My mother is Tsunade (01)

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In the 47th year of Konoha's reign, the Nine-Tails attacked Konoha. The legendary Sannin, Konoha's top fighting force who had survived the Second and Third World Wars, had left Konoha for various reasons, wandering elsewhere, indirectly leading to the fall of the Fourth Hokage. The entire village of Konoha was plunged into deep sorrow. The rain fell softly, as if even the heavens wept for the loss of a prodigy. At the Fourth Hokage's grave, the Third Hokage and a group of Konoha elites, dressed in black mourning clothes, stood with their heads bowed in somber expressions. In the distance, from the dense forest, a figure suddenly appeared. Half-hidden behind a tree was a curvaceous, beautiful woman with her signature blonde hair and large breasts, a mature and exquisite face—undoubtedly Tsunade, one of the legendary Sannin, renowned for her unparalleled strength and superb medical skills. It turned out that, due to the deaths of her lover and brother, Tsunade, who had been wandering aimlessly, had inadvertently learned of the Fourth Hokage's tragic death at a casino. Tsunade greatly admired and respected the village leader, Jiraiya's personal disciple. They had shared life-and-death experiences together during the Third Shinobi World War. Therefore, after careful consideration, she decided to return. Even someone of such extraordinary talent couldn't escape the fate of a ninja; a pang of sadness welled up within her. Tsunade placed a bouquet of yellow and white flowers on the ground, bowed deeply from afar, and then, her face numb, vanished into the forest. The atmosphere here suffocated her. Her heart, tormented by war and the pain of separation and death, was already riddled with wounds. She didn't want to stay any longer. With each passing moment, the images of her beloved and younger brother in life uncontrollably surfaced—their empty eyes after death, their blood-soaked bodies—made her tremble uncontrollably. She had once been the pride of Konoha, the princess of the Land of Fire, strong-willed and resolute, but now she was a cripple with hemophobia and severe psychological trauma. She never, ever wanted to return to this place. She had vowed never to return when she left, but this time, the sight of the familiar scene stirred up so many emotions that she felt a suffocating fear and sorrow. "Hoo..." Tsunade exhaled, but it did nothing to lessen the tightness in her heart. "Lady Tsunade, shall we leave now?" A girl dressed in a black Japanese yukata, a glimpse of a mesh undershirt peeking out from her chest, asked understandingly. The girl was slender, her face still somewhat immature, and at 15 years old, she was half a head taller than Tsunade, who was 163 centimeters tall—likely due to the rapid development of females. She was Kato Shizune, the niece of Tsunade's deceased lover, whom she now kept by her side. Tsunade nodded, then added, "I probably won't be coming back, so I want to pay my respects to my ancestors before I leave."
"Come along, it'll be easy to be discovered if you stay here any longer." With that, Tsunade vanished from the spot, the shadows of the trees shifting. The scene shifted, and the two had arrived at the secret sanctuary of the Senju clan of the Forest. Unlike the Uchiha clan's ancestral tombs, which are deep and eerie, the Senju Secret Realm was created by the First Hokage using the Advent of a World of Trees, and is open to the sun. Thick, interlocking tree trunks isolate outsiders, and a winding, interconnected secret passage is only accessible to clan members. However, the Senju clan has dwindled; some died in battle, others intermarried, leaving only Tsunade as a direct descendant. Perhaps some have gone into seclusion, but that's just speculation; at this moment, only Tsunade is qualified to enter. Of course, Tsunade doesn't care about such formalities and enters with Shizune. Thinking this might be her last visit, Tsunade carefully clears the weeds and dust from the graves of her ancestors, offering incense, etc. Finally, she cleans her grandfather Hashirama Senju's grave, and unexpectedly, something happens. She has never cleaned it so meticulously before; this time, she unexpectedly finds a scroll. The saying goes, "Curiosity killed the cat." Tsunade, being a ninja, was naturally very cautious, but since the target wasn't one of her own clansmen, and the Senju clan was generally known for their kindness and loyalty, Tsunade didn't