The Other World: The Happy Life of the Yellow-Haired Tutor

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Hearing that captivating voice, Chen Bin turned his head, his lips gliding across Ling Xiaobei's cheek before kissing her delicate lips. In this warm and lingering atmosphere, Ling Xiaobei's cherry lips seemed to become even sweeter, making Chen Bin linger and eager to return.

He savored the delicious lips while increasing his attack speed. Soft clashing sounds echoed around Chen Bin and Ling Xiaobei.

As Chen Bin's attacks intensified, Ling Xiaobei's body became increasingly limp and weak, swaying gently with each thrust. Even through her white T-shirt, Chen Bin could see the rounded breasts of Ling Xiaobei's chest trembling, incredibly alluring and tempting.

This prompted him to look up, his hands deftly grasping Ling Xiaobei's white T-shirt and slowly pulling it upwards. Sensing Chen Bin's intention, Ling Xiaobei cooperatively raised her slender, jade-like arms, her delicate, white fingertips pointing towards the sky. (In this way, the white T-shirt was smoothly removed and casually tossed onto the deck.)

Chen Bin looked down and saw the light purple bra covering Ling Xiaobei's rounded chest, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white cleavage. "Why are you wearing purple too?" Chen Bin asked, pressing his hand against Ling Xiaobei's chest.

"Huh? My mom's wearing purple today too?" Ling Xiaobei frowned, looking down at Chen Bin. "Yes, you two really are on the same wavelength."

Chen Bin smiled, his fingers tracing upwards along Ling Xiaobei's slender waist, inch by inch disappearing beneath her light purple underwear.

Ling Xiaobei's heart skipped a beat as she felt her left atrium pressed tightly against Chen Bin's fingers, constricted by her bra. She could feel the heat emanating from Chen Bin's fingertips.

Chen Bin could also feel the warmth, softness, and smoothness of Ling Xiaobei's heart. Their body heat was transmitted to each other, and their souls seemed to be pressed together at this moment.

“Xiao Bei, your heart is beating so fast.” Chen Bin twisted his wrist, his fingertips drawing circles on Ling Xiao Bei’s chest. “Aren’t you the same?” Ling Xiao Bei pressed her hand against Chen Bin’s chest, and could also hear his short, strong heartbeat. “I once heard someone say that if two people press each other’s hearts, their heartbeats will gradually synchronize.”

"Do you think this is possible?" Chen Bin said, slowly moving his fingers upwards until his entire palm was submerged under his bra.

In this way, his palm completely held a perfectly round snowball, his fingertips gently closing as he slowly played with it. "It should be possible, right? But even if our heartbeats are synchronized, what's the use?" Ling Xiaobei pouted, her red lips parting slightly.

"You can use it to pilot mechs! Have you seen Pacific Rim? Two people with 100% synchronization can pilot mechs together to fight monsters," Chen Bin said with a light laugh, a hint of longing in his eyes.

"What's with that longing look in your eyes? How can you be daydreaming at a time like this?" Ling Xiaobei said discontentedly. She was currently entangled with Chen Bin.

In this situation, his idea to pilot a mecha to fight monsters is a huge disgrace to Ling Xiaobei's personal charm.

“It’s not that you’re daydreaming, it’s that you’re multitasking. And don’t you think piloting a mecha is a very romantic thing?” Chen Bin raised an eyebrow, pinching Ling Xiaobei’s rosy nipple between his index finger and thumb, slowly twisting it.

"What's so romantic about piloting a mecha? Just focus on piloting me." Ling Xiaobei pouted, then suddenly muttered. "What did you say?" Hearing Ling Xiaobei's words, Chen Binyao lowered his head in surprise, looking at Ling Xiaobei with a half-smile.

"You didn't say anything!" Ling Xiaobei snorted, turning her head away arrogantly, but her eyes became somewhat panicked. "But I've already heard it. Since you've said that, then be prepared."

Chen Bin's lips curled into a smile, his waist arching backward like a longbow drawing its bow, before he suddenly lunged forward. His "Kidney Warrior's Sword" struck Ling Xiaobei's heart like a cannonball, causing her body to sway violently. Her two round mounds, encased in purple underwear, bounced uncontrollably up and down, like white doves flapping their wings. "You...why did you suddenly attack me?" Ling Xiaobei looked up, her eyes glazed over as she gazed at Chen Bin.

In the collision just now, Ling Xiaobei's mind became somewhat scattered, and his heart trembled incessantly.

