Ning Zhongze of Nine Yin and Nine Yang and Linghu Chong 21-22

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Chapter Twenty-One:
The Mid-Autumn Festival's full moon hung high in the night sky, its clear, bright silver light spilling across the hillsides and cliffs. A bird returning late darted past the flowers and fruit trees planted by Ning Zhongze in front of the stone house, its hurried flight carrying a swirling cloud of silvery moonlight. With a sharp cry, it startled the silence, wanting to say something, yet remaining silent. The moonlight was bright, like water and frost. A thin mist flowed through the valley, like the earth's gentle fragrance. A light breeze brought the coolness of autumn.
The two people in the valley finished harvesting cotton, then cooked dinner and mooncakes together. They then celebrated the festival together in the small courtyard in front of the house, enjoying the moon and eating. As the food was served, Linghu Chong sneakily dug out a jar from under a peach tree, broke the seal, and a fragrant aroma of wine immediately filled the air, mingling with the scent of flowers, the evening breeze, and the chirping of insects in the early night, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
Ning Zhongze giggled, "Look at you, so sneaky! I knew you were brewing wine all along. Your little tricks couldn't escape my keen eyes."
Linghu Chong smiled, "Then, Miss Ning, would you like some?"
Back at Mount Hua, because Yue Buqun didn't drink, Ning Zhongze rarely drank. Even during festivals, she only had a small sip, and although she found it delicious, she was careful to moderate her intake and would warn her disciples to drink less as well. As for Linghu Chong, he was a top priority for surveillance.
Now, under the moon, only the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms, the swaying bamboo, and the shadows of the two of them could be seen. Ning Zhongze thought that she had nothing to do tomorrow, so even if she got drunk and slept in, it wouldn't matter
. Unable to resist the temptation, she said somewhat shyly, "Shall we have a little?" Linghu Chong replied, "Absolutely! After drinking, I'll take a nap. That feeling is truly wonderful."
Ning Zhongze kicked him, glared at him, and scolded, "Drunkard! Don't get drunk. If you get drunk and cause trouble, see how I deal with you!"
...
But they still got drunk. The wine intoxicated them, the autumn wind intoxicated them, the scenery intoxicated them, and they themselves were even more intoxicated.
Under the table, Ning Zhongze kicked Linghu Chong in dissatisfaction, freeing herself from his mischievous hand. Linghu Chong grinned, picked up the wooden dice he had carved, and threw them on the table. The wooden dice spun around a few times, and upon closer inspection, it wasn't a "one." At this moment, they were playing a drinking game called the Mid-Autumn Moon Appreciation Game.
Ning Zhongze covered her full, red lips and giggled, "You lost again! Come on, let's drink!" She picked up a jar to pour wine for Linghu Chong, but after turning the jar upside down, only two drops dripped from the mouth; it was empty.
"Is there any more wine?" Ning Zhongze asked.
"No, that's all," Linghu Chong replied.
"You're not lying to me, are you? Why didn't you brew more?" Ning Zhongze asked, somewhat displeased.
"Because there's only one jar. I've tried making jars many times, and I always burned them..."
"Huh, where are my boots and socks?" Ning Zhongze tried to stand up, only to find her right foot bare, delicate and smooth as jade in the moonlight.
"Here..." "You pervert! Put them on!"
With a "smack," Ning Zhongze kicked Linghu Chong unexpectedly after he put his boots and socks on her, then quickly withdrew her foot, stood up triumphantly, and began clearing the dishes.
Leaning against the stone bench, the evening breeze gently flowed, brushing against Linghu Chong's parched chest, bringing him immense comfort. Looking at Ning Zhongze washing the dishes, he suddenly felt a surge of emotion and contentment. He hadn't experienced such a scene in years; he vaguely remembered a time when he was very young, under the same moonlit night, after dinner, he would sit on his father's lap, playing, while his mother cleared the dishes. Linghu Chong stood up, went behind Ning Zhongze, and gently embraced her slender waist. Ning Zhongze turned around and scolded, "What are you doing? Go take a bath! You've sweated so much from kneading cotton today."
Linghu Chong didn't answer, but said, "Senior Sister, I feel so happy right now. I think... I really want to live with you in the valley forever..."
Ning Zhongze's body trembled, and she fell silent. After a long while, she whispered, "Chong'er, am I really that much older than you..."
Linghu Chong quickly said, "No, no, Senior Sister, you look younger than me."