hesitate and directly opened the scroll. Inside was a set of hand seals to unseal the scroll, along with a record of what was sealed within. Through the text, she learned that this was a secret experiment her grandfather, the First Hokage, had conducted before his death. The experiment involved him attempting to create a new life for himself using his own cells, but due to various reasons and accidents, it deviated from its original course, creating a strange energy body that he himself couldn't understand. This energy body could absorb yang energy from the world, but it couldn't absorb even a trace of yin energy, making it extremely unstable. Most incomprehensible of all, this energy body seemed to possess consciousness! According to the scroll's description, it was a very nascent, immature consciousness. However, Tsunade, with her exceptional medical skills, understood its preciousness and unparalleled research value. Continuing her grandfather's research would surely lead to even more incredible progress and breakthroughs, even though Tsunade deeply abhorred war. But she possessed an insatiable spirit of exploration when it came to medicine. She couldn't afford to waste her future on gambling and decadence; perhaps it would be better to shift her focus and continue her grandfather's research. So she formed hand seals and opened the scroll. A dazzling light shot straight into the sky. Even though Tsunade was prepared, she couldn't withstand the intense light and instinctively closed her eyes. When she opened them again, a solid white sphere of light shot towards her. Despite her Kage-level strength, she couldn't react in time and was struck directly by this scorching, life-energy-filled sphere. Instantly, an extremely high temperature ignited throughout her body; every pore felt like it was being pricked with needles. She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain with her immense willpower, only letting out muffled groans instead of screams. Shizune, after a brief moment of stunned silence, rushed forward. The instant she touched Lady Tsunade, her palms sizzled as they were burned by the intense heat. The two separated instantly, falling in opposite directions. Tsunade could no longer feel anything external; her mind was completely focused on the astonishing changes happening within her body. After an unknown amount of time, high-temperature energy gradually gathered in her lower abdomen. Tsunade, with her unparalleled understanding of the human body, knew that was her uterus. The energy had gathered in her uterus! Then, the energy within the uterus stabilized, the temperature slowly decreased, and finally, when it was completely stable, it began to output energy back to nourish her. It felt incredibly comfortable, extremely comfortable, as if her whole body was soaking in warm water, with a continuous, shyly pleasurable sensation. Tsunade was a virgin, never having experienced such a feeling before, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Soon, having endured the initial hellish pain, under this gentle and nourishing care, the damage to Tsunade's body rapidly healed, even the various hidden injuries accumulated over years of battle were all recovering. "Lady Tsunade—Lady Tsunade…" Tsunade vaguely heard Shizune's anxious calls, but she couldn't open her eyes. She felt increasingly exhausted, and an irresistible drowsiness made her drift off to sleep… Pregnant… Yes, pregnant. Tsunade realized this clearly when she woke up. A huge sense of absurdity filled her. Lying on the bed, Tsunade loosened her corset, opened her clothes, and stroked her flat stomach. It took her a long time to accept the fact, but a strong sense of unreality still lingered. Am I dreaming? Her grandfather's scroll described this life energy entity created from his cells, which had no direct connection to his previous cells. If there was any connection, it was a completely new life born from the first generation of cells. Yes, now it was life. Tsunade pursed her lips in a daze. Suddenly, she was a mother? She was still a virgin at 39, and her closest contact with the opposite sex was only hugging and holding hands; she had never even kissed… and suddenly she was going to be a mother. How was she going to be a mother? Born and raised in a time of war, she knew nothing but fighting; she was completely clueless about motherhood. What to do? A faint sense of unease began to grow in Tsunade's heart, something almost unheard of for a strong-willed woman like her. However, an even stronger emotion eventually took hold, gradually calming her down—
