Although Shen Yiren’s delicate body is not as voluptuous and full as Second Palace Master Shen Baishuang’s.
Yet under the emerald-green dress, her seemingly slender jade body is also curvaceous, with graceful arcs, attracting the gaze of any man, inciting fanciful thoughts.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng can clearly feel the whiteness, smoothness, and softness through the skirt.
Under normal circumstances, being besieged front and back by such two peerless beauties, Lu Changsheng would find it difficult to restrain himself.
Not to mention, bewitched by the effects of Fairy Tears on his body and mind.
It’s just that the remaining trace of sanity tells him not to.
Absolutely cannot move recklessly!
Otherwise, if Great Palace Master Shen Jianjia arrives, he would be finished.
"Without the antidote, then what other way is there to detoxify?"
Lu Changsheng’s eyes almost turn scarlet red, his forehead and face covered in bean-sized sweat, veins bulging, suppressing the impulse to enforce justice then and there on the Second Palace Master, speaking with heavy breath.
Shen Baishuang, whether caught tightly by Lu Changsheng, pinned below him, or due to the two large gulps of Red Flame Wine earlier, the enchanting, radiant cheeks have gained a few traces of charming blush.
Upon hearing Lu Changsheng’s words, she is momentarily speechless and choked up.
The aphrodisiac has no antidote, naturally, the only way to detoxify would be through dual cultivation between man and woman.
If not aware of the deep poison within Lu Changsheng, desperately suppressing it, she would even suspect the latter of intentionally joking and teasing her.
Though her sister is pletely lost to herself under the effects of Fairy Tears, his ability to maintain posure, remaining conscious, does show resolute willpower...
She won’t be like her husband, uninterested in women, would she?
Yet feeling the burning, imposing Azure Dragon, she instantly dispels this thought...
Aware that facing a woman with the Dragon Yang Peculiarity, it’s utterly impossible to have a reaction.
"Where is the Great Palace Master?"
Lu Changsheng continues questioning, his voice quick and heavy, as if a beast on the brink of losing rationality.
"No! Absolutely cannot tell my sister!"
Upon hearing of her sister, Shen Baishuang instinctively replies.
If all is said and done, her sister would at most reprimand and punish her.
But now, having messed things up, both she and her sister are poisoned...
The main issue is that such a forbidden seductive poison like Fairy Tears, even her sister cannot detoxify.
Thinking of this, Shen Baishuang’s gracefully flushed cheeks suddenly turn pale, her delicate body trembling, unsure of how to handle the situation.
Will she too, under the effects of Fairy Tears, like her sister, bee entangled with this person before her...
"Does the Great Palace Master not know about this!?"
Lu Changsheng captures a piece of information from Shen Baishuang’s words.
However, upon reflection, he understands. .
As the Goddess Palace’s Great Master, one of Starry Sky Sea’s top cultivators, Shen Jianjia, having e so far, surely possesses extraordinary means, incapable of acting so frivolously.
Even if she did, it would never be this... reckless.
This kind of thing suits Shen Baishuang’s image of a reckless woman in his heart.
Since the Great Palace Master is absent, unaware...
And the Second Palace Master before him dares not inform the Great Palace Master...
In an instant, the last trace of sanity in Lu Changsheng is drowned by desire.
The Fourth Rank qi-blood roars wildly, his arms bee like iron clamps around Shen Baishuang’s slender waist, tightly securing her white jade arms.
A broad, solid chest presses against the proud bust of the beauty within his grasp, forcing it to overflow in all directions like a giant snow pancake, then fiercely seals her moist, sexy, rosy lips.
But hailed as the "Rouge Tiger," "Jade-faced Demon," the Goddess Second Palace Master, how could she surrender so easily.
Even under the spell of Fairy Tears, their natural desire for anomalies, she wouldn’t succumb easily.
Shen Baishuang’s eyes filled with ferocity, her heart full of rage and humiliation, as Lu Changsheng continues to capture her fragrant, soft tongue, she bites down!
"Humph..."
Even as a Fourth Rank Body Cultivator, in this moment, Lu Changsheng lets out a muffled groan of pain.
Yet this pain does not stop Lu Changsheng’s actions.
The intense taste of blood mingles with voluptuous allure, and the rich, sweet fragrance floods his mouth, transmitting to the brain influenced by Fairy Tears, igniting even stronger urges.
At this moment, he seems crazed, wanting to devour Shen Baishuang before him, savoring her freely.
Shen Baishuang still attempts to struggle.
But now Lu Changsheng is even more dominant.
In mere moments, the usually noble, cold Goddess Second Palace Master, Rouge Tiger, Jade-faced Demon, begins to soften under Lu Changsheng’s domineering assault, her alluring figure wrapped in red glamorous dress gradually losing strength.
Her enchantingly radiant cheeks bloom like a peony, alluring blush spreading, emitting indescribable charming luster.
Moreover, spurred by Lu Changsheng, the effects of Fairy Tears quickly manifest, causing her beautiful eyes to gradually haze, her throat unable to suppress the series of soft moans.
But pared to the Second Palace Master Shen Baishuang, the situation of Third Palace Master Shen Yiren, hugging Lu Changsheng tightly, is even more exaggerated.
Her cheeks flush as red as fire, beautiful eyes dazed, foggy, devoid of their usual clarity and wakefulness.
Even her usual gentle, reserved nature pels her to slip off the emerald-green outer skirt, middle garments, and pants, leaving only a plain white silk undergarment embroidered with lotus flowers, and a pair of delicate white silk socks wrapping her graceful feet.
Her alabaster skin, now tinted with pink, radiates rosy luster, a layer of rosy sweat beads over it, as if coated in jelly-like jade nectar.
Although Lu Changsheng’s body is like a furnace, scorching hot.
Yet for Shen Yiren now, it feels like an ice chamber in the midsummer, cool and fortable, hugging her tightly, her delicate nose releasing tantalizingly sweet hums.
At this time, Shen Baishuang, torn apart by Lu Changsheng, notices her sister’s state, her beautiful eyes hazy, ebony hair disheveled, radiant face dripping with desire, she regains some clarity and seductively remarks.
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