"What does it represent?" Zhao Lihua's heart trembled as he spoke, and she became somewhat aroused, as if she were growing weeds in a panic.
Speaking without thinking, and besides, the brain seems to have lost its ability to think at this moment.
"The teapot represents the man, and the teacup represents the woman," Li Yang continued, his breath steaming. One hand rubbed against her slender waist, while the other climbed up, heading straight for her two round, white, and firm breasts. But he didn't rush in; instead, he kneaded them through her clothes.
Zhao Lihua let out a soft moan, her breathing becoming rapid and shallow, her body instantly tensing up.
"What do you mean? Why?" Zhao Lihua asked carefully, not understanding Li Yang's meaning.
"There's only one teapot, but you can have many teacups. Usually, one teapot comes with several teacups!" Li Yang said meaningfully.
"What do you mean?" Zhao Lihua, having regained some of her senses, squirmed in his arms and asked with dissatisfaction.
"It's nothing. It's an ancient saying; I'm just using it. That's what you call 'borrowing' – just to broaden your horizons and let you know how knowledgeable I am!" Li Yang immediately changed the subject, no longer dwelling on it. Times have changed. Although men are no longer the "sky" of women, and without extraordinary abilities, it's practically impossible to have multiple sets of teacups for one teapot, such thoughts are still unavoidable. You can have these thoughts, think about them now and then, but don't let your woman know.
For example, Zhao Lihua is starting to feel dissatisfied. She finally understands what Li Yang meant by those words. Wasn't he implying that men could have multiple wives and concubines? Wasn't he implying that Li Yang had several women? "You can have them secretly, do whatever you want, just don't let me know."
Zhao Lihua was a little annoyed and snapped, "Stop pretending! Who cares about this bullshit knowledge!"
Li Yang laughed and slapped her pert bottom, saying, "I was just joking. I only said that because I saw the teapot and teacups. Don't take it so seriously. You're my only treasure!"
Li Yang had drugged her with a love potion. Women love to hear sweet words; some even say that women get stimulation and satisfaction through hearing and feeling during sex.
Men are different. Men rely entirely on their eyes, so when a man sees a woman with big breasts, a big butt, a slim waist, and long legs, his gaze becomes intense and he starts to feel impulsive.
Women are different. Often, ugly men win the hearts of beautiful women in this way. They don't have good looks, so they hone their sweet talk skills, study women's minds, and shamelessly spout endless sweet words, making women completely infatuated with them. Gradually, they become lost in his sweet words, and he gropes their breasts, pulls down their pants, and then enters their cave, completely capturing them.
Although Zhao Lihua knew Li Yang was changing the subject and avoiding the real issues, she still chose to believe him and ignore the unpleasant things. After all, she truly loved this man.
Who can blame him for being so outstanding? In his eyes, other men are just children, idiots, and not worth mentioning. Sigh, if you fall in love with a man like this, you have to be prepared for this, right?
Zhao Lihua told herself this in her heart: Just enjoy this moment. I hope she only has me in her heart right now and doesn't think about other women!
"Is everything you said true?" Zhao Lihua's cheeks flushed, and she shyly wrapped her arms around Li Yang's neck, burying her face in his chest and whispering sweetly.
"Of course, you are truly my darling, my one and only!" Li Yang said tenderly, licking her ear.
Zhao Lihua was immediately caught off guard, tightly hugging Li Yang's neck and lowering her head to kiss him deeply. She took the initiative to attack Li Yang, her tender tongue sweeping through his mouth with great agility, instantly entwining with his tongue. Li Yang responded immediately, not to be outdone. They went back and forth, exchanging saliva and saliva, unwilling to separate for even a moment.
Their hands explored each other's bodies, and Li Yang's broad back gave her a great sense of security, making her reluctant to let go. The pulsating muscles were a symbol of strength, power, and masculinity, and she was completely captivated.
