Old love is better than new love
Situ Ping carried Tang Ziyu back into the house and then took her pulse. When he had hugged her just now, he had already noticed that her body temperature was not normal. After listening to Tang Ziyu’s situation and what the doctor had said, Situ Ping fell into deep thought. It was true that there had been no previous cases of people becoming completely cold after eating the mysterious ice, but her current condition was indeed similar to what the doctor had said.
Although there were now the scales of the qilin to keep her body warm, no one knew what would happen in the future. Situ Ping looked at her and saw that her hair had turned pale and would soon turn white: ‘Your hair is turning from black to white, and soon we will be a pair, two old people with white hair.’ Tang Ziyu stroked his face: ‘I remember hearing a song before: love even after death, it’s not complete without passion. But I only know that feeling now. You promised me that you would live on, didn’t you? Why has my hair turned colour?’
‘I also thought I could live on with strength, but the moment I read the letter, I knew that the courage needed to survive is really much greater than the courage to die. That night I grew old, my heart grew old.’ “Nonsense! Jin Yun has been replaced by Qiao Yun, you are not old at heart at all!” “That was for the Emperor to see, I only asked her to come so that everyone else would be at ease. Do you think I would allow her to come to my room, or come here?” Tang Zi Yu leaned into his embrace, knowing that it was impossible. No other woman could stand between them, as evidenced by the red bean chain.
‘Speaking of old, do you know why some people can look young despite their age?’ ‘I don’t know. Is it because they are just as old as us, except that their hair has turned white?’ ‘That’s right and wrong. They are indeed very old, but their hearts are just like mine, which are not old at all!’ ‘What do you mean by “not old at heart”?’ Tang Ziyu looked at Situ curiously. Suddenly, she noticed that one of Situ’s hands had actually slipped under her clothes and was unfastening her corset. ‘What are you doing?’ “Don’t you want to know what it means to have an unaging heart?” Situ Ping gave a little evil laugh, then embraced Ziyu and carried her to the bed.
The two long-separated bodies soon freed themselves from their bonds. Situ Ping kissed her pale lips, then the pair of round breasts that had been nurtured by Murong Hong. He took one nipple in his mouth while his other hand kneaded the other erect pink nipple. While Tang Ziyu was enjoying the feeling of being caressed on her breasts, Situ’s other hand had already reached the most tender spot. He rhythmically pressed the hardened nub with a mischievous heart, while another slender finger inserted itself shallowly into the entrance to her pussy, teasing Ziyu, who was both itchy and numb. Soon honeydew began to flow, and her pussy swallowed his finger like a little mouth.
Tang Ziyu’s face turned pink, her eyes became seductive and inviting, and her little nose hummed out that moving sound. Honey water kept flowing from her pussy. Situ Ping knew that she was ready for him, so he spread her legs wide apart and thrust the hot dragon inside. But he didn’t thrust very deeply, just slowly thrusting into her pussy a little, making her want it but not getting any relief.