Journey to become a God

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Ye Chen carried Zhao Yanyan through the sky, flying toward the hotel where he was staying. He had chosen not to take her back to school immediately, wanting to give her some time to calm down. He believed it was for her own good.

As they soared above the city, Zhao Yanyan gazed down at the scenery below. This was her first time experiencing flight—not in an airplane, but in Ye Chen's arms. She had only ever seen people fly in movies and television shows; she never imagined she would experience it herself.

"Ye Chen… are you a superhuman?" Zhao Yanyan asked in awe.

Ye Chen simply smiled but said nothing. After about five minutes, they arrived at the hotel. Instead of using the door, Ye Chen entered his room through the open window, gently setting Zhao Yanyan down inside.

Zhao Yanyan turned to him, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Ye Chen, how many more secrets do you have? Who are you, really?"

Ye Chen hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yanyan, it's not that I want to keep things from you… I'm just afraid you won't be able to accept the truth."

"Don't say that," Zhao Yanyan replied firmly. "I will accept you no matter what."

Ye Chen was touched by her words. He reached for her hand, holding it gently between both of his. "Then I will accept you for who you are as well, Yanyan."

Their eyes met, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. Ye Chen's gaze fell upon Zhao Yanyan's soft lips, and he felt an irresistible pull toward her. Slowly, he leaned in.

Understanding his intention, Zhao Yanyan closed her eyes.

Their lips met in a deep kiss. Ye Chen was overcome with emotion, kissing her passionately, his lips moving hungrily against hers. When he slid his tongue into her mouth, Zhao Yanyan hesitated for only a moment before responding, her own tongue intertwining with his.

The sensation was overwhelming. A warmth spread through her, making her dizzy with emotion.

When she finally needed to catch her breath, Ye Chen reluctantly pulled away. He lifted her into his arms and gently laid her down on the bed, his eyes filled with longing.

Zhao Yanyan, her cheeks flushed, whispered, "Ye Chen… close the window and the curtains first."

With a wave of his hand, the window shut, and the curtains drew themselves closed, casting the room into a dim glow.

As Ye Chen leaned over her, Zhao Yanyan felt her heartbeat quicken. Deep down, she had already accepted him—not just as the man she loved, but as her future husband.

Ye Chen's fingers moved to the buttons of her blouse, undoing them one by one. As the fabric slipped from her shoulders, a simple white bra came into view. His breath hitched as he reached for it, his hands trembling slightly.

Zhao Yanyan closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the moment, knowing that there was no turning back.

After removing the bra, Ye Chen saw a pair of soft and beautiful boobs before his eyes.

Ye Chen then touched and squeezed the two incredibly soft peaks, causing Zhao Yanyan to be overwhelmed with pleasure.

Ye Chen used the King's Heart Technique, intensifying Zhao Yanyan's pleasure even more.

"Ahhh... ahhh... Ye Chen, be gentler," Zhao Yanyan moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure.

She shivered under Ye Chen's touch, her body reacting instinctively. "Ye Chen... it feels so good," she whispered breathlessly, her heart pounding.

Ye Chen gazed at Zhao Yanyan's double peaks, noticing the two pink cherries. He playfully engaged with them, then brought them to his mouth and began to suck on them like a baby.

"Ahh... ahhhh..." Zhao Yanyan could only express her pleasure through moans, experiencing a level of ecstasy she had never felt before, leaving her speechless. She realized her lower body was soaked, her juices spilling out.

After enjoying the taste of the two cherries, Ye Chen lowered himself and began to lift Zhao Yanyan's skirt.

When he moved her panties aside, he found that she was already damp with her own juices.

"Ye Chen, don't look! It's too embarrassing," Zhao Yanyan protested, attempting to shield her modesty with her hands.

"No, Yanyan is incredibly beautiful," Ye Chen remarked, as he reached out and helped Zhao Yanyan remove her underwear.

Once the underwear was removed, Ye Chen noticed a small pink hole that was already moist. Ye Chen leaned in closer and began to use his tongue to pleasure Zhao Yanyan's little hole.

Reacting to Ye Chen's actions, Zhao Yanyan shouted, "Ahhh, Ye Chen, that's so inappropriate!"

Ye Chen responded, saying, "There's nothing wrong with you, darling," and he continued his actions.

Ye Chen made sure not to waste any of Zhao Yanyan's essence as he continued to draw out her juices from her small hole.

Ahhhhh . ., ahh. . . Zhao Yanyan let out delightful sounds, her thoughts fading away, and she could only passively embrace the pleasure.