Pei Wanyu couldn’t even imagine how Xiao Yinruo would turn out!
Yinruo would definitely be writhing in pain, possibly even screaming in misery. After all, the Empathy Technique is a spell, and once released, it cannot end unless it’s withdrawn.
And with Qingmiao Palace being so far from the Wandao Sect... Cultivators in the Divine Presence Realm simply cannot cast spells across such vast domains.
’I must be overthinking it. Pain isn’t part of what Yinruo is empathizing with, so she shouldn’t be able to feel it.’
Pei Wanyu turned her attention back to what was happening in the cave mansion. What Xiao Yinruo should be perceiving now is only the desire of a pup longing for its master, nothing else.
But looking at the charming expression Mu Qingyue was displaying, she was uncertain again.
’No, no, I must be overthinking it. Qingyue couldn’t possibly find pain sothing to enjoy in such matters.’
Although Pei Wanyu had read descriptions of won who enjoyed pain in books, she believed it was probably false. How could normal people feel like that?
Besides, Qingyue initially wanted Jin’an to beco sothing, so it was impossible for her to enjoy being harshly bullied at this mont.
Hmm!
It should... be like that!
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Qingmiao Palace, Yunqi Palace sleeping chambers.
Sunlight gently seeped through the windows, seeming to ease a part of the warmth inside the room, yet couldn’t conceal the muffled moans biting into the thin blanket.
On the soft bed, the white bedsheets were a ss of wrinkles. Palace Master Xiao, with her half-removed clothes exposing her fair chest and full legs, rolled restlessly on the bed. Her serene and quiet face was flushed, and within her slightly wide peach blossom eyes, a flash of discomfort occasionally appeared.
She curled up, pressing both hands tightly to her chest, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of indescribable daze.
The feeling from Qingyue consuming her completely monts ago was still vivid, but now, the sense of mixed pain had gone, replaced by a different kind of ache.
Even though the clamp-like sensation had vanished earlier, it suddenly reappeared without warning.
All of this made Xiao Yinruo helplessly let out a small cry.
Other sensations were bearable, but from Mu Qingyue ca a particularly vivid desire, weaving with different emotions, making it difficult for Xiao Yinruo to control herself.
But it wasn’t unbearable until... the strange heat.
Xiao Yinruo’s eyes suddenly flew open, and she couldn’t help but let out a sharp scream, her watery peach blossom eyes filled with confusion.
What is this? What is this? What is this?!
What are those two kids playing at!?
Xiao Yinruo had no clue, truly none, but the scorching sensation made her feel extrely uncomfortable, yet within the discomfort was also Qingyue’s joy.
Why? Why?
Why does that girl Qingyue feel happy?
Xiao Yinruo bit a corner of the thin blanket and involuntarily lay down on the bed, as if pressing against a waterlon could relieve the strangeness.
Her graceful figure quivered slightly, the curve from her back to her hips particularly enchanting.
The tresses of her black hair, having long since co undone in her shifting, covered her charming eyes that flickered like silk and cheeks blushed with a peach-like hue.
Thump! Thump thump!
Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but pound on the bed. Each drop of sensation truly pained her, especially as it dripped onto...
Why?
Why can pain also trigger such strong empathy?
Clearly, the ’Empathy Technique’ I cast didn’t involve feelings of pain!
Xiao Yinruo was puzzled, but she felt she was about to be unable to breathe, yet besides the pain, there were other more intense emotions coming from Qingyue!
Torture, never before had she been so tornted since embarking on the Immortal Path!
But this feeling, however, left her with an indescribable sensation.
She didn’t understand, nor did she know what those senior sister and junior brother were doing, she only felt her body was strange now.
Especially... Her body felt hotter and hotter.
This scorching heat coursing through her limbs highlighted a seductive charm within Xiao Yinruo’s cool deanor, a mature and rich fragrance filled the room, invigorating the senses.
The sensation from Mu Qingyue left Xiao Yinruo breathless, causing her thighs to involuntarily twitch and tremble, covering her mature peach-like body with a sheen of sweat beyond her control.
Why?
Xiao Yinruo didn’t know, but she couldn’t quell the impulsive desire within her heart, this impulse made it difficult for her to control her body.
Perhaps due to being overly tense, through the thin silk stockings, it was crystal clear to see that not only her insteps tensed, but even her slender, well-ford toes tightly curled.
At this mont, Xiao Yinruo, lying curled on the soft bed with eyes shut, felt like a fla was burning within her, her skin flushed with a light pink, her breathing ever more rapid.
Xiao Yinruo squird, and then increasingly couldn’t control the changes in her body.
Her hand brushed against her own fair collarbone skin, lightly stroking her belly, then quickly withdrew.
"No, no..."
Xiao Yinruo restrained herself, but the emotions transmitted back from Mu Qingyue made her change along with them.
Yet after such changes, though it’s already... there was still a sense of incompleteness.
This incomplete feeling was like a feather tickling the tip of her heart, growing ever more exasperating.
Agony upon agony, yet it made Xiao Yinruo exude a bewitching allure more and more.
Xiao Yinruo buried herself under the covers, even though she didn’t feel much of Lu Jin’an, how could this be?
Was Qingyue deliberately suppressing it?
Or...
As Xiao Yinruo pondered, she suddenly felt... this made her body tremble all over, and even biting a corner of the thin blanket, she couldn’t stop the scream.
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