It was maternal instinct, a woman's innate advantage. First, she needed to fill her stomach. Without thinking, Tsunade felt an unprecedented, intense hunger. Her androgynous, spirited voice rang out, "Shizune, I'm hungry! Hurry up and cook!" "Yes, Lady Tsunade!" Ironically, this was their current lifestyle. The 15-year-old girl gave off a virtuous and sensible impression, the one serving others, while the 39-year-old mother of several children was bossy and took for granted, enjoying being served. During the meal, the usually quiet Shizune grew increasingly surprised, eventually becoming utterly dumbfounded. Tsunade could eat so much—she ate enough for almost ten people! Shizune, who hadn't prepared anything, used up all the ingredients in her quarters, but it still wasn't enough to fill Tsunade's stomach. According to her, she was only about 30% full! With no other option, the two went out to eat and ate enough for twenty people before finally feeling satisfied. This was a difficult situation. Tsunade was a gambler, and her savings were long gone. She relied on dodging debt collectors and occasionally taking on missions to earn extra money to survive, but that little bit of money wasn't enough for her to eat now. Plus, she was pregnant, and during the first three months, she couldn't do strenuous exercise due to the risk of miscarriage. So, she had no choice but to rely on Shizune to support her during the first three months. Shizune, despite being only 15, possessed the strength of an elite Chunin. While not as overpowered as the Twelve Konoha Genin, she was still a genius, and taking on odd jobs could barely support the two of them. However, it was tough on Tsunade. She had to give up her gambling habit—for the sake of the child. As she gradually accepted the pregnancy, Tsunade became more like a woman, gradually ceasing to exploit Shizune. Filled with maternal instincts, she learned to cook and do housework, reading books on self-cultivation, child-rearing, and pregnancy. She even gave up alcohol, all to better care for the child and ensure its healthy development in her womb. This was something that would have been impossible for the Tsunade of the past. She never imagined that one day she would willingly give up her two greatest vices: gambling and drinking. After three months, feeling the pinch, Tsunade took to lower-level missions that were easy to complete. Her principle for accepting missions was to avoid any risks, so she cooked mostly miscellaneous dishes, earning little money. But Shizune didn't rest either, and with the two women working together, life gradually improved. With some spare money, the "legendary fat sheep" reappeared on the border of the Land of Fire, but this time it wasn't fat; she was playing for small stakes, and her luck was miraculously on the rise! She won every time she gambled, making Tsunade overjoyed. She knew her own luck, so she attributed it to the child in her womb, believing the child to be her super lucky star. Then, as her belly grew bigger each day, Tsunade began to gradually increase the stakes, and the miracle continued. She never lost again, and her fame gradually spread, earning her the title of "God of Gamblers" in the gambling world. With money, missions were no longer necessary, and her debts were easily paid off. No longer having to constantly flee from debt collectors, life was incredibly easy. She simply bought a piece of land in a remote area, opened a gambling den, built a manor, and settled down peacefully. She no longer wanted to wander, to be homeless. With the arrival of her child, the gloom in her heart gradually cleared away as her belly grew larger each day. The enormous wounds in her heart were slowly healed, replaced by daily joy, a more tranquil personality, and a greater sense of contentment. Sometimes, she would lie on a deck chair on the villa's balcony, gently swaying with her pregnant belly, gazing at the shimmering lake enclosed within the manor, murmuring to herself for hours. Of course, she was talking to the baby. Sometimes the baby would gently kick her, as if in response, and she would smile broadly. The longer her pregnancy went on, the lazier she became—a normal pregnancy reaction. Now, Jingyin was in charge of managing the gambling den outside the manor, and with maids to serve her, she wasn't short of manpower. It's good to be rich. It could be said that Tsunade experienced almost