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Love is a calamity, a mistake, or twists and turns of fate.
A deity as old as time but completely obtuse in love. A persistent and mischievous fox, the only nine tailed red fox in the universe. She brought...
You are just like the wind. Whose gentle breeze flowing through me Carried away all my stubbornness, Making me surrender to you little by little. But you don't resemble the wind anymore. With the rustle you stole everything I had. Too bad, I walked right into your trap by myself, So you also have nothing to be proud of.
- Just like the wind, Artist - Joker Xue
Her fingers glided through his long silky silver mane as she laid on his naked back smoothening them. She parted them laying tiny kisses on his back and wide shoulders. "Mmm baby fox sleep a little more with me" he lazily said as he pulled her to his side. Kissing her softly on her collarbone, he imprisoned her in his arms and fell asleep again surrounded by her welcoming warmth, listening to her calming heartbeat.
Hmmm this new bed was so comfortable, she would ask Donghua to make another one for their bamboo cottage. How nice it was to have such a talented husband. She giggled happily. Last night he had surprised her with the enchanting hot spring that he had constructed adjacent to their bedroom. He had designed it so using natural formations that one felt as if one was in a lagoon amidst the mountains. He had specially decorated it for her with scented candles and red Phoenix lanterns....she blushed thinking of last night, ugh when will he wake up. Plus there was the matter of another surprise that was waiting for her...was it something like last night....oooo the ice, she wouldreturn the favour once he wakes up...he had once said he didn't know how to say nifty words..ha! He hardly needed to..He was truly craftier than any fox...her Dijun. She caressed his face in an attempt to wake him up again.
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He chuckled and bit her breast startling her, "dreaming of me, xiaobai?" he goaded. She tried to move him so that she could straddle him but her strength was no match for his. "Let me move, Donghua" she requested. "Your husband is completely at your disposal dearest wife." He said nibbling her from her breasts to her lips gradually relaxing his hold. Grabbing his shoulders she pushed him down to lay on top. Sucking on a block of ice, she trailed a path downwards from his neck to his nipples down to his hard abs....
**Always**
She was dozing off on the daybed swing enjoying the ethereal melody of the guqin. Her raven black hair glistened in the sunlight against her jade like skin. True, her looks are unparalleled, but her beauty lies in her innocence...her lively childlike personality...her pure love...she always is so adorable yet unbelievably seductive at the same time. She opened her eyes as he felt his gaze upon her. "Why did you stop?that piece was so good." Sheasked. Getting up from the cushion he was sitting on, he approached the daybed. "It's your fault" he said lifting her up from the daybed in his arms as he plastered his lips to hers. "Why are you so beautiful, xiaobai" he whispered between kisses undoing the sash of her royal blue silk robe...
"Why are you upset" he asked looking at her gloomy expression. "I loved this outfit, only this morning you gifted me this, and now it is ruined." She complained. "Don't fret dear wife, I will get you more, this colour suits you. Come let's pick another from your closet." He suggested. This morning he had taken her to an adjacent room that had been designed specially as a dressing room for her. Several outfits designed by him for her were hanging there with several matching pairs of shoes, hairpins, combs, earrings, pendants and other jewellery that had been prepared by him during their long period of separation. Whenever he missed her a lot, which was always, he would prepare a gift for her, sometimes a piece of jewellery, sometimes a weapon, sometimes jewellery that could be turned into a weapon, anticipating her happiness when she would receive it. There was also a teakwood vanity where she could do her makeup, though she barely needed any. Indeed, he was rewarded amply for his efforts. An extremely happy xiaobai meant the sweetest xiaobai and an astronomical amount of favours to be claimed.
