In the Secret Realm of the Qingfeng Domain, there stands a beautifully styled White Jade Palace, its shimring glow contrasting sharply with the surrounding dead silence.
Therefore, this White Jade Palace gives one an illusion as if it walked out from the passage of ti, standing out among the rest.
Now, with the tribulation clouds in the sky dissipated, the entire Secret Realm fell into silence.
However, the external silence does not penetrate the White Jade Palace, where the sounds of water like playful hot springs and soft charming voices can be heard.
Following the sound, one would discover that the source of the sound is a room at the end of the corridor.
The closer to the bathroom within the room, the clearer the sound becos. The tone is tender yet not lacking in coolness, giving an unusually elegant and noble feeling, as beautiful as a heavenly composition.
As ti progresses, this noble tone becos sowhat winding, leaving one intoxicated.
The mist in the bathroom exudes a more enchanting style.
The finely textured luxurious robe lies scattered on the damp floor, being kneaded slowly by a pair of slender jade hands, gradually crumpling into disarray.
In the hot spring, a pair of snow-white smooth, delicate, and shapely beautiful legs slightly bend, and the exquisite jade-like feet, as if swimming fish, lightly stir the water, causing clear splashes.
Xiao Yinruo, sitting at the edge of the pool, leans slightly backward, hands resting on the pure white robe spread over the tiles, fingers flexing and straightening.
At this mont, with Xiao Yinruo's sitting posture, her thighs are stretched straight, imdiately displaying the graceful undulating, well-proportioned, and lengthy curves of her hips and legs to the fullest.
Mature and voluptuous, Xiao Yinruo presents herself within Lu Jin'an's line of sight, leaving him completely incapable of restraining his instincts.
In his sight and touch, Aunt Ruo gives him a sensation of roundness and lushness, like a surge, an indescribable smoothness.
"Little rascal~"
The chaotic, wet black hair spreads ssily on Xiao Yinruo's cheek and shoulders, and those peach blossom eyes seem to ensnare like a demon, exuding endless affection.
"Aunt~ I missed you..."
Xiao Yinruo, slightly strained, stretches out her arms to wrap around Lu Jin'an's neck, arching her waist and legs, accentuating the soft slender waist, giving Lu Jin'an the feeling of a branch bearing fruit.
But this is rely an illusion, for though Aunt Ruo's waist is slender, it is lush and aty, full of mature charm. The reason why Lu Jin'an thinks it slender is due to her physique which is no less than the Master's and her current stance.
In Lu Jin'an's eyes, Xiao Yinruo at this mont is a rare and resplendent scene in the world.
"I missed you too..." Lu Jin'an murmured as he kissed Xiao Yinruo's red lips.
Xiao Yinruo's response is more intense than he imagined.
After abstaining for hundreds of years on the Forget Love Path, coupled with an age that is fierce, the Qingmiao Palace Master at this mont was lost in herself.
She just wanted to cherish this little rascal in front of her dearly, and also... be cherished by him.
In the hot spring pool, as Lu Jin'an moves slightly forward, those rare exquisite jade feet of the beauty completely leave the pool, her fair and smooth calves extending into the air, increasingly helpless and weak resting on his shoulder.
Lu Jin'an kisses Xiao Yinruo's red lips, cheeks, and earlobes. Xiao Yinruo lightly bites her lip, her snowy delicate feet arch subtly, the faintly visible fine blue veins, her toes restless.
In an increasingly hazy consciousness, she felt like a light feather, drifting at will.
The mist in the bathroom andered around, under the bright light reflected the silhouettes on the floor and walls, the two embracing each other, feeling one another as if never to part.
Xiao Yinruo holds Lu Jin'an's back tightly with her elegant, fair hands, her delicate swan-like neck tilting back, lifting her charming fair chin, those peach blossom eyes filled with deep feelings, srizing, her gaze lightly quivering.
"Look at Aunt..."
Xiao Yinruo murmurs, showcasing her absolute beauty at this mont.
Lu Jin'an sees and can only feel that the Palace Master Aunt Ruo at this mont is the most exquisite art, radiant and lustrous.
Also the noblest beauty, elegant and charming, breathtaking.
Even more so, the most touching poetry, clear and tiless, leaving endless aftertaste.
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"Aunt can't leave you now..."
Sitting in Lu Jin'an's embrace, Xiao Yinruo stands lightly on her tiptoes, lowering her head to look at the little rascal sitting by the pool, the tenderness in her peach blossom eyes seems to overflow.
Feeling the warmth spreading through her body, her brows carry a lazy feline satisfaction.
"Even if you want to leave, I won't let you go." Lu Jin'an mumbles, burying his face in Aunt Ruo's gentle embrace.
Xiao Yinruo smiles softly, her fingers lightly tracing circles on his back: "Are you satisfied?"
"Mm..." Lu Jin'an responds, though actually not satisfied, but ti is running out.
Xiao Yinruo clearly feels that the little rascal hasn't fully enjoyed himself, though she wants him to be unable to get up, she knows in her heart he has more important things to attend to.
'Without the great disaster, it doesn't matter turning the little rascal into a wastrel…'
Xiao Yinruo lightly presses her red lips, suppressing a certain tremor in her heart as she slowly stands up, sits beside Lu Jin'an, then leans against his shoulder, speaking softly: "Traveling all the way through the Eastern Dynasty, you must not have eaten well, how about Aunt cooks dinner for you before leaving?"
"Okay."
Xiao Yinruo's expression brightens with a bit of excitent, and after a light kiss on his cheek: "Then be a good boy and soak for a while, Aunt is going to prepare."
Lu Jin'an turns to look at the standing Xiao Yinruo, thinks, then speaks: "Aunt Ruo, I'd like so waterlon juice later."
Xiao Yinruo pauses, turns back with a shy glance, her voice even more gentle: "Alright, Aunt will prepare it for you~"
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