The King’s Enchanting

The moon, quietly hid behind the clouds. The small animals of the forest were startled awake, jumping into the deep woods.

Only the rhythmic "whooshing" of the hot spring water could be heard in the tranquil valley, accompanied by the man’s breathing and the woman’s intermittent pleas for mercy, forming a symphony that resonated through the forest.

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Before long, the splash of the hot spring water overflowed, and he slowly collapsed on top of her, holding her tightly in his embrace.

Jian Anning too was shaken to the point of dizziness, like a brilliant firework stealthily blooming in the night sky.

Without speaking, the two held each other in silence, as the water of the hot spring flowed gently, providing warmth and comfort like amniotic water in a mother’s womb, offering an excellent bed for them to warm each other. She was so exhausted that she didn’t even want to move, feeling languid to the point that even her little fingers lacked the strength.

Yu Zexiao, however, still lay heavily on top of her, making it hard for her to breathe.

After a long while, their breathing gradually steadied, and her brain, which had been battered by the impact, finally seemed to return to its place.