a limit to its endurance.
Facing a voluptuous and alluring beauty like Yan Ling, even if Qin He's thing were an iron rod, it would probably melt into molten iron in the hot, moist red dragon's seductive cave.
As Yan Ling raised her head, a loud, climax-like cry and gasp rang out.
Qin He's surging semen finally poured into her honeyed cave, yearning for love.
……
Now, Qin He wanted to know how Yan Ling, who had been locked in solitary confinement and subjected to his daily "training" with his penis, truly viewed him.
"You...you brought snacks for Yanliu before, right? She said that her favorite food was lava snails and lava conch...I didn't expect you to remember."
Qin He remembered.
That wasn't about sex or discipline; he just happened to have a lot of snacks while looting the store shelves. Come to think of it, that little devil red dragon Yanliu seems to like them.
So he got some lava snails and took his prey from that day to Flame Liu's confinement room.
Qin He's rules were simple: whatever kind of prey Yan Liu could hunt, that's what he'd get to eat.
Previously, Zhong Liuxiu used the power of the dragon's tail to attract and raise a large number of Snow Rabbits, Frightened Deer, and some other non-threatening magical beasts.
Qin He wanted to tame Yan Liu from a spoiled, arrogant young dragon who had everything done for him, into a sensible young dragon hunter.
There's at least enough prey for practice.
"Tell me what level of prey you can kill. Aren't you tired of eating rabbits all the time?"
Qin He then provided Yan Liu with appropriate training, and the young dragon had already grown to possess the strength of a peak first-tier dragon. She then volunteered to hunt the Frightened Deer.
The frightened deer is a wild animal, possessing strong muscles and remarkable speed. Its forked antlers, resembling tree branches, are quite destructive.
Generally, they have a chance to fight back when facing first-tier predators.
Qin He put the startled deer into the confinement room. Yan Liu's dragon body was still larger than the startled deer, so she tried to take the initiative to attack.
However, unfamiliar with the characteristics of its prey, Yanliu was trampled by the hooves of the startled deer and then knocked over by its antlers. For a young dragon, the most vulnerable part is its wings.
Unlike Qin He, Yan Liu's wings were not protected by fine scales. After being rammed by the startled deer, its fragile wing membranes were immediately damaged.
At that time, besides feeling heartbroken, Yan Ling, as a mother, was also filled with regret and self-blame. If she had made plans earlier and taught Yan Liu how to hunt, things wouldn't be like this now.
Or... if she hadn't spoiled Yanliu in the first place, perhaps her daughter would have...
Qin He retrieved the startled deer, but did not use magic to heal Yan Liu's wings.
"Ouch—it hurts so much! You…you could at least cast a couple of healing spells, right? Since you can even disguise yourself as a silver dragon, do you even know any ice magic? Cast a couple of freezing spells to cool me down and relieve the pain—"
Shaking her dragon wings with the small hole in them, Yan Liu started crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, demanding that Qin He heal her. But Qin He was unconcerned; he had done his homework beforehand with the tree seeds.
The regenerative ability of young dragons is no joke; even a dragon's wing can be injured to the point of having a hole the size of a finger.
Eating a meal of beast meat and then taking a nap would probably allow her to fully recover without leaving a trace. Therefore, Qin He had no reason to spoil her.
"If you want to continue the challenge, just let me know anytime. If you don't kill that frightened deer, you won't get any venison today; you'll have to eat rabbit instead."
"If you don't consider yourself a proud red dragon and only intend to hunt easy prey like the Snow Rabbit, then you're no different from those mediocre low-level magical beasts."
After saying that, Qin He tossed a bag of Flaming Snails to Yan Liu. After all, he couldn't let this pampered young dragon face the Frightened Deer on an empty stomach.
The moment Qin He saw the Flaming Snail, he noticed Yan Liu's eyes light up. After all, while imprisoned by Qin He, she hadn't been as extravagant as before, except for learning how to hunt Snow Rabbits.