"This was your own request, I was just doing as you asked," Chen Bin said in a deep voice, his advances becoming increasingly forceful. Ling Xiaobei's lips were half-open, her body swaying incessantly, feeling a relentless bombardment of her inner self. This quickly made her eyes glaze over, and she involuntarily let out a few sips of her saliva, revealing a somewhat infatuated expression. For Chen Bin, the change in rhythm only intensified his pleasure.

Seeing Ling Xiaobei, such a pure and innocent girl, with such a dazed expression, Chen Bin felt a surge of emotion welling up inside him, like a volcano erupting within him. But Chen Bin didn't want to unleash his inner fire at this moment, so he abruptly stepped back, leaving Ling Xiaobei's heart.

Ling Xiaobei's delicate body was already limp and powerless, and now without the support of the Kidney Warrior's Sword, she immediately slid downwards. But Chen Bin was there, and naturally he couldn't let Ling Xiaobei fall to the ground.

He simply reached out his right hand, pressed down on Ling Xiaobei's fair and rounded shoulder, and turned her over. Ling Xiaobei's hands naturally pressed against the ship's yoke, and she softly bent over and lay on top of it.

Chen Bin then pressed against her from behind, his hands slipping under her armpits and pressing against Ling Xiaobei's chest.

With two fingers hooked around the corners of the bra, he gently pulled down, and his rounded chest was no longer obstructed. Without hesitation, Chen Bin pressed his hands onto the two snowballs, each palm holding a bright red plum blossom.

With a step forward, the Sword of the Kidney Warrior returned to its longed-for home, and this time it went even further. Ling Xiaobei felt her heart touched, and immediately raised her head, her rosy lips opening and closing.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a storm of attacks coming from behind, constantly pounding on her heart.

Ling Xiaobei felt like a small boat on the ocean, powerless against the fierce winds and waves, only able to sway with the tide. Amidst this onslaught, Ling Xiaobei's defenses gradually crumbled, and the warm current of love surged forth, threatening to burst forth at any moment.

Sensing Ling Xiaobei's change, Chen Bin let out a heavy breath, a fire burning fiercely within him. Driven by this fire, Chen Bin, like a knight facing certain death, launched his final charge.

The loud clanging of objects arose during the charge, like stirring military music, gradually igniting Chen Bin and Ling Xiaobei's emotions, causing their souls to ascend and float to the other side of the clouds.

The moment they saw Guan Tang, all movement abruptly stopped, all sound vanished. The world seemed to stand still; even breath and heartbeats disappeared from their ears.

But a moment later, the two boiling warm currents suddenly erupted, clashing together like bulls in a fight.

Chen Bin held Ling Xiaobei's delicate body with all his might, feeling his soul merge with her body.

Ling Xiaobei's mouth gaped open, her eyes glazed over, and her long, slender, white legs trembled violently. A burning love instantly filled her heart, causing her mind to go blank.

She gazed serenely at the azure sky, her body brimming with joy, yet her soul felt empty.

It wasn't until Chen Bin slowly relaxed his hands that Ling Xiaobei came to her senses and looked down to see that her chest was already covered in a blush.

The intense pain caused Niu Niu to arrive late, teasing Ling Xiaobei's nerves and causing her delicate body to tremble involuntarily, resulting in another gush of fluid.

Ling Xiaobei's last bit of strength seemed to have been washed away by the current. She lay limply on the boat, panting softly, and said, "Give me a Senzu Bean." "Sure," Chen Bin replied, exchanging for a Senzu Bean and holding it to Ling Xiaobei's lips.

Ling Xiaobei barely opened her mouth and bit Chen Bin's finger. With a nimble flick of her tongue, the magic bean disappeared into her mouth. After chewing a couple of times, Ling Xiaobei's tired eyes immediately brightened, and her strength returned.

"Feeling better now?" Chen Bin chuckled as he saw Ling Xiaobei regain her energy. "Yes, I feel better. Immortal Beans are truly a wonderful thing," Ling Xiaobei said, straightening up with a grateful expression.

“Indeed, I think it’s excellent too. It can help us quickly regroup and try again.” Chen Bin leaned on Ling Xiaobei’s shoulder and breathed into her ear.

"Again?" Ling Xiaobei's tone suddenly rose, and she abruptly turned her head to look at Chen Bin.

Chapter 162 Peach

"Why are you so surprised? You didn't think it was over in one go, did you?" Chen Bin asked, looking at Ling Xiaobei's surprised expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward and rubbed his lips against Ling Xiaobei's pretty face. The smooth and soft touch was unforgettable and would never get old.

