Yang Feilong looked at Luo Xiangning helplessly and said, "You can't just give up!"
"Give up?" Luo Xiangning shook her head. "I just think you're quite handsome, much more so than your father. My first kiss, I couldn't just give it to anyone!"
"That was your first kiss? That was your first bite!" Yang Feilong said speechlessly. "Kissing isn't like that!"
"I thought people kissed by biting each other?" Luo Xiangning's face flushed. As a woman in her late thirties, not understanding this felt very embarrassing.
"That's an exchange of tongues and lips, not biting with teeth," Yang Feilong said irritably. Alright, thinking about it, Luo Xiangning was indeed pitiful. Once the most beautiful woman in the martial world a decade or two ago, in his eyes, she was a perfect goddess. Yes, if he were to score her, a hundred out of a hundred.
She was curvaceous and graceful, possessing a woman's maturity and charm. Furthermore, having not experienced the baptism and nourishment of love, she still retained a hint of ineffable youthfulness within her maturity.
To be honest, why didn't Yang Feilong dodge just now? It couldn't be described as being caught off guard. If the other party had been an assassin, she would have succeeded.
The main reason was that she was too attractive. Perhaps, besides Yang Pingtian, any other man would have been unable to dodge at that moment. No, they wouldn't *want* to dodge.
Therefore, Yang Feilong admired his father's sincerity towards his mother, and at the same time, lamented his father's heartlessness. A woman this beautiful had pursued him for twenty years, yet he remained unmoved, even introducing her to his son. This action was simply... a divine move.
"Is that so?" Luo Xiangning pondered. "Then let's try!"
Yang Feilong: "..."
"What's wrong? You look like your father, someone who sticks rigidly to old ways," Luo Xiangning said with a snort. "You're clearly not. Rumor has it, Yang Feilong is a dashing young master surrounded by beauties!"
Yang Feilong's mouth twitched. Did Luo Xiangning even know his reputation?
"Don't you think this is too strange?" Yang Feilong said helplessly.
"Why, are you disgusted that I liked your father for so many years?" Luo Xiangning retorted.
"No," Yang Feilong shook his head helplessly. "We only met today. We have no feelings for each other, so how can we do such a thing?"
"Isn't it perfect that there are no feelings? No need for responsibility, and I don't need you to be responsible. You're so indecisive, are you even a man?" Seeing Yang Feilong repeatedly refuse, Luo Xiangning became angry. "Where's the spirit you had when you confronted Yang Pingyu and his son? Where's the domineering attitude with which you swung your sword at me? Did a dog eat it?"
"Bring it on!" Yang Feilong's mind heated up with the challenge.
Then, he pulled Luo Xiangning into his arms and kissed her. Despite Luo Xiangning being in her late thirties, she had never experienced such a thing. Yang Feilong's forceful kiss stunned her.
"Open your mouth." Yang Feilong couldn't get his tongue in, so he pinched her shapely buttocks.
Luo Xiangning's buttocks hurt, and she instinctively opened her mouth. Then, Yang Feilong entered with a surge, conquering her.
Luo Xiangning instinctively wrapped her arms around Yang Feilong. At this moment, she felt as if she were floating on clouds, her whole body feeling weightless, forgetting everything.
At this moment, a realization flashed through her mind. No wonder so many couples liked kissing and were so brazen about it in public. It turned out that this kind of thing was so wonderful!
Until a certain moment, she felt a pair of large hands reach inside her clothes and caress her shapely buttocks. She could still barely tolerate it because it felt good, but he actually... touched her there, and used his finger to... This made her shiver uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but bite Yang Feilong's tongue.
Yang Feilong couldn't help but curse, "Are you a dog!"
"You touched me... You shameless man!" Luo Xiangning said angrily, her face flushed red.
"It was involuntary, can you blame me?" Yang Feilong was also blushing from the scolding. It seemed his habit of not being able to control his hands couldn't be changed.
"People kiss properly, they don't do what you do!" Luo Xiangning said with a red face.
"That's in public, where you need to be mindful of appearances. Indoors, it's much more intense than this," Yang Feilong argued. Of course, this wasn't entirely an argument. How could one be so unrestrained in public? Indoors, young couples must be having a wild time. How did he know? He and his women often did this, using himself as an example. Was that acceptable?
Of course, Yang Feilong completely believed that most other couples were probably the same.
Regarding Yang Feilong's words, Luo Xiangning stammered, unsure how to respond. After all, at her age, she had almost zero dating experience.
"I, I, you, you're just no good," Luo Xiangning stammered for a long time, only able to stubbornly retort with a blushing face.
Yang Feilong looked at Luo Xiangning with a half-smile. "Do you still want to keep kissing?"
"I, I..." Luo Xiangning's face was incredibly flushed. At this moment, she was like a young girl in her first love, completely defenseless against Yang Feilong.
If she said no, the recent experience was indeed quite captivating. If she said yes, he would probably laugh at her.
Yang Feilong was not like Luo Xiangning, who was older but lacked experience. He could naturally tell that she still wanted to continue, but was too shy to say it.
So, Yang Feilong embraced Luo Xiangning again. As for the slight scratch on their lips, it was a minor issue for Yang Feilong and did not diminish his enthusiasm.
Yes, he actually had a good impression of a mature woman like Luo Xiangning. Moreover, after the intimate moments they had just shared, the atmosphere had reached this point. If he didn't proceed, he would truly feel like he wasn't a man, just as Luo Xiangning had said!
Seeing Yang Feilong lower his head again, she was startled like a fawn and quickly closed her eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered, looking very nervous, a nervousness tinged with anticipation.
Yang Feilong did not disappoint her and once again captured her soft, sweet lips.
This time, Yang Feilong slightly restrained his hands, not reaching her forbidden zone. Perhaps because of the physical contact they had just shared, as long as Yang Feilong wasn't too excessive, she didn't stop him. Or, if she resisted slightly and Yang Feilong persisted, she would yield.
Initially, the two of them were standing and kissing. But as time went by, Yang Feilong led Luo Xiangning towards the bed.
Yes, there was a bed and other furnishings in this room.
It was Luo Xiangning's dedicated guest room.
Because Luo Xiangning often visited the Yang family in the past, Yang Pingtian, although he had no romantic feelings for her, genuinely treated her like a sister. Thus, he made this dedicated guest room her temporary residence in the Yang family.
Therefore, this was also considered Luo Xiangning's semi-private chamber. Her true private chamber was naturally at the Luo family's residence.
At this moment, Luo Xiangning was completely lost in Yang Feilong's skilled kissing. She didn't even notice when she lay down on the bed, nor did she notice that Yang Feilong had undone her bra clasp.