God of Sprint

Chapter 784 Do you have any regrets?

In the cramped and dim bathroom, two naked figures were entangled together. They seemed to have forgotten everything around them, immersed in each other's fiery desire. Zhao Yun's strong and powerful hands, like a nimble snake, moved on Liu Qin's silky, flawless skin. He gently stroked her back, feeling the delicate touch, and every touch caused a tingling sensation throughout her body.

As Zhao Yun's fingers slid, Liu Qin's body trembled slightly, and she uttered a moan unconsciously. She tilted her head back slightly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure brought by this intimacy. Seeing this, Zhao Yun's movements became more gentle. He slowly explored down along Liu Qin's spine until he touched her round and perky buttocks.

Liu Qin, who had regained some consciousness, leaned against Zhao Yun's ear with a flushed face and whispered softly with a disordered breath: "Zhao...Yun...don't...stay here..." Her voice seemed to be dragged by an invisible force, so weak and blurred.

Zhao Yun nodded slightly, indicating that he understood what she meant. Moreover, Zhao Yun did not want to have sex with her in this environment, which was a bit disrespectful to Liu Qin.

He gently picked up the towel beside him and carefully wiped Liu Qin's wet body, which was emitting a charming fragrance. Every movement was full of tenderness and care, for fear of hurting the lovable woman in his arms.

After carefully wiping Liu Qin's wet body until it was dry, Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if to inhale all the ambiguous atmosphere in the air into his lungs. His eyes were full of tenderness and love, and his hands firmly held Liu Qin's round and plump buttocks, which were as tempting as ripe peaches, and his movements were so gentle that it seemed like he was holding the most precious and rare treasure in the world.

Zhao Yun took steps, each step seemed so firm and steady, as if the ground under his feet was sacred. He walked slowly towards the bedroom, and along the way, Liu Qin kept her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, as if telling of her inner shyness and expectation.

Finally arriving at the bedroom, Zhao Yun carefully placed Liu Qin on the bed, fearing to hurt her in the slightest.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who looked like she came out of a painting, Zhao Yun swallowed.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and began to gently stroke Liu Qin's pair of legs, which were more than one meter long, slender, white and tender. Where his fingers passed, it seemed to bring a slight electric current, causing Liu Qin to tremble involuntarily.

Zhao Yun gently lowered his head and gently touched her slender and charming legs with his lips. His kiss was as light as a feather, as if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility of this perfect body. He slowly moved up from the ankles, and every subtle movement was full of tenderness and love.

As Zhao Yun's lips gradually approached, he felt a warm breath coming towards him. It was the heat from deep inside her skin, intoxicating like the warm spring sun shining on the earth. Finally, he came to her smooth and flat belly, stayed there, and felt the slight trembling of her body.

Liu Qin's figure is unique, like a work of art carefully carved by a master sculptor. Her body lines are smooth and natural, without any flaws; every muscle is firm and strong, yet still has the feminine softness and charm. Especially her slender waist and round buttocks, which outline an extremely attractive picture. There is not a trace of excess fat on her body, as if all the fat has been cleverly distributed to the most appropriate position, making her look sexy, charming, healthy and energetic.

As the foreplay was fully laid and the atmosphere was getting thicker, Zhao Yun gently stretched out his arms and hugged Liu Qin tightly. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes full of affection and desire, and slowly approached Liu Qin's petal-like delicate lips. As the distance got closer, the breathing of the two gradually became rapid, as if the whole world was only them.

Finally, Zhao Yun gently embraced Liu Qin's head, making it impossible for her to avoid the impending passionate kiss. Then, he sealed Liu Qin's red lips without hesitation, and gently pried open her tightly closed teeth with the tip of his tongue, exploring the sweetness and warmth in it. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them was no longer important. Only the fiery emotions between them continued to rise and intertwine...

After Zhao Yun's long and unremitting efforts and struggles, Liu Qin's consciousness, which had been corrupted by the aphrodisiac, finally began to become clear, and she gradually regained the sanity that she had lost for a long time.

At this moment, she was like a beautiful flower that had just awakened from a deep sleep, exuding an enchanting charm. Her eyes, which were already extremely charming, were now like a deep lake, sparkling and full of endless tenderness and love.

She stared at the man who was hugging her tightly, with an indescribable emotion in her heart. Slowly, she raised her hand and gently stroked Zhao Yun's handsome and resolute face, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance deeply into her heart.

Zhao Yun felt the warmth from Liu Qin's fingertips and couldn't help but tremble slightly. He held her hand tightly, his eyes full of concern and pity, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" His voice was full of love for her.

Liu Qin shook her head gently, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth, that smile was as warm as a spring breeze.

Zhao Yun turned his head slightly, gazing at the person in front of him with gentle and deep eyes. His voice was so soft as if he was afraid of breaking the peaceful atmosphere: "Having sex under such circumstances, do you feel... a little regretful?"

Liu Qin bit her lip lightly, her eyes showing a hint of sadness and confusion. She slowly lowered her head, as if she was lost in some memories. After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes flashing with determination, and whispered: "Actually... I have imagined countless times what kind of man I would give my first time to."

Zhao Yun listened quietly without interrupting, but just used encouraging eyes to signal her to continue.

The woman took a deep breath and continued, "In my fantasy, the man should be a brave, upright and kind hero; he should have a broad mind and be able to tolerate everything about me; he should also be smart and talented, walk side by side with me, and face the challenges in life together." When she said this, a blush appeared on her face, but she still looked bravely into Zhao Yun's eyes.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly and asked with some confidence: "So, what do you think... do I fit the image of your ideal man?" Although his tone was calm, it revealed an indescribable expectation.

Liu Qin just said softly, "Maybe this is the best way!"