The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 4 - 04 - Mo Feixue (03) R18

[Mo Feixue’s lust increased by 10%].

[Mo Feixue’s Corruption increased by 5 points, +1 lust points].

"Nghhn~~" A drawn-out moan slipped from Feixue’s lips while Long Qingyi’s powerful fingers kneaded her small, fragile feet.

"I-I don’t think this is..." Her faltering words got interrupted as his hands slid higher, beyond her heels into her tender calves.

[Mo Feixue’s lust increased by 10%].

Qingyi completely ignored the system alerts, his gaze fixed entirely on Feixue while his hands roamed over her legs.

His fingers traced along her glossy skin, rubbing upward to her knees then back down to her heels, from time to time sending faint wisps of qi gliding across her sensitive flesh.

His gaze lifted from Feixue’s legs to her face.

Clouded red eyes stared back, messy hair framing her blushing cheeks, a slender drool trail leaking from her lips.

Mustering resolve, he ventured at last to Feixue’s thighs, drawing her nearer until her feet nestled in his lap, a cute squeak bursting out as her toes grazed a massive, pulsing bulge.

[Mo Feixue’s lust increased by 10%].

"Haaah~" A gentle moan rose from her as he seized her thighs, clutching the bulge of soft, pale flesh compressed by her snug stockings.

"Q-Qingyi... mmph~" Words failed her attempts as his fingers eased her stockings downward, baring the pale, faintly damp skin below.

Qingyi tugged her from the bench while dropping to his knees, leaving her upright before him.

His ravenous stare stayed glued to her every instant as hands wandered her thighs up and down, climbing too far, hiking the Qipao to claim her buttocks.

Those twin spheres of flawless pale flesh molded perfectly into his grasp, as though shaped just for him.

"Ughn~" A sharp moan fled Feixue’s lips when Qingyi gripped her buttocks hard and leaned his face toward her legs, pressing a tender kiss into the slick skin.

[You touched a noble girl indecently behind her older brother’s back, +3 lust points].

[Mo Feixue’s Lust increased by 10%].

[Mo Feixue’s Corruption increased by 5 points, +1 lust points].

"I want to fuck you," Qingyi stated boldly, pulling his lips back.

"W-what?" she stuttered, her face flushing deep crimson.

The moment Feixue first laid eyes on Qingyi in his white robes, she pictured a virtuous, righteous cultivator—a dashing hero on a white steed, untouched by base urges.

Yet now he held her like a lust-crazed demon, eyes blazing with a raw hunger she’d never witnessed in any man.

Ignoring any response, Qingyi raised her clinging dress and hooked her panties’ edges, yanking them off to expose her womanhood.

"N-no..." Feixue breathed out, yet she made no move to shove him off, a wild heat flooding her lower belly.

Her puffy, plump pussy lacked any stray hairs, pale fluffy lips sealed shut in a deep slit, veiling the pink depths within.

Her slick nectar trickled down her thighs, splattering the shiny wooden floor; Qingyi drank in the view for a heartbeat before rising slightly, leveling his face with hers.

"I’m saying..." He broke off mid-sentence, guiding his fingers to her pussy and slipping one between the lush peaks of her wet folds.

"W-we can’t-- Mmmhh~... Hnnng~" Feixue’s protests melted away like fog as Qingyi pushed in a second finger.

The maiden’s frame convulsed wildly, nearly buckling from the piercing bliss, making her clutch his white robes desperately to stay upright.

"That I want to fuck you right now, minutes before you meet your new husband..." Qingyi rasped out, leaning his face inches from hers.

He captured her quaking lips, driving his tongue deep into her mouth.

[Mo Feixue’s Corruption increased by 25 points, +5 lust points].

[You touched a noble girl in an extremely indecent way behind her older brother’s back, critical hit! +10 lust points].

[Mo Feixue’s Lust increased by 30%].

[Mo Feixue’s lust reached 100%, +5 lust points].

Then Qingyi dropped onto the bench, yanking her onto his lap so her pussy hovered right over the mighty, throbbing bulge straining his pants.

"Nghn~~ Ahhh~~ W-we can’t do that..." She managed to gasp out at last, showing no genuine fight.

Feixue nuzzled into Qingyi’s solid chest, her body shaking as a strange, irresistible tingle gripped her soaked core.

"And why not?" he growled deeply, already popping open his pants to unleash an eighteen-centimeter monster.

The pulsing cock slapped wetly against Feixue’s crotch.

Her eyes flew wide—how could it possibly squeeze inside her?

"M-my wedding... it’ll be soon, they’ll find out-- Ahhh~... Mmmph~" Her feeble objections trailed off, hips still rocking toward Qingyi, trapping his shaft between her pussy and his abs.

Each jolt of ecstasy through her swollen clit pulled obscene moans from her shivering pink lips.

"Oh..." Qingyi recalled this realm’s wedding custom, eyes lighting up with fresh realization.

The bride’s veil in the ceremony turned gold for purity, blood red for impurity.

It served as a flawless test for pre-marital sins.

"But I don’t have to put my cock in your pussy to fuck you..." A wicked grin spread across his face as he flipped her onto her back, shoving her down onto the carriage’s icy floor.

He wedged his rod into the snug gap between her legs, pinning it tight amid her plump pussy and thick thighs.

"Oh heavens~... Mmmm~" she murmured breathlessly, every thrust curling her toes tight.

[Mo Feixue’s Corruption increased by 25 points, +5 lust points].

[You touched a noble girl in an extremely indecent way behind her older brother’s back, critical hit! +10 lust points].

"Now... why don’t we start the real fun?" he murmured, hands seizing her slim waist, hauling her flush against him, fingers digging faint red marks into her pale, yielding skin.