As the two were about to become one, Mo Yihan suddenly trembled all over, and tears welled up in her spirited, beautiful eyes.
"What's wrong?" Yang Feilong asked, looking at Mo Yihan's expression with concern.
"Feilong, I'm scared," Mo Yihan said, hugging Yang Feilong and sobbing.
At this moment, she was like a soft little lamb.
"It's okay, look, Xiao Yunyun, aren't you here?" Yang Feilong comforted her with a gentle smile, "I'll be gentle."
"En, okay Feilong, I'm not scared anymore! You... come in!" Mo Yihan took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.
However, just as Yang Feilong was about to go for it, Mo Yihan started crying again. She was, after all, still afraid.
Yang Feilong thought for a moment and knew the reason. Mo Yihan's emotions had been too volatile today, leading to a certain fear in her heart. Of course, even with fear, it wouldn't prevent them from being intimate, but Yang Feilong didn't want Mo Yihan's first time to be marred by fear, as it could have a lifelong impact.
After some thought, Yang Feilong decided to give up.
Mo Yihan felt guilty and mustered her courage again, saying, "Feilong, you don't need to mind me, I, I'm just a little scared, I might get used to it quickly."
"I've thought about it, the first time can't be so rushed. I want to give you a wonderful experience. It's not too late to do it when you're completely ready!" Yang Feilong smiled, without any pretense.
"Husband, you're so good!" Mo Yihan kissed Yang Feilong, moved.
She even called Yang Feilong "husband" for the first time.
She didn't mind giving herself completely to Yang Feilong, but for her first time, she truly didn't want it to happen like this.
Firstly, she wasn't ready. Secondly, Yang Feilong and Han Yun had been intimate for a long time before.
She wasn't jealous of Han Yun, of course, as it was because Han Yun gave her the opportunity that she and Yang Feilong were together. But for her first time, she ultimately wanted Yang Feilong all to herself.
"Husband, are you uncomfortable?" Mo Yihan peeked at him with a blush.
"Ahem, it's fine, I'll drive myself later," Yang Feilong said, his face not flushing.
"Although we can't do *that*, I can help you in other ways," Mo Yihan said with a charming smile.
She had learned quite a bit about that aspect of intimacy. Her yoga class had many married, wealthy women who seemed very proper, but when it came to marital intimacy, they were all incredibly detailed. Why was her driving so skilled? It was entirely influenced by those women; she had heard too much.
Alright, recently she had experienced a lot of this non-physical intimacy. Although it wasn't the same as the real thing, not wanting to disappoint Mo Yihan, he agreed to her alternative method.
It had to be said, her good figure was indeed an advantage. The two peaks of Mount Tai and Wangwu, coupled with her rosy lips, made Yang Feilong enjoy himself immensely. Indeed, with such magnificent "mountains," playing with them felt even better!
Of course, Yang Feilong reciprocated, allowing Mo Yihan to experience female pleasure as well. Although it wasn't the real thing, the various ecstasies were still endlessly memorable.
...
Dawn broke. Mo Yihan, who had been busy all night, lay in Yang Feilong's arms, not asleep but still radiant, having consumed quite a bit of nourishing food.
The reason Han Yun couldn't walk and needed to be supported wasn't weakness, but soft legs.
After digesting all night, her cultivation had also made significant progress!
Mo Yihan also benefited greatly. She was originally at the peak of the Void Martial Realm, equivalent to a novice in the ancient martial arts world. After this significant experience, her cultivation directly broke through to the True Martial Realm, a breakthrough speed that made Mo Yihan incredibly excited.
Thus, in the latter half of the night, she had taken quite a bit for herself.
Well, Yang Feilong discovered that his women, once they benefited from this aspect, would proactively provide for themselves and be self-sufficient, without him needing to make any requests. He had to admit, this was quite an enjoyable situation!
"What should I say when I see Xiao Yun later?" Yang Feilong rubbed his nose, feeling a bit helpless.
"Say you're clever, but even you have moments of confusion," Mo Yihan chuckled.
