Li Qing and Qi Mengru collided like a bundle of dry wood meeting a fierce flame.

Although they had been separated for only a little over a week, for Qi Mengru, it felt as if several springs and autumns had passed.

She was passion personified, her soft, burning body pressed against Li Qing’s, fervently seeking his broad warmth.

Before Li Qing could make any substantial move, she had nearly stripped him bare, her delicate, tender palms slipping into Li Qing’s pants, eagerly grasping the rigid, burning object.

"Quickly eat me here!"

Qi Mengru lifted her small vest that could barely cover those two soft mounds.

She displayed her most private and sacred place before Li Qing.

The dignified and noble Qi Mengru, in this moment, seemed to transform into a ravenous witch, doing all she could to present her captivating body and scorching passion before Li Qing.

"Not naughty enough, say it again."

Li Qing sucked on the pert little nub, intentionally teasing with a smirk.

"Quickly eat my breasts, eat my peaches."

Qi Mengru pressed her forehead against Li Qing’s and whispered bashfully.

"I didn’t hear!"

Li Qing pressed the two heavy, full mounds together, immensely enjoying himself.

"Eat my peaches, husband, eat my peaches!"

Qi Mengru panted softly, her voice so tender that it turned Li Qing’s bones to jelly, and his urge surged instantly.

He gripped Qi Mengru’s slender waist tightly, his mouth vigorously sucking and lightly nibbling on the small nub, while his hands traveled down her smooth, slender waist to her firm, round buttocks.

The exquisite and smooth touch felt like caressing a premium jade artifact, impossible to put down.

As he kneaded the round and firm buttocks, Li Qing’s hand ventured toward that mysterious and unknown place.

Within the damp jungle, a great flood was underway, soft and slick to the touch.

Li Qing’s fingers gently probed inside, instantly enveloped by the extremely tight heat.

Qi Mengru’s body shuddered lightly, her breathing through her nostrils becoming increasingly hurried.

She arched her back slightly, and from her mouth came a faint, soul-stirring moan.

"Husband, come inside, I... can’t take it anymore."

"What did you say? I didn’t hear you clearly!" Li Qing said deliberately with a naughty smile at the corner of his mouth.

Qi Mengru, blushing with shyness, said urgently near Li Qing’s ear, "Husband, do me now, I can’t take it any longer."

"How come I still can’t hear you?" Li Qing said intentionally.

Qi Mengru, deeply embarrassed, bit her lip and said again, "Husband, do me, fill me up!"

"I want my husband to do me hard, tear me apart."

Li Qing, holding Qi Mengru, stood up and laid her on the not-so-spacious sofa.

Her fair, smooth skin shimmered with an enchanting glow under the light, and her slightly spread legs were posed in an extremely seductive position.

Li Qing’s inner heat also reached its peak at this moment.

Without any more hesitation, he wielded his rigid weapon, charging straight for the dragon’s lair, the tiger’s den.

"Ah..."

The sudden feeling of being completely filled, taut and full, made Qi Mengru involuntarily let out an intense moan.

"Ah ah ah..."

The crisp smacking sound echoed in the office.

The well Qi Mengru, recently rejuvenated with life, required little effort from Li Qing to draw out the babbling spring water.

In the midst of the vigorous smacking sounds, squelching noises soon mingled in.

From the sofa to the desk, and then onto the large bed, the two moved.

An hour and a half later.

Qi Mengru was sprawled on the bed like a mud figure, her body drenched in sweat, as though she had been fished out of water.

"Qingzi, I really can’t take it anymore, I can’t take it. Why are you so amazing today?"

Qi Mengru was so exhausted that even speaking was a soft and feeble effort.

Li Qing was also quite surprised, as he indeed had been exceptionally capable today.

An hour and a half had passed, yet he felt no signs of release approaching.

Suddenly, he remembered the Solidifying Spirit Elixir he had eaten in the afternoon.

Could it be that little elixir that was causing mischief?

"Really can’t take it anymore?"

Li Qing pulled out and, caressing Qi Mengru’s smooth and delicate back, he asked.

Qi Mengru shook her head wearily, "Qingzi, I really can’t. If you keep going, you’ll really kill me."

"Do you feel like it’s about to happen?"

Li Qing shook his head, "I feel... still far off."

"Ah?!" Qi Mengru was taken aback and suddenly felt a bit of a breakdown.

She had been thinking if Li Qing was about to come, she could just hold on.

But still far off...

She was genuinely frightened now.

In the past hour and a half, she didn’t know how many times she had climaxed.

The feeling was like scaling a peak, climbing one high mountain after another, so many that she had lost count.

The process was very comfortable, but after so many times, her body couldn’t take it anymore.

Now she felt incredibly weak, her legs involuntarily flailing about.

"So what do we do now? Qingzi, I really can’t keep up with you," Qi Mengru said with a wry smile.

Li Qing was now considering this matter as well.

It was obvious that Qi Mengru couldn’t go on. He tried to get rid of the thought and calm his mind, but it was rigid and wouldn’t subside.

How could it still be so hard to go down after rising, was the effect of a Solidifying Spirit Elixir really this terrifying?

"I’ll go take a shower, try to give up, and let it relax," Li Qing said as he got up.

Qi Mengru looked at Li Qing with a sense of apology, "I’m sorry, I..."

"It’s not your fault; it’s my issue. I tried that Solidifying Spirit Elixir today to see what it does, didn’t expect it to be so terrifying," Li Qing said with a bitter smile.

"Ah?" Qi Mengru was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "You’re already so strong, why take the elixir?"

"It’s a Solidifying Spirit Elixir, for strengthening the body, I just wanted to try it, who would have thought," Li Qing said, at a loss for words.

The power of this elixir was far beyond his imagination.

With this hardness, it could really be used as a weapon.

"You rest first; I’m going to wash up," Li Qing said, patting Qi Mengru’s damp behind.

Qi Mengru gave a soft nod.

After taking an ice-cold shower, Li Qing walked into Qi Mengru’s bedroom with a look of worry on his face.

"I’m screwed..."

Qi Mengru, lying on the bed half-asleep, glanced at Li Qing’s waist and her face was immediately filled with shock.

"Cold showers didn’t work?"

Li Qing nodded, "I have absolutely no thoughts of that sort right now, but it just won’t go down. What should I do? I can’t just walk away like this, it’s too much. The elixir is so terrifying!"

"Do you... have any other women you’re involved with in town?" Qi Mengru asked after some thought.