The golden sun hung low over the horizon, painting the endless stretch of ocean in molten hues of orange and rose. Gentle waves rolled in, their white foam hissing softly against the warm sand before retreating again. A light sea breeze carried the clean scent of salt and distant kelp, tugging playfully at loose strands of hair.
Pan Xiaodie stood barefoot at the water's edge, her toes sinking into the damp sand. She wore a simple, tight black micro bikini top that strained heroically to contain her full, heavy breasts, the slender straps cutting faint, shallow lines into her shoulders as they battled to hold their burden.
Below her toned belly and small waist was a thin black micro bikini, its strings pulled high on her hips, the wet black fabric barely covering her fat pussy lips, clinging between her plump and delicious-looking ass cheeks.
Droplets of seawater glistened across her skin like scattered diamonds, catching the dying light of the sun. Her long, pitch-dark hair whipped wildly behind her in the wind, framing her figure against the glowing horizon.
She turned her head slightly, glancing back over her shoulder at Yun Wuji. He lounged a few paces away on a large beach towel, leaning on his back and staring at the sky, black glasses covering his eyes. He was shirtless, wearing only loose black swim trunks that clung to his powerful thighs.
Splash!
"WTF?!" A sudden gush of water landed right on his face. Startled, he stood up and pulled off the wet glasses, only to be greeted by Pan Xiaodie's bright, unrestrained laughter.
Splash!
Before he could fully clear his vision, another glittering arc of water sailed through the air and slapped against his cheeks and chest. Pan Xiaodie's proud and haughty voice followed immediately, "Why are you lying there like a dead fish? We didn't drag ourselves to the beach so you could nap the whole day away!"
"Little girl, you have no idea who you're messing with."
Yun Wuji tossed the soaked glasses backward without looking; they landed with a soft thump on the towel he had been lying on. He ran toward her with a furious expression. "I will show you why I am the Great Limitless Emperor Yun!"
"Oh~! So scary, I am really, really scared. Oh, Great Emperor, have mercy on me," Pan Xiaodie stuck out her tongue provocatively and ran into the water while waving her hands, spraying water at him. Her clear and happy laughter echoed across the empty beach, where only the two of them existed.
It had been over five years since she came to this dream world and met Yun Wuji. Being together almost all the time, playing together, eating, watching anime, reading stupid books, and chatting, it was all so much fun for her. It had been forever since she ever felt like she deserved to feel this kind of happiness.
The relationship between the two had developed into something very intimate. It felt more like they were a couple rather than just friends. They subtly flirted with each other countless times every day, but they still never crossed that line, which made Pan Xiaodie extremely frustrated. She always needed to steal some free time each day to take care of her own 'frustration'.
Her reaction was only natural. Yun Wuji was handsome, charming, not a simp, knew how to talk, knew how to have fun, and could cook. It was absolutely normal for her to fall for him over a period of five years. Normal women would not be able to resist him even after a single day.
Furthermore, the environment they were in, where it was just the two of them, only helped to foster and accelerate this development even more.
As for Mo Su? Who the fuck was that? She could not even remember his face anymore.
In truth, it was not that she could not remember him. She simply did not want to. His existence only reminded her of sad things she did not want to face. Again, if she were capable of feeling guilty, she certainly would not have fallen in love with Yun Wuji so easily after a mere five years. After all, Pan Xiaodie had once loved Mo Su so deeply that she did not hesitate to steal the two most important Artifacts of the Devil Race just to save him.
She was even determined enough to escape with him, cripple her own cultivation, and hide in the lower realms just to suppress her aura and evade both the God and Devil races.
However, now she only felt guilt and sadness toward herself. To her, she did not owe Mo Su anything at all. On the contrary, he was the one who should feel sorry for her. She had risked her life and ended the era of her entire race just for him. That thought only made her feel even more sorrow for herself.
Obviously, everything was part of Yun Wuji's plan. He always liked to arrange multilayered schemes like this. On one side, he was helping her let go of her lingering sadness and guilt by quietly rewiring them. At the same time, he used those very emotions to make her feelings for Mo Su grow weaker and slowly fade as she spent more time with him.
Splash! Splash!
"Take this! Kamehameha!" Yun Wuji ran through the water, stepping forward as it reached his waist. He mimicked Goku's stance and shoved the water forward with his hands, raising a small wave that crashed straight into Pan Xiaodie, slamming into her front and sending her large chest bouncing violently.
