Lu Qing's love for Lu Ming grew stronger, her eyes glazed with a hint of longing.
Her slender waist swayed, matching the speed of Lu Ming's thrusts; the sounds of their flesh colliding perfectly highlighted their harmonious coordination.
"Good brother... ah... don't... my feet are so itchy... ah... mmm... coming..."
"I'm going to cum... you slutty sister... your cunt... it feels so good!"
Lu Ming looked at his sister's ecstatic expression, his waist growing increasingly numb. He wanted nothing more than to stuff his scrotum into Lu Qing's vagina; it felt so good, so incredibly pleasurable, he couldn't stop.
Lu Qing quickly twisted her hips, opened her mouth, and sucked on Lu Ming's finger forcefully...
Her eyes were filled with love as she looked at the man; her toes ached from the sucking, and her honeyed core was overflowing with vaginal fluid from the repeated thrusts; her orgasms never ceased.
Her body twitched and tensed intermittently, her flat, white abdomen occasionally bulging in the shape of Lu Ming's penis, her fair skin glistening with sweat from passionate intercourse.
Her breathing became rapid due to the intense pleasure!
The head of her penis was constantly gripped and tightened by the tight, tender flesh, a tingling pleasure like an electric current coursing through her entire body, still surging wildly, even making her scalp tingle with pleasure.
Without hesitation, Lu Ming thrust even harder, each rapid impact causing the head of his penis to continue rubbing against the vaginal walls, continuing to demand pleasure.
"I'm coming!"
"Brother...give it to me!"
The younger sister, Lu Qing, forcefully raised her pert buttocks.
That heart-pounding, soul-stirring feeling of ejaculation inside her was about to come again!
Her body even trembled with excitement, her buttocks bobbing uncontrollably!
His lower abdomen pressed against his large, white buttocks, his large scrotum pressed tightly against his mons pubis. Under the intense surge of pleasure, a tingling sensation ran through his waist, and hot semen, sucked in by the writhing, tender flesh…
Gushes of semen erupted, striking the uterine wall with powerful force!
This caused his younger sister, Lu Qing, to tremble, reaching the peak of pleasure along with him!
Lu Qing, her eyes half-closed in satisfaction, met Lu Ming's lips, their small, fragrant tongues intertwining, like a couple deeply in love.
A satisfied smile played on her red lips, her tightly closed eyes still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, carefully feeling the wonderful sensation of the young man's semen spraying onto her uterus…
Her vagina naturally pulsated, tightening and loosening with each thrust, seemingly greedily trying to suck out any remaining semen from her urethra!
During her climax, being doused with scalding semen, the burning, tingling pleasure radiating from her uterine walls nearly made Lu Qing faint!
Even unconscious, her vagina still instinctively sucked at the semen!
Her uterus had been blasted twice, and at its limit of expansion, it could no longer hold any more semen; the excess was forced out.
Under the influence of gravity, the excess semen overflowed from her vaginal opening, dripping onto her pink anus, making her opening and closing anus look incredibly alluring!
Ten days later.
Taihang Mountains, Black Mountain Stronghold.
Although Zhang Yan had been appointed General Who Pacifies Disasters, the structure here remained primarily that of a stronghold.
Building a stone castle was inconvenient and impossible.
Today, the stronghold welcomed a troop, a troop under the command of King Qin, Lu Ming.
"Greetings, Your Majesty's Envoy. Please come inside."
Upon learning the news, Zhang Yan personally came out to greet them.
He already knew that Lu Ming had conquered Yizhou, and not only Yizhou, the land of abundance…
but also Nanzhong to the south.
Naturally rich in medicinal herbs, many wealthy people would travel to Chang'an to receive treatment from renowned doctors. Having money but no life to enjoy it—that was the most painful thing.
Mi Heng nodded, hesitating to speak, but could only follow them into the mountain stronghold.
Several leaders sat in the main hall of the stronghold; these were all leaders under Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan was the Grand Commander…
The lower-ranking leaders each possessed their own troops and were unwilling to relinquish command. Having troops gave them confidence and allowed them to negotiate and be courted.
Without a single soldier, they were nothing.
"Our stronghold is simple and humble, please forgive us, Your Excellency."
"Your Excellency, please sit. This is Chief Yu Du, Chief Bai Rao, and Chief Sui Gu."
Zhang Yan introduced the chiefs present one by one; some were his confidants, others not.
The Taihang Mountains are vast; supporting so many people wouldn't be a problem.
Only by gathering them together could Yuan Shao be made wary.
"Alright, that's enough."
Mi Heng took a sip of his wine and sneered, "Nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs.
The Taihang Mountains are indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack, densely forested. Even if government troops came, they would be helpless."
The other Yellow Turban chiefs showed expressions of anger, clearly provoked by Mi Heng's attitude.
However, they couldn't retaliate. He represented the King of Qin, and behind him were hundreds of thousands of capable and skilled warriors—not someone to be easily dealt with.
"The terrain of the South is incredibly complex, even more so than the Taihang Mountains.
Miasma, swamps, dense forests, venomous snakes, poisonous insects—it's impossible to guard against them all.
Yet the barbarian chieftains of the South still submitted. Do you know why?"
Mi Heng's tone carried a hint of arrogance, as if he inherently looked down on these commoners, displaying a superiority complex that only a great and capable ruler could command his respect.
Negotiation requires skill…
And even after analyzing the situation, Mi Heng maintained this arrogant stance.
Not because of his character or personality, but because the circumstances demanded it.
Dealing with these Yellow Turban bandits required sufficient intimidation, coupled with a little bit of sweetness.
Zhang Yan had received prior notification through a letter, and he himself intended to align himself with Lu Ming.
Even surrendering the Taihang Mountains was of no concern to him.
Because Lu Ming's letter mentioned that he could take his daughter, Zhang Yingying, as his queen.
As long as he doesn't rebel, they won't target him.
Besides, they won't strip him of his command of the army; he'll remain in his previous position, just transferred away from Black Mountain.
This is quite normal, just a routine military relocation, which Zhang Yan could accept.
Therefore, he agreed. Generals from the Yellow Turban Rebellion could contact each other.
Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao were doing well under Lu Ming, which was common knowledge.
"May I ask, Your Excellency, how was the situation in the South cleared up by His Highness Prince Qin?"
Zhang Yan picked up his wine cup and raised it slightly to him.