His tongue smoothly entered Xia Yuhe's sweet and soft mouth. Xia Yuhe's heart was already aroused. She clumsily stuck out her fragrant little tongue, which Jiang Yun passionately and skillfully held and sucked.
His hands simultaneously caressed and kneaded Xia Yuhe's pert breasts, plump thighs, and rounded buttocks. Xia Yuhe had never experienced such skillful, three-pronged, tender caresses.
Xia Yuhe's legs were already weak and she almost collapsed in Jiang Yun's arms, her hands passionately hugging Jiang Yun's neck tightly.
Jiang Yun looked down and saw a pot of West Lake Longjing tea on the coffee table next to him, which Jin Suo had just brought. So, he softly asked Xia Yuhe in his arms, "Yuhe, would you like some tea?"
Xia Yuhe shook her head, and whispered shyly, "I want to drink with you..."
Jiang Yun bent down, picked up the cup of tea, and said with a smug smile, "Here, Yuhe, let your brother feed you."
"Um!"
Xia Yuhe murmured softly.
Jiang Yun picked up the teapot and took a big gulp, savoring the refreshing West Lake Longjing tea in her mouth.
Instead of swallowing it hastily, he pouted and moved closer to Xia Yuhe's red lips.
Xia Yuhe first pretended to push away and struggle, but finally let out a soft moan and met Jiang Yun's big mouth with her cherry lips.
Jiang Yun held Xia Yuhe's small mouth tightly, then slowly transferred the West Lake Longjing tea in his mouth to Xia Yuhe. The tea was fragrant, mixed with the sweet saliva in Xia Yuhe's mouth.
With a refreshing coolness, the tea was slowly fed into Xia Yuhe's mouth. As she swallowed the tea, she extended her sweet and smooth clove-like tongue to exchange the intoxicating flavor with Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun and her companion continued to feed each other in this way, perfectly matching the sentiment: "Everyone says Xia Yuhe is charming, and fine tea is like a beautiful woman. The fragrance of tea on floral stationery lasts for a thousand years."
The poetic imagery of "warm fragrance and jade, love for a lifetime," the bittersweet feeling of being moved, and the subtle yet lasting wonderful sensation linger on the lips and in the heart, leaving an endless aftertaste.
Jiang Yun put the Yixing purple clay teapot back on the table. Xia Yuhe squirmed in Jiang Yun's arms and shook Jiang Yun's shoulder. Jiang Yun thought that Xia Yuhe was indicating that she wanted more.
So, while pretending to pick up the tea kettle and imitate Jin Suo's manner of making a bowl of "Kung Fu tea," he jokingly sang, "Tea brewed by Jin Suo."
There's a taste called home; Jiang Yun brews tea, and it's said she doesn't seek fame or fortune.
Tea brewed by Jin Suo has a taste that evokes home; tea brewed by Lu Yu is like a splashed-ink landscape painting. It's a pity they're no longer available!
"Who wants the tea that Jin Suo brewed?"
Xia Yuhe shook her head with a soft "hmm," tilted her beautiful face up, and pouted her red lips. Only then did Jiang Yun realize that Xia Yuhe was actually asking for a kiss.
Even the finest tea can't be drunk in excess, but one can never have too much of a beautiful woman's fragrance!
Jiang Yun put down the tea set, cupped Xia Yuhe's soft cheeks in his hands, and gently stroked them. At the same time, gazing at Xia Yuhe's rosy lips and delicate skin, he was momentarily captivated.
Xia Yuhe closed her eyes and waited for a long time, but there was still no movement. She opened her eyes reproachfully and saw Jiang Yun staring at her blankly. She was immediately captivated.
So, blushing, she stretched out her round arms and wrapped them around Jiang Yun's neck, offering herself up and bringing her small mouth to Jiang Yun's lips, taking the initiative to kiss him.
Xia Yuhe stuck out her sweet and smooth tongue, letting Jiang Yun open his mouth and take it in, savoring Xia Yuhe's taste.