Ning Zhongze raised her right leg and gently tapped Linghu Chong with her heel, laughing, "You must have eaten too much jade honey these past few days. Your smooth-talking skills are truly remarkable. I admire you greatly." She paused, then whispered again: "But I'm almost forty..."
Linghu Chong said, "Senior Sister, do you remember telling me about that Senior Zhang who, according to the Nine Yin Manual, cultivated with his wife and two others for over a hundred years?"
Ning Zhongze exclaimed "Ah!" and suddenly blushed, saying, "Those three are probably immortals, how could you and I, two mortal farmers, compare?"
Linghu Chong looked at her sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, and diamond-like lips; she was truly as beautiful as a flower. The skin exposed at her neckline was smooth and alluring, and a delicate fragrance wafted from her swan-like neck to his nose. He couldn't help but feel a surge of heat flowing down from his lower abdomen, and his manhood slowly began to rise and stand tall. He said, "No, no, Senior Sister, I've noticed you're getting younger and younger. It must be the effect of dual cultivation. Haven't you noticed it yourself?"
Ning Zhongze had been looking at herself in the mirror these past few days and had inadvertently noticed that her skin seemed to be getting smoother and smoother. She had initially thought it was just her imagination, but now that Linghu Chong said the same thing, she couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. She smiled and scolded, "You rascal, all you do is talk a good game."
Seeing her alluring expression, Linghu Chong's breathing became slightly heavier. He secretly began to rub Ning Zhongze's jade-like abdomen with his hands. He felt that it was flat and narrow, her navel was round and shallow, and her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled with one hand. Instantly, his groin stood erect and became as hard as refined iron, and he thrust it between Ning Zhongze's legs.
Although Ning Zhongze was half a head shorter than Linghu Chong, her legs were longer, and her pert buttocks pressed against Linghu Chong's lower abdomen. Suddenly, a rod was inserted between her legs, and Ning Zhongze groaned softly. Her legs went weak and involuntarily parted slightly, as if she didn't want the insect to squeeze too tightly.
Ning Zhongze blushed deeply, twisted her slender waist, and said, "Chong'er, go take a bath. Aren't you uncomfortable being all sweaty? I'm still washing the dishes."
Linghu Chong was already panting heavily. He gently shook his head, his hands reaching upwards, crossing the plains and climbing up to her full, firm breasts. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed and whispered with a smile, "Senior Sister, what if we two stay in this valley forever and never leave? Is that alright?"
Linghu Chong's hands, carrying a heat that penetrated to her very core, climbed up Ning Zhongze's lower abdomen, kneading and pinching the high mound, and then swirling around the two small protrusions. The electric-like sensations made her waist ache and her legs go weak, her heart pounded, and her whole body felt numb and itchy.
"No...no...Shan'er's revenge is yet...we can't..." Ning Zhongze's body went limp, and she cried out in a low voice. She felt as if all her strength had been drained away, panting as she tried to push away the large hand that was becoming increasingly difficult to resist.
Upon hearing Ning Zhongze mention Yue Lingshan, Linghu Chong suddenly sobered up, his lust subsiding considerably. He awkwardly stopped, his expression slightly somber.
Ning Zhongze raised her jade-like hand, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Turning to look at the dejected Linghu Chong, she suddenly chuckled and scolded, "You little rascal, did you have ulterior motives for giving me wine tonight? Tell me! Was it or wasn't it?"
She gently twisted her waist, breaking free from Linghu Chong's embrace, turned her body around, and gently pushed him back, causing him to take a step back. Ning Zhongze looked down at the high tent in his crotch, flicked it lightly with her small hand, and said with a coquettish smile, "Chong'er, is it uncomfortable?"
Before Linghu Chong could answer, a small hand had already parted his collar and slipped deftly inside his trousers. A warm, moist sensation instantly filled his heart, causing him to let out a soft moan. He opened his arms and embraced Ning Zhongze's slender waist, leaning forward slightly. His large hands began to caress her delicate back, while he felt the intoxicating pressure of her large, firm breasts against his chest.
Ning Zhongze was pressed back slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. She quickly used her other hand to hold Linghu Chong's strong waist, pouting softly, "Keep your hands still, don't move around." Then, she lowered her head, a faint blush rising on her fair and smooth face. She bit her full red lips and used her other small hand to grasp his hot, firm member, carefully stroking it up and down.
The surroundings were silent, the moon casting a shadow of two figures, like twin trees entwined together. Ning Zhongze suddenly said softly, "Chong'er, after you relinquish your position as the Hengshan Sect Leader and kill that little thief Lin, I'll go back to the valley with you, okay?" Her voice was low and melodious.
