I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 244 Who Knew Dual Cultivation Involved So Much Exerc

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Feng finally stepped out of the room.

He paused briefly at the doorway and glanced back.

Su Muyao was still lying on the bed, completely exhausted, her breathing soft and steady.

He walked over and gently tried to wake her, calling her na once, then again, but she did not respond in the slightest.

She was far too worn out to regain consciousness anyti soon.

Seeing this, Lin Feng could only shake his head faintly.

He glanced at the milky water fall traces slipping from the pink jade gate between her legs, and his little brother stirred instinctively once more.

However, Lin Feng quickly suppressed the urge.

He knew Su Muyao had already reached her limit and was now completely unconscious from the overwhelming pleasure she had endured.

He covered her with the quilt to make sure she was comfortable, his expression softening for a brief mont.

After confirming that she was perfectly fine, he turned around and left the master bedroom quietly, closing the door behind him.

Truthfully, he could have stayed and rested as well, but that thought quickly faded.

There were simply too many people waiting for him outside.

The mont he stepped out...

"ntor Lin Feng! You’re finally out!"

A cheerful voice rang out imdiately.

Su Wanwan rushed forward, her eyes sparkling with excitent, as if she had been waiting for this exact mont the entire ti.

"Wanwan has been waiting for you. Look at my new skill!" she said eagerly, almost unable to contain herself.

Before Lin Feng could even respond, she had already taken a few steps back and assud her stance.

In the next instant, she began.

Her movents were swift and fluid, her body moving with a natural rhythm that showed clear improvent from before.

Her hands cut through the air with precision while her footwork remained light yet grounded.

Each motion flowed seamlessly into the next, forming a complete and well-structured martial routine.

It was clear she had practiced diligently.

The surrounding air seed to shift slightly with her montum, and even those watching from the side could not help but focus on her performance.

In less than two minutes, she ca to a clean stop, finishing with a firm and steady stance.

For a brief second, everything went quiet.

Then...

Clap.

Clap.

Clap.

Lin Feng applauded without hesitation, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"You did well, Wanwan. That was amazing," he said, his tone carrying genuine approval.

Hearing his praise, Su Wanwan’s face imdiately lit up.

Her earlier tension disappeared, replaced with pure joy as she stepped closer to him, clearly delighted.

The two of them began talking, with Lin Feng offering a few pointers while Wanwan listened attentively, nodding again and again.

Not far away, however, the atmosphere was completely different.

Ye Jian sat with her arms crossed, her lips slightly pursed.

Her expression made it obvious that she was in a terrible mood.

From ti to ti, she would glance at Lin Feng, then look away with a quiet huff.

Beside her, Ning Xi looked conflicted.

She had clearly noticed Ye Jian’s reaction, and after hesitating for a mont, she leaned slightly closer and asked in a low voice,

"Senior Sister Ye Jian... what exactly were they doing inside?"

At first, Ye Jian did not respond.

She simply clicked her tongue softly, as if reluctant to even speak about it.

But seeing Ning Xi’s curious gaze, she finally gave in.

"They were cooking rice inside," Ye Jian said flatly.

Ning Xi blinked.

"Cooking... rice?"

Ye Jian let out a faint snort, clearly displeased.

"And they did it for over an hour. At least," she added, her tone growing even more sour.

Ning Xi froze for a mont upon hearing that.

Her mind tried to process the information, but the more she thought about it, the stranger it sounded.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks without her realizing it.

Over an hour... just to cook rice?

She lowered her gaze slightly, her thoughts wandering despite herself.

"Does cooking rice really take that long...?" she wondered silently.

For so reason, the image that ford in her mind only made her face grow warr.

Just like Ye Jian, who had previously done more thorough research on the interactions between n and won, Ning Xi had also looked into the topic though only at a very basic level.

From what little she had learned, she understood that there were certain intimate aspects of the body that played an important role in such relationships, and that these experiences could bring pleasure to both sides.

However, her knowledge did not go much deeper than that.

Even so, she kept these curious studies strictly to herself, remaining cautious and discreet.

The thought of anyone discovering what she had been reading about was enough to make her feel embarrassed.

Half an hour later, Lin Feng finally said his farewell to Su Wanwan.

"I’ll see you tomorrow, Wanwan," he said with a small wave.

"Yes! Wanwan will be there on ti, ntor Lin Feng! Take care!" she replied brightly, waving back with enthusiasm.

Only after Lin Feng left did Su Wanwan suddenly realize sothing.

"Hmm? Where’s Mother?"

She turned her head, glancing around in confusion. Instinctively, she was about to head toward Su Muyao’s room to check, but before she could take more than a few steps, a maidservant of the mansion stepped forward and gently stopped her.

"Young Miss Wanwan, your mother is quite tired right now and needs to rest," the maid said softly. "Would you like to read you so books until you fall asleep?"

Su Wanwan’s eyes instantly lit up.

Normally, she was expected to sleep early, but the thought of having soone read her favorite stories to her instead made her excitent surge.

"Yes, please! Wanwan would love that. Let’s go now!" she said eagerly, grabbing the maid’s hand and tugging her along toward her room.

The maid let out a small, amused laugh as she followed.

"Hehe... Wanwan is going to stay up a little later tonight," Su Wanwan thought mischievously, a playful smirk forming on her face as they disappeared down the hallway.