He reached into Dong Jiao's chest, gently kneading her lush, full breast. Dong Jiao's golden breasts were particularly plump, like two large meatballs, constantly shifting into various shapes under the bright, attentive caress. Dong Jiao gently stroked every inch of the bright body, and each touch caused the man's member to stir. Her robust erection had already risen high, standing tall like a pillar. As Dong Jiao continued to stroke it, it grew even more firm and upright. Dong Jiao, gazing at her husband's rising member, felt a bit nervous. Currently dressed in a Korean-style student uniform, Dong Jiao wore a white blouse that gave off a sense of purity, paired with a sky-blue, white-edged short skirt, long silk stockings extending from her feet to her knees, and white tennis shoes on her feet. A long tie was also draped around her chest. Her long, flowing black hair, cascading like a waterfall in the breeze, added to her fresh, elegant appearance. High Light, who loved the allure of uniforms—whether nurse's uniforms, qipao-style uniforms, or others—had often found his blood rushing with such visual appeal. This time, the best gift Dong Jiao gave her husband was the irresistible allure of the Korean student uniform. With celebrity beauties donning student attire, the charm nearly drove Gao Liang mad. Come, experience it! Gao Liang felt something unusual stirring in his nose—tingling, itchy—so he unconsciously reached out to touch it. Whoa, he actually started bleeding from his nose. It had been a long time since he’d felt this way, and now, he was completely stunned by his second wife’s student uniform. Gao Liang plunged his hand into Dong Jiao’s short skirt, exploring her intimate area. Dong Jiao was electrified by Gao Liang’s natural, effortless touch, and softly gasped. Gao Liang found it utterly satisfying—such sounds are truly enchanting. Now, in Gao Liang’s heart, Dong Jiao ranks right after Ying'er. He sensed that Dong Jiao’s body was already flooded with warmth and moisture beneath, and he promptly brought his sturdy member close. "Ah!" Dong Jiao felt as though her body were being split open—a sensation she had experienced before, but never so intense. After all, Gao Liang was becoming increasingly masculine; that thick, robust member just now was truly overwhelming, both frightening and deeply desirable. Gao Liang was wildy conquering Dong Jiao. Gazing at Dong Jiao’s delicate, blossoming beauty beneath her student uniform, Gao Liang felt as joyful and celestial as a god. Dong Jiao’s breaths were louder than ever; each of Gao Liang’s thrusts sent her soaring into a state of bliss, filled with both pain and pleasure. When Gao Liang paused, the intense, overwhelming sensation vanished. So Dong Jiao clenched her teeth, urging her beloved husband to press hard against her body, while she fully surrendered her finest offerings to her good man. "Husband! I'm so afraid! I'm so worried!" As they reached the peak of their passion, Dong Jiao suddenly felt a new wave of concern. Highlighted his tenderness and care for beauty, gently kissing the tears from Dong Jiao's luminous eyes and turning to his wife and saying, "My dear wife! What should I be afraid of?" "Husband! What if one day I grow old and lose my youth—will you still treat me with such care?" Dong Jiao looked into her beloved man's bright, sparkling eyes. High Guang gently pinched Dong Jiao's delicate nose and said, "You're so silly! So naive! You are my most cherished and supreme wife. How could I possibly fail to care for you? Moreover, in my heart, you will never grow old! Indeed, the Elixir of Immortality—I've nearly perfected its cultivation. I believe this time, when we return to Eden, we will surely achieve great success!" "Excellent! If we truly succeed in creating the Elixir of Immortality, then we sisters will be able to accompany you forever, always attending to and serving you!" Dong Jiao naturally longed for eternal youth, and so did her sisters. Their bond deepened, and their affection once again blossomed into tender, intimate moments. "Husband! I'm going to fly!" Dong Jiao was absolutely enchanted by Gao Liang's touch, truly feeling as though she were ascending to heaven. As for Gao Liang himself, he found his second wife growing more alluring with each passing day—under his favor, she shone like a vibrant red rose, blossoming ever more beautifully. At the height of the moment, Gao Liang quickened his movements, finally pouring his essence completely into the depths of Dong Jiao's body. In that instant, both of them reached a blissful state they had never known before. Afterward, they