"Stop kissing me." Ling Xiaobei blushed and pushed Chen Bin's face away, holding up a slender, white finger. "Let's make it clear, one more time at most." "No problem." Chen Bin grabbed Ling Xiaobei's small hand and agreed without hesitation.

Seeing how quickly he agreed, Ling Xiaobei sensed something was amiss. Just as she was about to ask again, she saw Chen Bin suddenly take a step back. The Kidney Warrior's Sword was withdrawn, and a wave of emptiness washed over her, causing Ling Xiaobei to involuntarily let out a soft moan.

"Are you reluctant to part with me? Don't want me to leave?" Chen Bin chuckled as he looked at Ling Xiaobei's slightly parted, rosy lips.

After saying that, he stretched out his finger and stroked Ling Xiaobei's soft lips, his fingertip slipping inside and touching her moist, delicate tongue.

"You're overthinking it. This was just an instinctive reaction." Ling Xiaobei smacked her lips and bit Chen Bin's finger hard. "If a sword were pulled out of you, wouldn't you react?"

"That makes a lot of sense," Chen Bin muttered, taking another step back. Ling Xiaobei's delicate body trembled, feeling a complete emptiness within her.

Chen Bin lowered his head, his gaze falling on the plump peach, watching the rich milk slowly flowing out.

Ling Xiaobei also noticed her heart begin to warm, and a blush immediately spread across her face. Her hand instinctively went down. "What are you blocking? I didn't even block myself," Chen Bin said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

"Can we be the same?" Hearing Chen Bin's words, Ling Xiaobei's gaze subconsciously fell on his thigh. Then she saw that his penis had become wet, with glistening droplets like dew slowly dripping down. Ling Xiaobei's heart trembled, and she quickly looked away, almost annoyed, at Chen Bin: "You'd better block it!" "It hasn't finished its work yet, why should I block it?" Chen Bin said, taking a step forward and pressing against Ling Xiaobei's flower garden again.

Ling Xiaobei sensed the approach of the Kidney Warrior's Sword and unconsciously let out a soft murmur, looking at Chen Bin with some panic: "You want it now?"

"What else? You want to drag it out?" Chen Bin said, swaying his lower back as he slowly ground against Ling Xiaobei's chest. "I... I just think it's too fast," Ling Xiaobei said, her long, white legs involuntarily going limp. "Where is it fast?" Chen Bin asked, clearly indicating that he was only grinding slowly, and the speed was by no means fast.

“I mean, you’re progressing too fast!” Ling Xiaobei gritted her teeth and said, “It’s only been less than five minutes since last time.” Oh…you want to take a break? Chen Bin looked at Ling Xiaobei’s flushed face and revealed a malicious smile.

Ling Xiaobei sensed that Chen Bin had ulterior motives, but she still nodded and muttered, "Why do you keep thinking about that kind of thing? It's nice to talk about romance and nature."

"You sound like you're saying my lines," Chen Bin said, taking a step back and pressing his lips against the two plump mounds of flesh.

Ling Xiaobei noticed the Kidney Warrior's Sword had left, and before she could even feel happy, she felt Chen Bin's two demonic hands cover her peach-like body, slowly...

Knead and shape them into various forms.

A slight pain followed, causing Ling Xiaobei's peach-like face to tense up instinctively, her delicate features turning even redder.

For Chen Bin, the firm peach, though lacking some softness, was more elastic, bringing a different kind of pleasurable experience. A smile played on his lips as he rubbed his hands together like he was shuffling mahjong tiles, feeling the smoothness and tenderness all over his skin.

"You... how can you be like a pervert?" Ling Xiaobei's eyes trembled as she watched Chen Bin's eyes burning with desire as he stared at her peaches. She felt as if Chen Bin was about to torment her in another way.

"Pervert? This is nothing." Chen Bin muttered, raising his hand and slapping hard.

A crisp sound rang out, and the peach in front of me shook violently, creating a wave of snowy white waves.

Ling Xiaobei let out a soft cry and involuntarily raised her head, a glistening tear in her dark eyes. "Does it hurt?" Chen Bin gently rubbed the red handprint on the peach.

"Don't you know how much force you used? Tell me, does it hurt?" Ling Xiaobei turned around and glared at Chen Bin, embarrassed and annoyed.

"You seem to be quite strong. You've even brought tears to your eyes. Shall I comfort you?" Chen Bin asked, trying to find a way to comfort Ling Xiaobei, who was glistening with tears in her eyes.

