I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 240 My Master Said To Practice With My Sword, So I D

For the past few days, Su Muyao had carefully rested and allowed her body to fully recover from the ordeal she had gone through before.

She had taken great care of herself, healing both her body and spirit.

She had even used dicinal healing baths in preparation for this very occasion.

Deep down, she had been preparing for this exact mont and had done everything she could to ensure that things would unfold as smoothly and seamlessly as possible.

Now that he was finally here again, standing so close to her and holding her like this, all of that anticipation finally burst free.

Her fingers tightened slightly against his chest as she lost herself in the kiss, allowing the warmth and desire she had been holding back to slowly take over.

Outside the chamber, the mansion remained lively with servants and guests.

But inside the sealed room, the world felt as though it had shrunk to just the two of them.

Lin Feng kissed Su Muyao deeply, savoring her soft lips as if determined to leave them swollen from his affection.

Her lips taste so good. I could kiss her forever, Lin Feng mused inwardly.

But he did not stop there.

His hands moved along Su Muyao’s back before settling on her waist and lower curves.

With effortless strength, he lifted her into his arms.

"Mmmph!" Su Muyao gasped softly in surprise.

Yet her body reacted instinctively.

Her legs wrapped around Lin Feng’s hips as if they had done it many tis before.

Her green dress rode up, revealing her delicious, creamy white legs, a sight that was more than enough to drive any man crazy with lust.

The sudden closeness made her heart race, and the warmth between them grew quickly as their bodies pressed together.

She could feel her pink flower being pressed against Lin Feng’s body, and that alone was enough to make her center grow even hotter, the liquid from her depths beginning to flow even more fiercely.

Lin Feng noticed the obvious warmth and knew that Su Muyao was beginning to get into the mood for more.

And Lin Feng was more than willing to give her exactly that. In the very next instant, he moved.

Their kiss never broke.

Lin Feng continued moving, carrying her across the room.

It only took a few steps before he reached the large bed waiting at the center of the chamber.

A mont later, the two of them fell gently onto the soft mattress.

The bed dipped beneath their weight, and their bodies bounced slightly against the plush sheets.

Instead of breaking the mont, it only made their embrace more intense.

Their kiss deepened, growing more passionate as the quiet chamber filled with the sound of their breathing and the rustle of silk beneath them.

Lin Feng was extrely excited at the thought of once again feeling that wet, tight, and intoxicating warmth around his raging dragon, and his eagerness clearly showed in his actions.

Without much restraint, he grabbed Su Muyao’s green dress and began pulling it off her body.

The fabric stretched tightly and nearly tore under his impatient hands, the sound of straining cloth echoing in the room.

Fortunately, the dress managed to survive the rough treatnt.

Soon, the only thing left on her body was a matching set of sexy black underwear.

Those did not last long either.

Lin Feng quickly removed Su Muyao’s bra, and her precious, full assets imdiately spilled free from their confines.

His gaze lingered there for a mont before shifting downward toward the final piece of clothing.

This ti, he slowed down slightly, removing the last garnt a little more gently.

Lin Feng gulped as his eyes fell upon Su Muyao’s delicate pink secret garden.

Without hesitation, he tossed the discarded underwear aside.

What a beautiful sight, he mused inwardly.

Satisfied, he finally turned his attention to his own clothes.

"Rippp!"

Unlike how he treated Su Muyao’s outfit, Lin Feng showed absolutely no rcy to his own azure teacher’s robes.

He tore them apart like a brute caveman eager to free himself.

Su Muyao’s eyes instinctively lowered.

What she saw made her breath catch.

Lin Feng’s massive yang spear stood proudly upright, pointing straight toward the heavens, visibly trembling with excitent.

Su Muyao stared at it with a mixture of anticipation and fear.

At that mont, only one thought filled her mind.

How was I even able to get that monstrous thing inside the last ti?

Su Muyao did not have to wonder for long, because Lin Feng moved with absolute intention.

He leaned forward toward the delicious sight before him and buried his face between Su Muyao’s twin peaks.

His tongue and lips imdiately went to work.

He licked, sucked, and lightly bit her pink cherries one after another while his large hands gripped and kneaded her soft flesh.

His touch was rough yet controlled, applying just enough pressure to make her feel both pain and pleasure at the sa ti.

The sensations quickly overwheld Su Muyao.

"Ahhhh..."

"Ohhhh..."

"Ughhhh..."

Her moans filled the chamber one after another, forming a continuous stream of sweet and lewd sounds.

Anyone who heard her voice in that mont would have found it impossible to remain calm.

Lin Feng remained there, enjoying himself like a greedy child savoring his favorite treat.

He continued for nearly sixty breaths before finally lifting his head and claiming Su Muyao’s lips again.

This ti his intentions were even clearer.

While he captured Su Muyao’s lips in another deep kiss, his hands moved lower.

With practiced ease, he guided his proud and eager dragon between her legs, seeking the entrance to her hidden cave of pleasure.

"Mmm..."

Su Muyao’s eyes opened slightly, and a flicker of nervousness appeared within them.

The mory of the enormous size of the weapon between Lin Feng’s legs still lingered in her mind, and she could not help feeling a little afraid of being stretched so widely again.

But instead of forcing his way in imdiately, Lin Feng slowed down.