[Quick fun fact I just learned: the King of Hawaii's name is Kamehameha I lol]
The heavy movement of her mommy milkers was the final straw for the brave strings. They snapped apart, and the black bikini fell away. The sun itself seemed drawn to Pan Xiaodie's marvelous globes, light pouring onto her soft, round knockers as they swayed and jiggled freely in the open air.
"Kyaah!" Pan Xiaodie released a sharp, startled squeal and instantly threw her hands up to cover herself. Her palms pressed tightly against her chest in a frantic attempt to shield her boobs, but the sudden, desperate squeeze only caused the soft flesh to bulge and deform noticeably between her fingers. Her face flushed a deep crimson, eyes wide with embarrassment, and the panic written across her features gave her an unexpectedly adorable appearance, utterly at odds with the brash, tomboyish attitude she normally had, "It's… It's all your fault!"
'She has some nice boobs, not as big as Xuanyin and Wuyao, but still, they are huge!' Yun Wuji's eyes stayed fixed on her chest as he made a quick comparison, casually weighing her size against his other wives. He slowly turned around and said, "Hey, there is no one here other than us. I didn't see anything, so you don't need to panic like that."
"You can go put on something to cover yourself."
This would have been the perfect chance to eat her up and end this slow-burning rizz, but Yun Wuji didn't want to make the first move this time.
Hmm... recently, he rarely made the first move in the first place... Whatever!
The thought of this proud tomboy taking the initiative herself was far more satisfying than breaking through her flimsy defense and devouring her outright.
"Hmm?" While shamelessly thinking about when this Original Nether Crown Princess might try to seduce him, Yun Wuji suddenly heard the clear sound of footsteps in the water coming his way. A few moments later, he felt a soft, squishy sensation brushing against his back.
"You are doing it on purpose, aren't you?" Pan Xiaodie's quiet, shy voice came from behind him as she clung to his back.
"No, I didn't. How was I supposed to know your chest would be so large that the string couldn't hold it in place?" Yun Wuji protested, feeling wronged. These accusations were completely false. If there were a court, he would have sued her for defamation. He absolutely did not expect a scene from an ecchi anime to happen in real life.
"That's not it! You idiot!" Pan Xiaodie suddenly grabbed his shoulders with both hands, shouting in frustration. She spun him around forcefully and pressed her chest against his, trying and spectacularly failing to hide her boobs. She lifted her head and stared directly into his eyes. "You know what I'm talking about."
She had given him so many obvious hints that there was no way he could have missed them. Did he really enjoy seeing her get frustrated, or was he just that dense? Denser than a main character from one of those stupid anime she watched with him?
"You know I can see everything, right? And I can sense everything too," Yun Wuji said, his eyes magnetically drawn to the curve of her chest pressed against him. He could feel the otherworldly sensation of her areolas and stiff nipples brushing against his skin.
"Shut up! You're ruining this moment, damn it! Why are you always so annoying, so insufferable! I can't take this anymore!" Heat rushed to Pan Xiaodie's face. Her cheeks flushed bright red as she felt ashamed, angry, and excited all at once. With an angry huff, she tiptoed forward, her head leaning in as her lips slowly moved closer, her breathing growing rougher as it brushed against his face. Time seemed to slow for her as she clutched her hands tightly, until finally, she felt her lips touch his own.
Her clumsy, shy lips remained pressed against his, unsure what to do. She and Mo Su had never done anything beyond holding hands and talking. Kissing was something she had only learned about from books and her friends. Her closed eyes tightened, her eyelashes fluttering nervously. She mustered all her courage, determined not to let this moment go to waste. If he rejected her now, she would probably bury herself underground and never come out again. Ever.
She looked so adorable right now, Yun Wuji thought, slowly wrapping his hand around her waist. His lips moved gently against hers, sucking softly as if teaching her how to kiss.
Pan Xiaodie did not disappoint. Truly deserving the title of the most talented and powerful junior of the Devil Race, she quickly caught on. She mirrored his movements, wrapping her arms around his back and pressing into his lips, matching him perfectly.
Their slow, clumsy kiss soon morphed into a sloppy, wet one. The sound of wet kisses mingled with the waves, and their tongues began to intertwine, first cautiously, then with increasing boldness as they tried to dominate each other, wrestling and clinging as if they wanted to fuse into one being.
Yun Wuji gripped her large ass with both hands, only to have his brows raise in surprise because this woman did the same. She was squeezing his butt right back.
Unfortunately, Hei Xiaolian was not here, otherwise she would probably be commenting on this entire scene right now.
'So this is what a kiss feels like,' Staring at the thick line of saliva that had formed when their lips parted, Pan Xiaodie licked her lips and then pressed forward once again, kissing him with renewed intensity.
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