no negative emotions during these blissful days, except for some normal pregnancy reactions and a few slightly unusual ones that made her blush. Early nausea and vomiting weren't too bad; she could overcome her cravings for sour foods and her aversion to her favorite greasy meats. However, her already large breasts became even more swollen, and most importantly, her nipples grew larger and more sensitive. Sometimes, even rubbing against her clothes brought back the embarrassing feeling of when her baby first entered her womb. As a result, her private parts were often damp and hot, and became increasingly swollen. In short, besides her waist and calves, the fat in her breasts, buttocks, and thighs was increasing, making her increasingly voluptuous and alluring… By the seventh month, her breasts were so swollen that the veins were visible, and pale yellow colostrum began to appear. Thanks to the baby's reflex feeding, she was so healthy that she experienced engorgement from the start. Every day, she would fill a basin with warm water, bend over, and soak her breasts, gradually and skillfully kneading the flesh to express the abundant milk, and then—and then water the flowers. Although it was wasteful, Tsunade had a severe case of mysophobia and was unwilling to let her private bodily fluids benefit any living being. Several months passed in the blink of an eye, and the time came… Tsunade felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, touching her enormous belly and groaning involuntarily, sweat beading on her forehead. “Quick, get a doctor! It looks like I’m going into labor!” Tsunade ordered, her expression strained. The cramping pain writhed within her body, wave after wave of sharp pain in her lower body. Tsunade was in agony; one wave passed, and before she could even catch her breath, another intense pain nearly made her collapse. She quickly lay down on the bed. Soon, a female doctor arrived, and Shizune, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, also came. She was a midwife. Tsunade groaned again, continuously, making Shizune sweat profusely with anxiety. Tsunade, her face contorted in pain, gripped the pale yellow sheets tightly to try and alleviate the pain, but to no avail. The doctor had already pulled down Tsunade's pants, revealing her pale thighs, her groin wet with bodily fluids. Her thick vulva writhed violently, the bright red flesh spasming incessantly. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, "It hurts... ugh..." "Lady Tsunade, push! Push!" Shizune cried anxiously. "Ugh—" Tsunade breathed heavily, her sphincter muscles straining, her anus and vagina contracting in waves. Pain assaulted her; she felt dizzy, only experiencing intense pain. Trying to escape only made the pain worse, a torment she endured. She had suffered so many injuries, but none had compare to this pain. "Hasn't she given birth yet?" Shizune asked the busy doctor urgently. "You're still far from it, your water hasn't even broken yet!" "Lady Tsunade! Push! Breathe, breathe hard! Push!" The doctor directed Tsunade, but all she could see was the bright red flesh of her groin undulating, but there was no sign of a baby, only her swollen belly contracting and expanding. "Ahhh—uhhh—" Tsunade finally screamed. She tried to breathe again, like a bellows, but no matter how hard she tried, it was all drowned out by the pain, utterly useless. Time passed... "Ahhh, I can't take it anymore...! I can't go on...!!" Tsunade's face was pale, her forehead covered in sweat, she shook her head and screamed, "Ah!! Ah!! Ah...!!" "Lady Tsunade! Your water broke... the baby's showing! Keep going!" The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with delight. "Ugh—" Tsunade's face contorted in pain, her gums almost bleeding from biting them. She strained, her breath coming in short gasps, and sure enough, a little of the baby was squeezed out along with the copious amount of bloody, murky amniotic fluid. It was her virgin blood. The thought flashed through Tsunade's mind as she saw the blood through her bloodshot eyes. Tsunade's vision blurred with pain, her eyes wide with rage as she strained and strained, "Ahhh!!!" Another wave of excruciating pain hit her. The baby's head stretched her vagina to its limit, the muscle fibers stretched to the extreme. As half of the sticky head emerged, the strain finally gave way, and her vagina tore! Tsunade felt like she was dying. "Push, breathe, push!" "Ah ... "Ahhhhhhh—" Her shoulder emerged, and the vaginal