Peach Blossom Dual Cultivation - Chapter 53: Embraced on Both Sides

While Zhou Lang and Ivanova bathed together, their desire had already been ignited. They were intimately entwined, stopping just short of crossing the final boundary in their relationship. What had transpired in the bathroom seemed like only a prelude. Once they returned to the bedroom, the atmosphere grew even more intimate.

“Brother Lang, let’s go to sleep,” Ivanova said as she lay on the bed, her voice filled with unmistakable seduction. Her pose was incredibly alluring, the kind that would make any man want to lose control.

Zhou Lang nodded, and turned off the main light, leaving only the bedside lamp on. Although it was a hot summer night, the air conditioning made the room cool and comfortable. He climbed into bed and pulled the covers over them.

Like a playful kitten, Ivanova snuggled up to Zhou Lang, pressing her body close.

With such a beautiful woman in his arms, Zhou Lang couldn’t resist the temptation and began running his hands over her delicate body. Their hearts raced, and their breathing grew heavier. Clothes came off. Zhou Lang was left in just his boxers, while Ivanova was down to her skimpy undergarments. They were fully immersed in the pleasure of their closeness.

Just as they were about to undress completely, Zhou Lang suddenly stopped.

“Brother Lang, what’s wrong?”

Ivanova asked curiously. At such a moment, she didn’t want him to stop. She had grown to love the feeling of his touch.

“Shh!”

Zhou Lang signaled for silence, pointing toward the door.

Ivanova didn’t understand, but held him tightly and stared at the door. Soon, they heard faint footsteps.

“Is Zhao Xiaorou eavesdropping? Or is there a thief?”

Ivanova wondered.

Suddenly, with a soft creak, the bedroom door opened, and a delicate figure quietly stepped inside.

In the dim, romantic light, they could make out the silhouette of a beautiful woman in sleepwear — it was Zhao Xiaorou.

Her short nightgown barely covered her hips, leaving her long legs exposed. The lighting made it seem as though she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, giving her a sultry appearance.

“These women are pushing it,” Zhou Lang thought. He knew this was going to get complicated.

“Brother Lang, you’re still awake, right? I couldn’t sleep alone, so I came to keep you company,” Zhao Xiaorou said sweetly, walking over to him, ignoring Ivanova’s presence.

Before Zhou Lang could respond, Zhao Xiaorou lifted the blanket and climbed into bed, nestling herself on his right while Ivanova remained on his left.

Having Ivanova alone was already hard for Zhou Lang to handle, but now with Zhao Xiaorou there too, it was both pleasure and torment. The tension between the two women was palpable, and Zhou Lang had a feeling he wouldn’t get any rest.

“Zhao Xiaorou, what do you think you’re doing?”

Ivanova asked in disbelief. She hadn’t expected Zhao Xiaorou to barge in like this.

“Ivanova, I’ve slept with Brother Lang before you ever did. First come, first served. And since I share this house with Brother Lang, I’m the host. You’re just a guest. I could have kicked you out, but I didn’t,” Zhao Xiaorou retorted, her tone cold.

“Consider yourself lucky.”

“You…”

Ivanova was at a loss for words.

“Brother Lang, let’s sleep. I know you sleep better when I’m next to you,” Zhao Xiaorou said with a soft smile, resting her head on his chest.

Zhou Lang’s heart raced. Although they had shared a bed before, it had never been this intimate. Now, both women were holding onto him, each vying for his attention.

“Brother Lang, why are you living with such a shameless woman? You should move to my judo studio. I have plenty of rooms, and you wouldn’t even have to pay rent,” Ivanova suggested, tightening her hold on him.

Both women had perfect figures, and Zhou Lang felt trapped between two sets of soft, voluptuous bodies. His reaction was immediate and undeniable.

Not long ago, Zhou Lang had been just a college student who hadn’t even held a girl’s hand, and now he was being embraced by two stunning women. How could anyone expect him to stay composed?

“Shameless? Do you dare call me shameless? I’m his first girlfriend, and this is the home we share. You’re the one who came in uninvited,” Zhao Xiaorou snapped.

“I’m in Brother Lang’s bed, not yours. What’s it to you?”

Ivanova shot back.

“If you want to sleep with him, go rent your place. You’re not sleeping here,” Zhao Xiaorou retorted, reaching across Zhou Lang to shove Ivanova.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Ivanova countered, threateningly. As a judo black belt, she was ready to fight if necessary. Annoyed, she responded with a swift kick.

The two women started pushing and kicking at each other, while Zhou Lang sat in the middle, trying to stop them from going too far.

“What the hell are you two doing?”

Zhou Lang groaned in frustration, sitting up.

“If you both want to be with me, then get along. Stop fighting like children. If you want to keep going, I’m leaving.”

“Brother Lang, don’t leave!”

Both women cried out, immediately stopping their fight. They truly cared for him, and seeing him upset was the last thing they wanted.

“Xiaorou, go back to your room and get some sleep. It’s late, and you have work tomorrow,” Zhou Lang sighed.

“You want me to leave so she can stay? That’s not fair, Brother Lang! If we’re sleeping, we all sleep together. If I leave, she leaves too,” Zhao Xiaorou said stubbornly, laying back down.

“Too much of a good thing can be a headache,” Zhou Lang thought. It seemed like he would be spending the night with both Zhao Xiaorou and Ivanova after all.