embraced tightly, holding each other for a long time without letting go. Soon, the Fire Qilin arrived at Gao Liang's second Eden. "Stop!" Gao Liang called, and the Fire Qilin promptly settled stably upon the main temple where he resided—the Xiaoyao Palace. The XIAO YAO Palace was magnificent and imposing. Zhang Yuping, Dong Jiao, Chen Yuting, Yudi, Mi Eiko, Seiko, and Dian Mengna—seven stunning women—sat upon the back of the Fire Qilin. As they soared, the palace's soaring eaves and commanding presence rose dramatically against the sky, exuding a regal, otherworldly aura, more grand and splendid than the celestial mansion perched atop the mountains in Hollywood. Glorious and radiant, the palace seamlessly blended Qin bricks, Han tiles, modern architectural techniques, and a harmonious fusion of ancient and contemporary styles, as well as Eastern and Western architectural arts, fully embodying its unique charm and spirit. Since the Fire Qilin stood over three meters tall, the seven women found it difficult to alight. Gao Guang was most gentlemanly—he stepped down beneath the Qilin and extended his arms, and one by one, his wives leapt off the creature, each gracefully caught by him. He embraced and held them warmly, and each wife giggled with delight. "This is our home! We've arrived!" Gao Guang said as he led the seven women into the XIAO YAO Palace. The Our home is not on earth, but in the Second Eden in the heavens. This is indeed the true paradise beyond the world. The seven beautiful women admired the furnishings of Xiaoyao Palace, marveling in quiet awe. The ivory bed, the crimson silk curtains, the pearl-walled halls, the jade gates—this level of opulence surpasses even that of any earthly emperor. Every piece is a treasure. Never had the seven women imagined that such a paradise truly existed in this universe, and even more astonishingly, it was the Second Eden, surpassing their expectations in beauty. "Let's take a stroll through the garden behind the palace!" High Light led the seven women into the rear garden of Xiaoyao Palace, where pear blossoms flourished, peach blooms competed in splendor, and lotus flowers smiled gently in the emerald pools. Golden fish swam freely, chasing one another. Pavilions and terraces rose one after another, with a pavilion every three steps and a pavilion every five. Birds sang in the tree groves, and butterflies danced among the flowers. The seven women felt as though they were Liu Auntie entering the Grand View Garden—everything seemed fresh and new to them. The same peonies, peach blossoms, lotuses, jasmine, lilies, forsythia, roses, carnations, orchids, and lilacs—yet different from those on the ground. For the Seven Beauties discovered that flowers blooming at different seasons in Eden could flourish simultaneously, competing in vibrant splendor. True floral brilliance, a harmonious bloom—more beautiful than spring itself! Spring beauty! The beauty of spring in Eden! "Women! If you love this place, stay here! I've said it before—this is our shared home. Here, we are the owners! We shape our own lives, free and unbound. Each day, we live the lives we desire, without limits!" This heartfelt speech brought the Seven Beauties to their feet, clapping and dancing with joy. The sisters were swinging on a swing crafted entirely from young grape vines, capable of swinging far and wide—its thrilling and exhilarating motion captivating several of the women. While the seven beautiful ladies were enjoying themselves, Gao Liang went alone to Ying'er's Yongle Palace. Before his feet even reached the palace gate, he called out, "Ying'er! I'm back!" He pushed the door open, but there was no response. Upon entering, he found the Yongle Palace quiet and empty—no trace of anyone. "Ying'er! Where are you? Where are you? You said you'd return to Yongle Palace, didn't you? Why haven't you come back? Why not?" Gao Liang's voice echoed throughout the palace. Ying'er hadn't returned! Where had she gone? Ying'er was pregnant, and I, Gao Liang, must take responsibility and care for her well. Now that his several wives have learned of Ying'er's absence, they too have grown anxious. The pleasant mood had suddenly turned to concern. Yet Gao Liang is skilled at managing his emotions. To his wives, he said, "Ying'er will surely return. You've all come so far—just settle in and stay calm. I might be away for a few days!" "You all stay at home and take good care of yourselves!" After saying this, Gao Liang turned to the hundred attendants and commanded, "Listen up! Take special care of these young ladies of the household. Make no mistakes!"