...
"I've been working on you for so long today, why aren't you coming out yet?" Ning Zhongze glared at Linghu Chong reproachfully. She felt Linghu Chong's hands rubbing her round, moon-like buttocks. A tingling sensation made her feel like ants were crawling all over her body, itchy and uncomfortable. Suddenly, her lower abdomen cramped slightly, and she felt a wetness welling up from the stream between her thighs, sticky and slippery. Her two long legs involuntarily twisted together.
Chapter Twenty-Two
"You should sit on the stone bench, I'll do it with you." The alcohol was rising, and Ning Zhongze's jade face was flushed. She spoke somewhat unrestrainedly. She gently pushed Linghu Chong and made him sit on the stone bench.
Looking at the dazed Linghu Chong before her, Ning Zhongze bit her cherry lips, a half-smile playing on her lips, a hint of reproach in her eyes. She lifted the hem of her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and then half-squatted down in front of him. Her small hands grasped the buckle of his belt, and with a gentle pull, Linghu Chong's trousers loosened. A misty haze filled Ning Zhongze's eyes as she gently pulled his trousers down a little further. First, she saw a thick patch of dark grass, and then that annoying black tiger eagerly leaped out from the grass, its fur bristling, exuding a fierce and imposing aura. She glanced at it, her eyes instantly becoming hazy, watery as if about to spill. This thick, long, ferocious thing—she hadn't dared to look directly at it the first time out of extreme shyness, and two days ago she had slipped her hand inside his trousers to lightly stroke it—now, seeing it clearly, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. She remembered how she had found it utterly ugly the first time she saw it, but now it seemed somewhat cute and alluring.
"What an annoying thing!" Ning Zhongze muttered, her pretty face flushed, and lightly flicked it. Then, she gently grasped it with her jade-like hand and began to stroke it softly.
Ning Zhongze half-squatted on the ground, her left hand supporting Linghu Chong's thigh, her right hand holding that large worm and slowly kneading it. A hot sensation entered from her right palm, and Ning Zhongze felt that the thing in her hand quickly became thicker and longer with her caresses, making it difficult to hold with one hand. After hesitating for a moment, she let her left hand join in.
Hearing the hint of coquetry in Ning Zhongze's voice, Linghu Chong's heart fluttered, and his hands began to wander, sneaking into Ning Zhongze's clothes, climbing up her high, voluptuous breasts, and teasing those plump, lively rabbits.
Ning Zhongze groaned softly, raised her head and glared at Linghu Chong, but did not stop his actions. She bit her pink lips tightly, but under Linghu Chong's teasing touch, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, she couldn't help but let out a soft cry that made Linghu Chong's blood boil. As her body trembled slightly, her pretty face contorted, and a hint of bewilderment and intoxication flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Linghu Chong stretched his neck, greedily inhaling the fragrance of Ning Zhongze's hair, while his desire was hard to suppress. He secretly and slowly pulled Ning Zhongze's dress open to both sides, and her jade-like body slowly bloomed under the moonlight like a lotus emerging from the water. First, her alluring collarbone, then her soft, rounded shoulders, were revealed bit by bit, shimmering with a jade-like luster. The skirt, pulled open to both sides, paused for a moment at the high mound before sliding down again, revealing her full, white breasts, shimmering with a watery glow. They seemed to leap free from the constraints of her clothing, bouncing restlessly in the air before hanging like teardrops on her chest, swaying gently in the night breeze.
Linghu Chong suddenly remembered a children's song Ning Zhongze had taught him: "Little white rabbit, white and white, two ears standing up..." He saw her snow-white, full breasts, translucent and clear like night dew, swaying on her snow-white, slender body. Though they only shimmered with a warm luster, they dazzled Linghu Chong's eyes and disturbed his mind. His left hand, as if in reverence, covered them.
General Linghu Chong's left hand divided into five groups, attacking simultaneously, attempting to encircle the breasts. However, the enemy's breasts were high and vast; not only did he fail, but his five-fingered army became deeply entrenched within the enemy camp, forced to retreat in haste. Then, with a combined attack of five fingers, the breasts, though incredibly delicate, were remarkably resilient and elastic. No matter how they were caressed and kneaded, they refused to yield, advancing and retreating as the enemy retreated. The five-fingered army, feeling deeply frustrated, angrily turned to attack another peak, engaging in fierce combat for a long time, only to suffer defeat on the same target. Suddenly, they saw a red shadow swaying on the peak, and were overjoyed. They swiftly climbed up, their five fingers moving in a rhythmic, zither-like dance, finally finding the enemy's weak point. The two red buds were extremely proud; the more they were teased, the firmer they became, utterly unyielding. However, while the breasts remained untouched, their owner was already being manipulated to the point of ecstasy… …
“Ah!”