tear widened again, blood gurgling out. "Ughhhhhh—" The intensified dilation caused Tsunade to groan violently, her swan-like neck bulging. Her lips turned white, her golden hair clung to her sweat-drenched face, and the veins on her neck and forehead bulged menacingly. A glistening light shone in Tsunade's eyes; she was actually crying… You see, she had never cried from pain, no matter how severe her injuries, yet she cried from the pain of childbirth. She nearly convulsed and fainted; the hysterical feeling made her delirious, her breathing mechanical, pushing, breathing, pushing! The screams never stopped, her voice hoarse. "Baby… don't torture Mommy anymore… come out quickly…" Tsunade moved her body with difficulty. The doctor was still busy, one hand supporting her heavy waist, the other constantly massaging her stomach and helping her. The most difficult part was the body. The doctor was completely focused. Tsunade's pleas seemed to have an effect. The baby, propelled by a slippery liquid, slowly squeezed out of the bright red vaginal cavity. Finally, the buttocks emerged. The doctor quickly removed the remaining two legs, cut the umbilical cord, and then, after some minor treatment, wrapped the baby up and placed it in Tsunade's arms. "Waaaaah..." "Congratulations, madam, it's a boy!" Shizune hurriedly used medical ninjutsu to treat Tsunade's tormented, inelastic, and bleeding vagina. The wound was visibly pulsating rapidly, demonstrating the power of medical ninjutsu. The female doctor beside her exclaimed in amazement. However, Tsunade, holding the infant, feeling both miserable and happy, hadn't even had a chance to examine the child closely before she felt the child in her arms growing...The heat intensified, his body rapidly burning hot, and the crying ceased. "Such a powerful chakra reaction! Is this… a natural Yang Release constitution? No! It's more like… the legendary Sage Body!" Tsunade exclaimed in shock, then grew anxious. Everyone scrambled to their feet, their child's skin turning bright red. Tsunade keenly sensed that the child was constantly absorbing energy from the world, transforming it into the legendary Sage Chakra! Sage Chakra is imperceptible to ordinary people, including Tsunade; she wouldn't have sensed it at all unless she directly touched her son. The knowledgeable Tsunade forced herself to calm down, analyzing the situation. Soon, she astutely noticed that her son's body lacked any Yin attribute energy. Her profound understanding of Yin attributes was evident in her unique "Yin Sealing" technique. This meant her son couldn't achieve Yin-Yang balance like an ordinary person, hence the torment of being consumed by Yang fire. Hmm… he couldn't absorb Yin attribute energy from the world. Tsunade, sweating profusely, had made another discovery!
So how could she replenish his Yin energy?! What to do! Tsunade was frantic! Unable to absorb the essence of Yin and Yang like a normal person… so, what if she ate him directly?! Women, aside from needing a small amount of Yang energy to balance their bodies, are generally Yin in nature, and she was an exception. So… eat my flesh and blood? Thinking of this, Tsunade had a sudden inspiration. How could she be so stupid? She quickly opened her arms, her large, J-cup breasts popping out, and inserted her enormous nipples, almost as big as her son's mouth. The moment they went in, "Oh…" A powerful suction made Tsunade groan, sticking out her bright red tongue. Looking closely, she saw her son, who had seemed dead just moments before, sucking hard with eyes closed, the force far beyond what a newborn would use, quite exaggerated. Facing the strange expressions of the female doctor and her disciple, Tsunade pulled the tattered blanket over herself, covering her exposed skin. With a stern face, she commanded imposingly, "Get out. We don't need you here." If her face hadn't been so red, her aristocratic air would have been even more pronounced. "Yes, Lady Tsunade." The two withdrew. This little devil is going to be the death of her mother! The trembling Tsunade had been trying so hard to suppress was now showing signs of arousal. This deadly pleasure… um… Tsunade suppressed her moans, occasionally letting out a sensitive spasm. Luckily, she was still weak and uncomfortable after giving birth, and even though her external injuries had healed, her body's sensitivity had decreased significantly, preventing her from making an even bigger blunder. "You little rascal who stole your mother's