Gazing at those smooth, jade-like delicate feet teasing him under the table,
Xu Wendong’s breath grew inexplicably rapid.
A wicked fla ignited in his heart.
However,
he maintained his composure, smiling as he looked at Qingluan, "It depends on whether Sister Qingluan is willing to let my brothers go hungry."
Qingluan gave Xu Wendong a coquettish glare mixed with a hint of bashfulness, chiding, "You little rogue, you really are a principled little rascal!"
Xu Wendong smiled quietly, continuing to eat.
Qingluan didn’t provoke him further, reluctantly retracting her jade feet, then switched to talking about the political background and social structure in Wa Country.
After the al,
Xu Wendong returned to his room, showered, and lay in bed.
Closing his eyes, he planned to take a nap,
and also contemplate the itinerary for his trip to Wa Country.
He already had a preliminary plan, to first mingle into Yamato Kendo Hall, learn the Yamato Sword Technique, and then ignite conflict among the three martial arts halls in Wa Country.
Once the ti was ripe, he would reap the benefits and wipe out these three forces at once.
After that, he would target the ninja forces.
Once they were dealt with, it would be the onmyoji’s turn.
Though there weren’t many onmyoji in Wa Country, Qingluan had ntioned before that their thods were extraordinarily mysterious, comparable to Foundation Establishnt Cultivators.
After dealing with the onmyoji, the next stop would be Yasukuni Shrine.
Because he knew war criminals who invaded Huaxia were honored there, he intended to burn down Yasukuni Shrine, which he considered a ans to seek justice for the sacrifices of the past civilians.
The final stop was the Tokyo National Museum.
It might very well house the Nine Tripod Cauldrons.
Even if not, there were nurous antiquities from Great Xia.
He intended to bring those antiquities back.
With this in mind,
Xu Wendong gradually began to feel drowsy.
But at that mont,
a faint door-opening sound was heard.
Qingluan, clad in a black camisole dress with her delicate jade feet bare, silently pushed the door open and entered.
Although Xu Wendong sensed Qingluan’s presence in the room,
he did not open his eyes, lying there quietly as if asleep.
anwhile,
Qingluan had reached the bedside, her face full of shyness as she lifted the covers.
She was utterly shocked by what she saw.
Xu Wendong lay there in the nude, his physique was tall and without any excess fat, looking exceptionally sexy and charming.
Most strikingly, the heirloom device between his legs left her in awe.
"It’s already terrifying as is, what happens when it’s hard?" Qingluan couldn’t remain calm inside.
A strange sense of unease and fear rose in her heart.
"If it’s inserted inside, wouldn’t it tear apart?"
Despite the fear,
deep inside, Qingluan was filled with desire and anticipation.
As a cultivator,
she always longed to beco more powerful.
However, her talent was limited, and resources were scarce.
She had been stuck at the Third Level of Qi Refinent for too long.
And to break through, the best thod was to find a man whose cultivation level surpassed her own and engage in Dual Cultivation.
Although there were n in Dragon Court whose cultivation levels were higher,
the gap between their realms wasn’t substantial.
More importantly,
their appearances were unremarkable and didn’t et her aesthetic standards.
Until Xu Wendong appeared, catching her eyes.
But it was confined to verbal teasing.
Once she learned Xu Wendong had beco a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator,
she knew
she needed to change.
She couldn’t just rely on flirtatious words; she had to take real action.
Only this way could she seize the opportunity.
With this thought,
she quietly climbed onto Xu Wendong’s bed, kneeling between his legs, face flushed as she grasped Xu Wendong’s fearso heirloom device.
Seeing no reaction,
Qingluan hesitated for a mont, then opened her mouth and took it in...
She had never done this before.
But
that awkward and clumsy sensation was irresistible to Xu Wendong.
Desire quickly brewed inside him.
Qingluan soon felt discomfort, and gagged.
She stopped "biting," glancing resentfully at Xu Wendong, then moved to his waistline, positioning herself before slowly lowering down.
However,
due to dryness and inexperience,
several attempts failed to connect with Xu Wendong.
This sparked intense dissatisfaction within her, as she huffed sitting on his waist, "How can you stay indifferent at a ti like this, are you even a man?"
She knew
Xu Wendong had never been asleep.
Even if he was,
with his cultivation level, he would have sensed her entrance imdiately.
He pretended to sleep rely to avoid initiating.
Non-initiation, non-rejection, non-responsibility.
The classic traits of a scoundrel.
She completely understood Xu Wendong’s mindset.
But to remain indifferent at such a juncture made her very displeased.
She had already been so proactive.
Couldn’t he et her halfway?
With a gentle push from Xu Wendong’s waist, Qingluan was toppled back onto the bed, then he seized the opportunity to press down on her, his right hand directly reaching that mysterious area, softly caressing and teasing.
"Have you ever heard the saying ’success cos when it’s t with readiness’?" Xu Wendong sported a mischievous smile.
Under his series of actions
Qingluan’s face quickly flushed with a peachy hue, appearing vibrant and alluring, her eyes revealing an uncontainable passion.
Her body was feverish, legs clenching tightly together, seemingly reluctant for Xu Wendong to continue probing further.
Yet, she reveled in that wonderful sensation.
She felt Xu Wendong’s hand seed to possess so mysterious magic power.
It was unsealing a deep, long-buried lock within her heart.
"Quick...hurry and co in!" Qingluan’s eyes brimd with lust, her gaze filled with deep longing.
Xu Wendong too had long been insatiable.
Under Qingluan’s tense yet expectant gaze, he gracefully entered that moist, snug haven.
During this process,
Qingluan wore a pained expression.
Her face turned pale, she bit her lip gently,
gripping the bedsheets beneath her with powerful intensity.
In that mont,
she felt unmatched heat and hardness.
Alongside it ca a sensation of her body being torn apart.
Pain!
Yet mixed with ecstasy.
"Sister Qingluan, you’re so tight!" Xu Wendong stopped, gazing lovingly at her, while his hands climbed those two peaks.
As an experienced scoundrel, he knew sotis it was necessary to ease the other’s tension and physical discomfort.
Qingluan’s eyes were filled with desire, her face carried a tinge of shyness, "Do you prefer it tight or loose?"
Xu Wendong grinned, "Of course, I prefer it tight, especially from a stunning mature beauty like you, Sister, I love when you call hubby." He said, pinching those pink bits, making Qingluan moan softly.
"Hubby, stop teasing, give it to now, I want you!" Qingluan’s desire was completely unleashed, her gaze fiery and filled with longing and affection!
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