Ning Zhongze slightly raised her head, her cherry lips parted slightly, alluringly red, and let out a soft, delicate cry, melodious and enigmatic. Her small, white hands, however, began to frantically manipulate them.
Linghu Chong's body trembled. Looking down at her slightly distorted pretty face, he suddenly tilted his head and kissed her, capturing her luscious red lips. He pried open her snow-white teeth, took her fragrant tongue, and began to suckle passionately. One hand continued to ravage her jade-like breasts, while the other hand wrapped around Ning Zhongze's slender waist, pulling her onto his lap.
Ning Zhongze's body went limp and numb from the caresses, leaning weakly against Linghu Chong's chest. Only her small hand continued to stroke her lower body rapidly. The two were intertwined like twin vines, panting and comforting each other, giving each other pleasure.
After an unknown amount of time, they both suddenly let out groans at the same time, one high-pitched and loud, the other low and melodious.
"Ugh..." Ning Zhongze's high breasts suddenly thrust forward, her delicate body outlining an alluring curve. Her long legs also suddenly straightened, trembling violently a few times, before collapsing into Linghu Chong's arms like mud, panting rapidly. A dazed and seductive look flashed in her beautiful eyes, only her two nipples remained erect on her snowy peaks, rosy and enchanting.
The moonlight, like a silver veil, draped the earth, and a wisp of cloud on the horizon had already shyly hidden away, disappearing without a trace... Distant mountains, stone houses, peach trees, and bamboo forests were bathed in the watery moonlight, all seemingly containing a hint of ambiguity. The jade-like
woman gently nestled in his arms, her round buttocks like the full moon in the sky, lightly wrapped in a silk robe, was fair and smooth, as if coated with a layer of silver light, or as if blended into the moonlight.
Linghu Chong awoke from his reverie, like a curious child discovering something fun. His large hand gently caressed her fair buttocks, finding them delicate, soft, and elastic—a sensation of unparalleled pleasure. Dissatisfied with the barrier of the fabric, he slipped his hand inside her undergarment, tracing the smooth, flat plain, circling it a few times over the lush grass, before suddenly plunging into a pool of spring water. His hand was wet and sticky, as if something had just dissolved within it.
"Ouch!" Linghu Chong felt a sharp pain in his waist and let out an exaggerated cry of pain. Ning Zhongze had pinched him in the waist. Ning Zhongze glared at him, pulled his mischievous hand away, and said, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"
...
The relief after relieving himself, the coolness after the bath, and the slight intoxication of the wine made Linghu Chong feel comfortable all over. He lay on the bed, just as he was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly heard the sound of drawing water coming from the backyard again...
Ning Zhongze took off her robe and draped it over the well railing. Her snow-white and delicate skin and curves became blurred, as if they were blending into the moonlight, becoming hazy and indistinct.
Her translucent skin shimmered with a soft glow like rippling water, and her beautiful long hair, like a cloud of dark clouds, cascaded over her exquisite body.
Her figure was undeniably alluring; her skin was snow-white and smooth, her breasts high and full, their rosy nipples pert and delicate. Her full, firm breasts trembled like water droplets under the gentle patter of water, revealing a deep, alluring cleavage. Her ink-black hair swayed gently with the flowing water, and her slender, shapely waist and smooth, fair back reflected a jade-like luster in the moonlight…
The water meandered along her curvaceous body, flowing into her captivating cleavage and then down her long, jade-like legs. With full breasts and a slender waist, a rounded navel and a snow-white chest, her breasts rose in two firm, smooth, and flawless peaks, like white jade. The breasts formed rounded arcs, each topped with a bright red nipple.
Her naked, proud body revealed its most alluring features, her two flawless, rounded legs exuding a captivating aura. Her slender waist made her firm, shapely buttocks appear exceptionally full and high, like two ripe peaches adorned with glistening dewdrops.
Suddenly, she turned her head and saw Linghu Chong panting heavily, his eyes wide and round. Ning Zhongze's almond-shaped eyes flashed with a smoky light. She gently bit her full lips, swayed gracefully, and walked to the window. Smiling charmingly, she looked at the dumbfounded Linghu Chong, gently caressed his face with her small hand, and then pressed her full lips to his.

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