Li Yang's large hand moved across her chest through her clothes for a while, his fingers becoming completely hot before he began to fight the buttons. His speed was astonishing, extremely fast, and he easily destroyed three buttons. His groping hand triumphantly won, finding the firm, elastic, and outstanding breasts incredibly bouncy. The feeling of his hand being completely full of breasts made him unable to put it down, and he began to play with them wantonly.
Her body writhed in his arms like a snake, and his nimble hands peeled off her clothes piece by piece, as if he were peeling off a masterpiece of art.
Her alabaster-like body flushed slightly, trembling like a lamb, cautious and unsteady. Her long, slender legs, almost enough to crush any man, smoothly wrapped around Li Yang's waist, while Li Yang remained seated on the sofa, as steady as a mountain.
Like the Heavenly King holding a pagoda, he cradled those two round, white, jade-like mounds of flesh, his body perfectly intertwined with hers, inseparable, each within the other, moving in and out, inseparable, slippery and smooth, with hissing and slapping sounds, humming and growling, all intertwined, strange and complex, yet so harmonious and natural.
Flawless!
On the sofa, on the carpet, on the desk, sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, reclining, legs spread apart, legs tightly pressed together, sweat pouring down like raindrops, fine as beads, then the world spins, thunder and fire rage, wild snakes dance, utterly exhausted, then erupts in a burst of energy, entering the final stage...
After a fierce battle, the two took an intimate bath.
"Let me scrub your back!" Li Yang said with a wicked grin.
"Is it real or fake?" Zhao Lihua asked doubtfully.
"Of course I mean it!" Li Yang assured him, then his hand roamed over her smooth, wet back, warm to the touch, feeling incredibly comfortable. After wiping her back, he unconsciously moved to her front, grasped her, and began to caress her.
"You...you're so bad!" Zhao Lihua said weakly.
"How am I bad? Who just shouted that I'm a good person?" Li Yang teased about what Zhao Lihua had just shouted.
"You, you're so bad... I'm ignoring you, get out!" Zhao Lihua blushed and refused to look at him, breaking free from Li Yang's wicked hand and pushing him out.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. I feel terrible too. I'm covered in sweat and I need to take a shower!" Li Yang stubbornly refused to leave.
"Who are you trying to fool? Where are you sweating? Don't think I don't know. You can control your body hair; sweat won't come out without your permission. Who are you trying to fool!" Zhao Lihua said professionally.
"Well, that's a level of mastery. After entering the Dark Force realm, you can gradually control your skin and pores. After entering the Transformation realm, Dark Force circulates throughout the body, and you can control your pores so that Dark Force can erupt everywhere. This is essential; any Dark Force master can freely control their pores," Li Yang explained to Zhao Lihua.
Chapter 622: A Date with a Beauty
"By the way, who told you this?!" Li Yang asked curiously.
"Chu Hong?" Li Yang pressed.
“Yes! Who else could it be but her?” Zhao Lihua felt a little jealous when she saw Li Yang mention Chu Hong.
"Of course it's me! My martial arts skills are far superior to hers. If you have any questions about martial arts in the future, feel free to ask me!" Li Yang said, patting his chest.
"Oh. I'm just afraid you won't have time!" Zhao Lihua said resentfully.
"Time is like a woman's cleavage; you can always squeeze some out!" Li Yang said with a wicked grin.
"You're so naughty! I don't need to squeeze in." Zhao Lihua said coquettishly, her face slightly flushed.
"Hehe... let me help you squeeze it out and see how deep it is?" Li Yang pounced on her like a lecherous wolf, and Zhao Lihua screamed and dodged away. In an instant, the room was filled with the sounds of passion.
After the two finished showering, Li Yang put on her clothes and picked up her phone, only to find a missed call. Looking at the number, she was surprised to see it was Ye Ziyan's, wondering why Ye Ziyan was calling her at this time.
"Whose call was it?" Zhao Lihua asked curiously.
"Oh, Ye Ziyan. You should know her, right?" Li Yang didn't hide anything.
"Mayor Ye's daughter?" Zhao Lihua asked in surprise.