Back in the tribe, Yanliu could eat all sorts of monster meat as she pleased.
Now that she could finally see the snacks she missed, Yanliu hurriedly took them.
"I...I've made up my mind! I'll fight again after I finish eating these snails! You're right...Those mere Frightened Deer are just things we hunt, worthless beasts without even magic power—nothing to be afraid of!"
She made a challenge, but in the second round, Yanliu was once again defeated and knocked over by the Frightened Deer. She swung her dragon tail to try and break the Frightened Deer's front hooves, but instead, the Frightened Deer stepped on her tail.
Unleashing its dragon might, Yan Liu intimidated the frightened deer, causing its very soul to tremble. But just as he pounced on the deer's body, preparing to snap its throat, the beast suddenly awoke.
With a series of kicks from her deer hooves, she flew off to the side again. After repeated setbacks, the pampered Yan Liu originally wanted to surrender and change her prey to a snow rabbit.
But at the crucial moment, she remembered Qin He's words and the bag of Flaming Snails.
She was a dragon, soaring freely through the skies, unrestrained and invincible. If she were to succumb to a mere fawn, how could she possibly shoulder her mother's responsibilities and become the future leader of her tribe?
Without requesting a change of prey, Yanliu continued fighting the startled deer.
In fact, her performance was not bad. Apart from those naturally gifted individuals like Qin He and Zhong Liuxiu, some young dragons wandering in the wild without combat experience often failed to catch their prey.
After several attempts, Yan Liu finally killed the frightened deer. Over the course of these days, her impression of Qin He gradually changed.
Yan Liu knew that Qin He wanted to train himself, but Yan Ling, who had been watching from the side, did the same.
Over time, her obedience to Qin He went beyond just physical intimacy.
It can be said that, apart from her unwillingness to let Qin He touch Yan Liu's body... in other aspects, both physically and mentally, Yan Ling had already accepted Qin He to some extent.
Chapter 136 The Beautiful Red Dragon's Volcanic Milk Pudding
It turns out that Yan Ling had been watching all of Qin He's training of Yan Liu these past few days.
Qin He was thankful that the Red Dragon Clan Chief in front of him wasn't some chaotic, spoiled brat; at least he knew right from wrong. It was just that he'd spoiled his daughter too much before…
“Yan Ling, there are two of your old friends outside the city right now, both of them are Saint Dragons at the early stage of Sainthood.”
"Blue Dragon Mulberry led a large army to surround the entire dead city, while Black Dragon Ink Jade was entrusted by your clan to come and take you and your daughter back."
Qin He tentatively informed Yan Ling about the two dragons outside the city.
"Hmm... I'm a dragon of the same generation as them. They've both reached the Saintly Rank, but I'm still only at the mid-ninth rank. You must think I'm weak, right?"
The Dragon Realm Council actually placed great importance on the cultivation of the next generation of the dragon race. Among the five-colored dragons at that time, Yan Ling, Mo Yu, Sang Shen, and the other green and white dragons had the most powerful talents.
According to Tiamat's speculation, these five young dragons, led by Yanling, all possess the potential to become gods.
As long as they grow steadily, their future prospects are absolutely limitless.
Having received ten years of voluntary training on Five Emperor Dragon Island, the five exceptionally talented dragons are like schoolmates. They have a good relationship with each other, and their strength is roughly equal.
Things like sparring and fighting among themselves are just minor squabbles.
Among them, Yan Ling is widely recognized as the strongest of the five dragons. Besides the red dragon's racial potential, Yan Ling's combat skills are also not to be underestimated.
Qin He believed that if he didn't use Nidhogg's poison and Black Xuanwu scales, it would be extremely difficult for him to defeat Yan Ling, a mid-level ninth-rank cultivator.
After all, Qin He could draw a gun, and Yan Ling could defend herself with magic. With the help of Hundred Refinements Divine Forging and Nidhogg's Bite, he could injure Yan Ling.
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