"What about you, aren't you going in to seize an opportunity?"
"I feel like following Senior Sister is an opportunity in itself."
Zhou Lan smiled and said no more, leading the little junior sister northward.
······
Lu Jin'an and Qingyue were the last to enter the Wutong Sect.
Before they could even get a clear view of the interior structure, Qingyue softly called "Junior Brother" from beside him...
Then she pressed Lu Jin'an directly against a wall.
Her red eyes lit up at that mont, exotic and carrying an indescribable allure.
Creak—
The wall flipped, and the two of them disappeared at the entrance.
The others hurried over when they heard the noise, but could make no sense of it.
After Ji Wenchen said, "Senior Mu surely knows this place, there's no need to worry," everyone dispersed in groups to start treasure-hunting.
Inside the Parasol Tree, Dark Matter still could not invade.
······
In the quiet secret chamber, the slightly urgent breathing resembled ripples on water, carrying an ineffable, subtly lingering affection.
Qingyue bent slightly while placing her hands on Lu Jin'an's shoulders, her breathing particularly clear at this mont with her head lowered.
There was a faint light in the secret chamber, and under its soft halo, Qingyue's tall and graceful figure was highlighted with every enticing curve.
Curves?
Lu Jin'an paused as he glanced along the sides of the bent senior sister, clearly seeing the rhythm underneath her clothes as she breathed.
Qingyue was rather slender, making her delicate curves all the more apparent, impactful to the eyes.
Obviously, even though Qingyue was wearing a chest wrap, once she showed her complete form bearing half-demon beast bloodline, no re chest wrap could cover the allure second only to the Master and Aunt Ruo.
But... it must be tight, right?
After all, there were no sounds of fabric tearing from the chest wrap.
Yet Lu Jin'an detected no discomfort in Qingyue's breathing.
Suddenly, a mory of when Senior Sister attempted to capture him with the Seeking Joy Soul Refining Skill, the faint chi of silver chains flashed in Lu Jin'an's mind.
With that thought, Lu Jin'an placed his hand on Qingyue's slender waist.
Although her waist was the slimst, the cool touch was also delicate and soft, not the kind of bony discomfort.
In terms of having flesh where there should be, Senior Sister perfectly inherited her family's excellent genes.
Warm hands and quivering cool skin, Qingyue unexpectedly tilted her fair head upwards at this mont.
Her forehead had strands of silver-white hair gently swaying, her bright red eyes misty and radiant, her snow-like face picturesque, with a faint blush like a rosy horizon, irresistibly captivating.
"Junior Brother..." Qingyue softly opened her cherry lips, "I said... soon."
The redness blossoming on her exquisite face looked like a blooming flower, the light smile on her lips carrying a morbidly delightful beauty.
"Watching you earlier made irresistible to want, to tie you up..."
Before she could finish, Lu Jin'an shifted his hand slightly from her waist, causing Qingyue's voice to abruptly stop.
Her tender body stiffened slightly, then she involuntarily leaned into Lu Jin'an's arms, trembling lightly.
Underneath the black-gold horse-faced skirt, the legs covered in silk pants were long and straight. At that mont, the black silk pants exhibited a sheer, almost mist-like texture, clinging to her legs, revealing their ivory-like smooth curves.
From under the skirt, Qingyue withdrew one silk-clad foot from her embroidered shoe, gently placing it on Lu Jin'an's foot.
The translucent silk stockings outlined her delicate toes, slightly scraping against Lu Jin'an's calf, the caressing sound softly palpable.
After a while, Qingyue's body finally stopped trembling, with the sensation from his hand transmitting to Lu Jin'an's mind, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes.
Is Senior Sister that happy?
Nearly comparable to Nanzhi.
"Junior Brother..." Qingyue approached his neck, rubbing her side profile softly against him, her voice slightly trembling, "You're really naughty, not even letting finish speaking before suddenly doing this, truly not listening to Senior Sister~"
"It was a spontaneous act," Lu Jin'an said softly, "And I'm the master here, am I supposed to take orders from you?"
While speaking, he lifted his right hand, gently caressing Qingyue's cold cheek, his thumb stroking as his deep eyes parted her lips, his voice dropping a few tones, "Open your mouth."
Qingyue slightly tilted her head, looking at Lu Jin'an, her eyes suppressing genuine feelings, yet presenting an expression with a hint of provocative resistance.
Which stirred an uncontrollable sense of aggression within Lu Jin'an, "Senior Sister, don't make say it a second ti."
Qingyue's eyelids lowered briefly, obediently parting her cherry lips, first kissing his fingertips, as Lu Jin'an grew increasingly daring.
Seeing Senior Sister's current semblance of obedience, Lu Jin'an's eyes deepened further until her cold, creamy-white hands started becoming restless.
As a Sword Cultivator, Qingyue's techniques were deftly skilled, like a dancing butterfly, yet as agile as threading a needle.
Lu Jin'an grabbed her wrist with his left hand, "Senior Sister, I didn't ask you to do extra things, did I?"
Qingyue slightly raised her head, eyes bright, "Revenge."
The words dropped, her exquisite long leg lightly lifting, rather rudely invading between Lu Jin'an's legs, "Junior Brother, if you're too naughty, I might have to use violence, dare you let fight you here?"
Qingyue was confident that Lu Jin'an wouldn't act rashly here, after all, this was the Phoenix Ancestor's inheritance site, who knows if there were other dangers lurking?
User Comments
0 comments from readers