virginity… oh—" The countless reflexes in Tsunade's nipples transmitted pleasure to her brain, stimulating her almost like an electric current coursing through her body. She was actually aroused! This—this little devil who took his mother's virginity with his head—is going to be the death of her! This thought triggered a sharp pain in her recently post-pregnancy uterus and vagina, finally breaking the ripples in her heart. "I'm a mother, how can I think like this!" Tsunade shook her head vigorously, forcing herself to clear her mind, trying to calmly accept the unforgettable experience of her first breastfeeding and being suckled. Gradually, a maternal glow and feminine allure flickered between her brows, her pale face flushed with a sickly redness, all appearing contradictorily on her face. It makes one sigh, humans are always the most complex and incomprehensible creatures in the world. *Huff...no wonder it was so difficult to give birth, this little guy is quite heavy.* A happy smile appeared on Tsunade's lips. A healthy, chubby son—could there be a better gift for her? Thank God! Those interested in "The Ultimate Servant" should check out the original text; the setup makes it even more enjoyable. Although I made some changes earlier, they were minimal; the plot remains unchanged, with only a few minor additions of ambiguous elements. I'm too embarrassed to use those to boost my word count here. If I could completely revise it, I'd package it into a TXT file for everyone. Continuing from Chapter 113, Chapter 114: "No—really?" Lin Wanrong exclaimed in surprise. Her words were too strange. Just now, when they discussed dual cultivation in the well, she was so shy and defiant. How could she suddenly bring up this topic again? Could it really be a windfall? This windfall is far too big! His voice grew louder, even Xiao Yu Ruo over there turned her head to look at him, then at Xiao Qingxuan. She was quite puzzled; what was the relationship between Lin San and this celestial woman, so intimate? Although Miss Xiao was confident in her beauty, she still paled in comparison to Xiao Qingxuan. She sighed inwardly, wondering how many strange things this scoundrel was hiding from her. Xiao Qingxuan's face flushed. She glanced at him, gritted her teeth, and led them on a nearly one-hour run. Although she was carrying two people, her speed was unmatched by the government troops. After this run, they had already left the soldiers far behind. The three of them took a different path down the mountain, rugged and muddy, but it was nothing to Xiao Qingxuan. After running for a while, they saw a spacious valley with a naturally formed cave halfway up. Xiao Qingxuan pulled the two of them up, and once inside, they found it spacious and dry, perfect for resting. Xiao Qingxuan's face was bright red. She glanced at Xiao Yu Ruo and said, "Miss Xiao, you must be tired after walking for so long. Rest for a while." Before Xiao Yu Ruo could react, she had already used her acupoints to knock her unconscious. Seeing Xiao Qingxuan's strange expression, Lin Wanrong hurriedly asked, "Qingxuan, what happened?" Xiao Qingxuan gave him a deep look and said, "Those shameless thieves put aphrodisiacs in the young lady's room. Luckily, I discovered it early and destroyed it in time. Also, the young lady was still unconscious and hadn't inhaled it yet, so she escaped unharmed. Otherwise, she wouldn't have escaped their clutches." Aphrodisiacs? Extraordinary aphrodisiac? I Love a Club? Lin Wanrong immediately perked up and said, "This aphrodisiac is a good thing! Where can I buy it? I'll go buy some for self-defense." Xiao Qingxuan rolled her eyes at him and said, "What do you need those things for? You're just going to use them for evil, aren't you?" Lin Wanrong shamelessly said, "I don't need those things at all. Just standing here is the strongest aphrodisiac." These words were shameless to the extreme, and Xiao Qingxuan's face turned as red as if it were about to drip water. She said softly, "Meeting you is my bad luck. I've never encountered anything good." Lin Wanrong remembered what she had just said in his ear, and his heart itched. He said, "Qingxuan, what did you mean by what you just said to me?" Xiao Qingxuan sighed deeply and said, "I just said that you and the young lady were lucky to escape the aphrodisiac, but some people were unlucky and were poisoned by it." When she mentioned the aphrodisiac, the shyness on her face seemed to reflect a few shades of red onto the stone wall. