Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World

Yang Wei's hand continued to savor the touch of Huo Yue's bare breasts.

Directly feeling such big breasts heightened his excitement, causing an immediate reaction in his pants.

His heart banged tirelessly, a sensation he hadn't experienced since Mu Lin.

Huo Yue's breasts, now exposed from beneath the pulled-up dress, carried a slight sheen of sweat, an inevitable result given the tightness of her cheongsam and the largeness of her boobs.

Yang Wei's palms glided along the moistness of her breasts, using her sweaty body in more creative ways.

As he explored further, he discovered something with a distinct texture—a sexual pulse from his palms, strong protrusions at the tips of her breasts.

Indeed, these were Huo Yue's rock-hard, springy nipples.

Without hesitation, his fingers tightly pinched and twisted those nipples as if starting a car with a key.

Huo Yue couldn't contain her pleasure and let out a passionate cry, her body trembling with the intensity.

"Wwaaaaahnnnnn~! E... Eyyaaannn~~"

It was an odd moan that came out in a more animalistic manner. But it made sense, before now, she was trying to maintain whatever decency she still had left as a lady, but Yang Wei's merciless assault on her nipples threw that option out the window.

Her more sex-driven, animalistic side was slipping out.

The light shade of pink on her nipples progressively reddened under Yang Wei's persistent touch. When he finally eased his pinch, the sensation of relief sent shivers through her, her eyes rolling up, tongue hanging out, and heavy pants filling the air.

"Hah~!"

"Hahh~!"

"Ahnnaah~~"

Transitioning from pinching, Yang Wei delicately teased her nipples with his fingers.

His fingers made light contact with her nipples that had swollen a bit from his tight pinches and the soft, gentle rubbing of his fingers against her throbbing, hard nipples felt even more sexually satisfying.

The blend of pain and pleasure prompted measured moans from Huo Yue.

A rub, a moan.

"Ahnnn~~"

A gentle rub, another moan.

"Ooohnnn~!"

A small squeeze on her swollen nipples, a stronger moan.

"Eeyyaaamnnn~!"

Seductively, Yang Wei asked, "Do you like it~?" he smiled.

Huo Yue, her breasts jiggling with every pant of pleasure, tiredly affirmed, "Y... Yes of course. You don't have to tease me by asking, you already know I do," she shyly turned her face away.

Yang Wei smiled at her innocence and gently let go off her nipples.

They ached her badly, but also in a good way.

"Are y…"

Yang Wei paused something when he noticed something about her nipples— they were vibrating.

Soon, a pure, white liquid delicately flowed out from her swollen nipples like teardrops. Then, it looked like her breasts were crying— milk sexily rolled down the numerous opening of both her nipples.

However, with how inflated her nipples were, they flowed out very slowly. Both her breasts were stained with trails of milk.

"You're lactating…" Yang Wei mentioned.

Huo Yue's cheeks flushed even more. "I... Is it a bad thing?" she asked.

"No…"

One thing both of them didn't know was that, in this breast milk of hers, were impurities. Her nipples served as the outlet for the excess impurities she didn't know her body had.

Instinctively, Yang Wei pounced on her breasts with his strong hands and tightly gripped them.

His tight grip caused her breasts and lactating nipples to bulge out like springs. And then, the milk started squirting out in a slightly faster motion.

"Huuuaaaaahnnnn~! Too hard~~"

Huo Yue's moans were at its loudest.

Yang Wei squeezed more and more—he didn't stop; he couldn't.

Just watching the way droplets of milk that bulged out of her lips burst and tantalizing rolled down the soft curves of her breasts was hypnotizing.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Wu Fengtian exclaimed, "What's going on here?"

The shock on his face was evident.

Spotting Wu Fengtian, Huo Yue quickly responded, "Feng'er!"

Yang Wei's body shielded her, preventing Wu Fengtian from seeing her partly naked body. After all, her breasts were messy with her own milk—no one had the privilege of seeing such. She turned away, hastily pulling down her cheongsam. Yang Wei, facing Wu Fengtian, casually asked, "What's the problem?"

I could have easily stopped this before he saw it, but it's better that he did. Now, he'll forget about any possibility of romance between him and Huo Yue. That'll stop him from being unintentionally strung along by Huo Yue and also getting hurt. *cat face* Wow, I'm so nice...

His expression seemed unaffected, as if his hands hadn't been all over Huo Yue moments ago.

Wu Fengtian's voice trembled as he questioned, "Senior Brother... Why would you be doing that with Shijie?"

Yang Wei, now picking his nose with nonchalance, explained, "Honestly, we were just going to have tea while waiting for you." He shrugged. "Then, we got bored and decided to do something fun."

Wu Fengtian clenched his fists, shouting, "Shijie is too pure to do something like that for fun with a man she just met! What did you do?! Charm her with some spell?!"

Yang Wei yawned, retorting, "And if I did, what are you going to do about it, kill me?" He snorted a small laugh.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Fengtian declared, "Yes, I'll defi..."

However, Huo Yue stepped in front of Yang Wei, telling Wu Fengtian, "Enough of this. It was my choice. Wei Shuai didn't use any underhanded tactics to charm me."

Wu Fengtian stammered, "He didn't?" then collapsed to his knees, heartbroken. "She called him... Wei Shuai..."

After wrapping up the backyard chaos at, Yang Wei, Huo Yue, and a visibly heartbroken Wu Fengtian headed towards one of the many rooms in the house.

As they strolled, Huo Yue couldn't resist stealing glances at Yang Wei. Whenever their eyes met, she quickly averted hers.

On the tenth try, Yang Wei caught her staring and she blushed almost instantly.

Huo Yue was on the verge of looking away, but then Yang Wei playfully patted his chest, signaling her to check hers.

"Hm?"

Curious, she examined her cheongsam and discovered dried milk stains on the breast region. Gasping, she somehow managed to compose herself.

Pointing down a nearby hallway, she said, "Behind that door is where my brother and the Young Master are resting."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Wu Fengtian asked.

Huo Yue folded her arms across her breasts to hide the stains. "I... I need to go, uh... change!" she replied.

With that, she hurriedly retreated.

"Eh?" said Wu Fengtian, confused.

Turning his attention to Wu Fengtian, Yang Wei asked, "Are you coming?"

"I'd like to avoid the Young Master. At least for the time being."

Yang Wei clicked his tongue and muttered, "Weasel."

With that playful jab, he continued forward, leaving Wu Fengtian behind.

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