"En?" Seeing Mo Yihan's reaction, Yang Feilong slapped his head, dumbfounded. "You, you guys..."
"How long are you two going to be intimate? Breakfast is ready!" Just then, the door opened, and Han Yun's annoyed voice rang out.
Seeing Han Yun open the door and witness her and Yang Feilong, Mo Yihan was so embarrassed that she covered her head with her blanket.
"What are you being shy about in front of me?" Han Yun retorted, then shot Yang Feilong a glance before swaying her hips and leaving.
Yang Feilong understood everything at this moment. No wonder Han Yun had left last night and never returned. He had thought she was genuinely scared and planned to sleep with Mo Yihan. Now, thinking back, the two of them must have coordinated beforehand and made their preparations, leaving him foolishly in the dark.
"Feilong, are you angry?" Mo Yihan peeked out, looking at Yang Feilong with some worry.
"Angry isn't the word," Yang Feilong shook his head. Since almost everything that should have happened had happened, would he break up with Mo Yihan upon learning the truth? That was obviously impossible.
After all, she had almost given him her body, and she genuinely liked him, as did he. Why be melodramatic about it?
Hearing Yang Feilong say this, Mo Yihan breathed a sigh of relief.
This was the moment she felt most anxious and fearful. Hearing Yang Feilong say he wasn't blaming her, her worries completely dissipated. Otherwise, she truly didn't know what to do!
Although she appeared forthright and straightforward, in reality, once she fell in love, she was more prone to anxiety and insecurity than girls of other temperaments.
"However, just letting it go like this isn't acceptable!" Yang Feilong grunted and said.
"Ah? What do you want to do?" Mo Yihan blinked her eyes and asked pitifully.
Yang Feilong nudged her, giving her a look that was meant to be understood rather than explained. Mo Yihan's face instantly turned red. "Bad guy!"
But the next moment, she stealthily glanced outside, then sank down. Despite Han Yun's repeated calls, Yang Feilong bestowed upon Mo Yihan the morning's delicious nourishment.
Afterward, the two of them got up to wash. Alas, they were somewhat reluctant to leave.
But happy times are always short.
"Tomorrow morning, I have to head back to Lan Hai City!" Yang Feilong said while eating breakfast.
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Mo Yihan's face immediately fell, and she still looked a little pale.
"Why so urgent?" Han Yun also asked in confusion.
"I own a chain of pharmacies, and a branch store is opening the day after tomorrow, so I need to oversee it. I also have matters at the jewelry company that require my attention. School will be starting in a few days; they mentioned discussing my grade placement. And my sister, she's starting school soon and is eager to see me," Yang Feilong explained with a wry smile.
After hearing Yang Feilong's explanation, the two women understood. It turned out he had important business to attend to back home.
"Speaking of which, I should also be heading back!" Han Yun nodded. She had initially planned to stay a few more days in Qing Lan City with Yang Feilong, but now that he was leaving, she had to depart as well, after all, she was also a teacher at Lan Hai University.
"If you both leave, what about me?" Mo Yihan looked reluctant.
Her good friend Han Yun was fine; she saw her almost every day for the past month or two. But Yang Feilong, they had just confirmed their relationship last night and were separating today. It was natural for her to feel upset.
"You can go to Lan Hai City to open a yoga branch! Didn't you always want to make your yoga studio a national chain? Now, isn't this a great opportunity?" Han Yun suggested.
"Yes!" Hearing this, Mo Yihan's eyes lit up. She pecked Han Yun on the cheek. "You're truly my good Yunyun."
"Get away!" Han Yun pretended to wipe her face in disgust.
Mo Yihan didn't care about Han Yun's dismissiveness. Instead, she looked at Yang Feilong and asked nervously, "Feilong, do you think I can go to Lan Hai City to develop my business?"
At this moment, Yang Feilong's attitude was what concerned her most.
"Of course, you can! After all, the development of Lan Hai City in recent years has been remarkable, and there are many opportunities there!" Yang Feilong said with a smile.
"Since you also want me to go, I'll open my yoga branch in Lan Hai City," Mo Yihan said happily.