"How...how do I comfort her?" Ling Xiaobei's red lips trembled slightly, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

“Of course, we’ll use this.” Chen Bin raised his hand and gently stroked Ling Xiaobei’s rosy lips, then pulled her to sit on the deck together.

"Chen Bin, what exactly do you want?" Ling Xiaobei sat down next to Chen Bin and saw him slowly lie down. "To comfort you." Chen Bin turned his head, reached out and caught Ling Xiaobei's slender waist, letting her sit on his chest.

Then, with a gentle press on her smooth, jade-like back, Ling Xiaobei uncontrollably bent over, his red lips landing on the sword of the kidney warrior.

At the same time, her beautiful legs tensed, and her heart, facing Chen Bin's face, slowly opened. A beautiful paradise unfolded before Chen Bin's eyes.

The barren, smooth, and lush landscape captivated Chen Bin's gaze. His inner sword unconsciously rose, pressing against Ling Xiaobei's soft lips.

"Is this what you call comfort?" Ling Xiaobei stared at the longsword before her, her cheeks instantly turning bright red. "Yes, isn't this sincere enough?" Chen Bin said, pulling Ling Xiaobei forward.

The round, juicy peach pressed against his chin. He lowered his head slightly, and could smell the faint aroma of abalone mixed with the warm scent, making Chen Bin's cheeks slightly flushed.

He gently licked his lips, placed his hands on Ling Xiaobei's beautiful legs, and kissed her peach-like skin, feeling a smooth, slippery sensation. "Are you trying to comfort me or just enjoying yourself?" Ling Xiaobei straightened up slightly, breathing heavily, her eyes glazed over.

“We have both, we call this mutual benefit,” Chen Bin said, pressing his palm down on the back of Ling Xiaobei’s neck. Ling Xiaobei whimpered and was forced to lie on Chen Bin’s waist, her fair face pressed against his sword.

A wave of heat washed over her, quickly making Ling Xiaobei's cheeks burn. She pursed her red lips tightly, her heart pounding wildly.

"Don't shut up." Chen Bin raised his waist and poked Ling Xiaobei's face with the Kidney Warrior's Sword. At the same time, he pressed down on the back of Ling Xiaobei's neck, making her red lips rub back and forth against the longsword.

"You pervert! First... first, eat a Cleansing Pill! Cleanse away all this filth!" Ling Xiaobei said, her face flushed, her words muffled. "Pfft. Why didn't you say so earlier?" Chen Bin pouted, exchanging for a Cleansing Pill and stuffing it into his mouth.

Under Ling Xiaobei's gaze, the water stains on the Kidney Warrior's Sword vanished instantly, leaving it perfectly clean and smooth as new. "It still looks better this way," Ling Xiaobei muttered.

Then, she reached out her soft little hand and gently grasped the Kidney Warrior's Sword, feeling a smooth and warm sensation that was very comfortable. Ling Xiaobei kneaded it for a moment, seemingly reluctant to let go, before lowering her head and opening her rosy lips.

Chen Bin shuddered, feeling himself being sucked into a vortex of pleasure, and couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.

Chapter 163 Intimacy

Because Chen Bin's greenhouse and Ling Xiaobei's greenhouse are too close together.

So, as soon as he let out a sigh, he pounced on Ling Xiaobei's flower bed, making her feel waves of warmth.

Ling Xiaobei's heart skipped a beat, and her long, slender, fair legs unconsciously pressed together, her snow-white thighs brushing against Chen Bin's cheek. Chen Bin took the opportunity to raise his hands, his fingertips gently gliding over Ling Xiaobei's beautiful legs, bringing a tingling and slightly itchy sensation.

"Don't tickle me, it's so itchy!" Ling Xiaobei chuckled softly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. Her straight, slender legs unconsciously closed together.

Chen Bin's head was clamped tightly, and the sounds around him instantly disappeared, giving him a feeling of deafness.

Immediately afterwards, waves of heat emanated from Ling Xiaobei's beautiful legs, making Chen Bin's cheeks feel hot.

But beyond the scalding heat, he could also feel the softness, smoothness, and subtle fragrance of Ling Xiaobei's ham. At the same time, the aroma of abalone grew stronger, eagerly wafting into Chen Bin's nostrils.

All these feelings combined to make Chen Bin's eyes burn with desire. His hands instinctively rose up and grasped the plump peaches above her beautiful legs, his ten fingers sinking deep into the soft warmth.

