I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 220 A Saintess in the Streets, a Demoness in the Bed

Lin Feng turned and walked back to the bed. He removed the last of his clothes and lay down naked.

After only a few breaths, he pulled a brocade quilt over his body and covered himself.

He closed his eyes as if he had already fallen asleep.

"... "

Li Zhiyan stood there silently for a full minute.

Her thoughts churned as she stared at the man lying on the bed.

Finally, she slowly walked forward and slipped under the quilt beside him.

She was not a foolish woman. She understood very well what she needed to do now.

Li Zhiyan tried to close her eyes and rest, but sleep did not co easily to her after that.

Lin Feng did not touch her, sothing Li Zhiyan was secretly grateful for.

She rolled around on the bed restlessly.

Although the bed was large enough for both of them, their distance still felt strangely close to her.

Every small movent made the quilt rustle softly in the quiet room.

What made things worse was that she could clearly sll Lin Feng’s scent.

It was clean and strangely pleasant, carrying a faint warmth that lingered in the air around him.

The closer she lay to him, the more obvious it beca.

His body heat seeped through the quilt and spread toward her, making her feel uncomfortably warm.

Li Zhiyan frowned slightly.

Her heart was beating faster than usual, and the warmth between her legs made her feel restless and embarrassed.

"What’s wrong with ?" she muttered silently in her mind.

She turned to the other side, trying to distance herself from him, but it barely helped.

The bed dipped slightly under his weight, reminding her that he was right there beside her.

Thirty minutes passed.

She tried closing her eyes. She tried calming her breathing.

She even tried counting in her mind like she used to when she could not sleep.

But nothing worked.

Her thoughts refused to settle.

Eventually, Li Zhiyan let out a quiet breath and slowly opened her eyes again, staring at the dark ceiling of the room.

At that mont, sothing caught her attention.

Her gaze slowly shifted to the side.

What she saw next disturbed her far more than she was willing to admit.

"What is that...?" Li Zhiyan wondered silently, her eyes widening slightly.

She carefully glanced toward Lin Feng’s side of the bed.

His upper body was covered by the quilt, his breathing slow and steady as if he were completely asleep.

However, beneath the quilt, sothing was clearly rising upward.

The fabric was lifted high into a noticeable shape.

Li Zhiyan froze.

Her mind went blank for a mont.

"Is that his...?" she thought, her face instantly warming.

She forced herself to stay completely still, afraid that even the smallest movent might wake him.

Her heart began pounding loudly in her chest.

She knew what it probably was.

Even though she had never experienced such things personally, she was not completely ignorant.

Still... seeing it like this felt entirely different.

Her eyes remained fixed on the strange shape under the quilt.

The outline was obvious.

It stood firm and proud beneath the fabric, refusing to hide itself.

Li Zhiyan swallowed lightly.

"No... I shouldn’t look..." she told herself.

But her curiosity had already been ignited.

The more she tried to look away, the more her eyes drifted back.

After several monts of internal struggle, curiosity finally won.

Very slowly, she shifted closer.

Her movents were careful and almost silent. She did not dare breathe too loudly.

Then, before she could stop herself, Li Zhiyan slipped beneath the quilt.

The space under it felt warr and filled with Lin Feng’s scent.

Her face imdiately flushed as her eyes adjusted to the dimness.

And then she saw it clearly.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Lin Feng’s giant dragon stood there, long, thick, and impossibly hard.

Even in the dim light beneath the quilt, its presence was impossible to ignore.

Li Zhiyan’s eyes widened in shock.

Her mind blanked completely as she stared at it, stunned by what she was seeing.

"This... this thing..." she thought in disbelief.

For a long mont, she simply lay there, staring, her thoughts in total disarray.

Her cheeks burned with heat, and her heart pounded wildly as she realized she had just witnessed sothing she probably should not have seen.

It was the first real one Li Zhiyan had ever seen in her life, and she could hardly believe it.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared.

How could sothing that long and thick possibly fit into a woman’s secret garden?

There was simply no way that could happen.

The thought alone made her cheeks burn with embarrassnt.

Even so, the sight stirred sothing inside her.

A strange warmth slowly spread through her body, making her feel restless and slightly breathless.

Yet beyond that rising arousal, another thought surfaced in her mind.

A clear question.

"Is Young Master Lin Feng like this because of ?" Li Zhiyan wondered silently.

Her gaze drifted toward his sleeping figure beneath the quilt.

"Is he so hard because I’m lying beside him... naked... sharing the sa bed?"

The more she thought about it, the more that possibility seed likely.

Minutes passed quietly as she lay there, thinking.

If she was being affected by Lin Feng’s presence in such a sensual way, then perhaps his body was reacting to her in the sa manner.

The realization made her heart beat faster.

"So... does Young Master Lin Feng like ?" she wondered.

Or was it sothing simpler than that?

"Or does he only want to take and taste my body?"

Li Zhiyan had no answer.

She was not sure how she should feel about the prospect of sharing his bed every night.

The thoughts lingered in her mind, swirling together with her embarrassnt and curiosity.

Eventually, exhaustion began to creep in.

Her eyelids slowly grew heavier, and the warmth beneath the quilt made her body relax.

Still filled with unanswered questions, Li Zhiyan finally drifted off to sleep.