Then, stretching his neck forward, he opened his mouth and bit down hard on the peach flesh, his tongue licking it without hesitation. This series of actions sounds slow, but in reality, it only took the blink of an eye.

For Ling Xiaobei, she only felt her legs close when the peach was suddenly attacked. Perhaps due to some stress, Chen Bin bit a little harder, causing Ling Xiaobei intense pain. Provoked by this pain, her nerves suddenly twitched, and her fair hands gripped Chen Bin's thigh tightly.

At the same time, she raised her snow-white neck, her rounded breasts hanging upside down in the air, and her two red plum blossoms were right against Chen Bin's waist, a pleasant sensation.

Her smooth, white back had become taut, outlining a flawless, beautiful curve that was unforgettable at first sight. Beneath this perfect back lay a slender waist that seemed impossible to encircle, and round, peach-like mounds. Chen Bin then kissed one of the peaches, his cheeks slightly sunken, sucking hard to take a piece of flesh into his mouth. He then gently ground it with his teeth, like a hungry little animal savoring delicious fresh meat.

"You're a pervert!" Ling Xiaobei raised her head, holding the sword of the Kidney Warrior, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom, and muttered to herself.

Although she couldn't see Chen Bin's expression, she could clearly sense that his breathing had become rapid and hot. This breath rushed towards Ling Xiaobei's waist and hips, and even her private parts could feel a slight warmth.

Under the influence of this intense heat, Ling Xiaobei felt her emotions gradually rising, and her eyes became somewhat glazed. This made her bite her teeth lightly and instinctively purse her cherry lips.

But the next second, she suddenly remembered that she had just kissed the sword of the kidney warrior, and hurriedly turned her head away, letting out two soft snorts of embarrassment and annoyance.

"Why aren't you kissing me anymore?" Noticing Ling Xiaobei's departure, Chen Bin patted the peach in front of him with dissatisfaction. A crisp sound rang out, and the peach swayed like jelly, its white flesh rippling.

But perhaps Chen Bin patted the peach too hard, for a hint of magenta was mixed in with the snow-white waves, making it somewhat sensual. "What's your hurry?" Feeling the pain from the peach, Ling Xiaobei angrily reached out and grabbed the Kidney Warrior's Sword.

Under the tight grip of her soft little hand, Chen Bin shuddered, a surge of pleasure welling up inside him, and he instinctively straightened his back. Just then, Ling Xiaobei lowered his head, intending to teach the Kidney Warrior's Sword a lesson, but it ended up poking his cheek instead.

Looking at the long sword that was almost within reach and feeling the intense heat emanating from it, Ling Xiaobei's pretty face immediately turned red.

Just as she was about to raise her head, Chen Bin suddenly reached out and pressed down hard on the back of Ling Xiaobei's neck. Ling Xiaobei gasped, and her red lips fell again.

Chen Bin let out a long sigh, feeling himself re-entering the warm, moist vortex, this time even deeper. Ling Xiaobei, on the other hand, felt her throat suddenly slammed shut, a surge of pain, soreness, and a slight feeling of suffocation washing over her. Her gasp instantly turned into a sob, her dark eyes rolled back, revealing the whites, and glistening with tears.

Her snow-white nostrils trembled slightly as she exhaled a rapid breath, which landed entirely on Chen Bin's lap.

This filled Chen Bin with pleasure, and he gently pinched Ling Xiaobei's snow-white nape, trying to control the rhythm. But in that short time, Ling Xiaobei's throat felt a burning pain, and her eyes filled with tears. Therefore, she naturally refused to accept Chen Bin's control any longer.

The small, pale hand rose up and patted Chen Bin's thigh, mumbling indistinctly, "Quick... let go!"

Noticing Ling Xiaobei's discomfort, Chen Bin, though still enjoying the moment, removed his hand. Ling Xiaobei felt a release at the back of her neck, and without hesitation, she raised her head, gasping for breath and coughing violently.

Crystalline tears streamed down her face, quickly covering Ling Xiaobei's fair cheeks with tear tracks, making her look pitiful and heartbroken. "Are you alright?" Chen Bin gently stroked Ling Xiaobei's smooth lower back and asked softly.

"If I shove a red-hot iron rod down your throat, do you think something will happen?!" Ling Xiaobei gritted her teeth and said angrily. But as soon as she finished speaking, Ling Xiaobei heard that her originally melodious voice had become somewhat hoarse.

This made Ling Xiaobei even more embarrassed and angry. She raised her snow-white hand high, then suddenly brought it down, gently patting the Kidney Warrior's Sword.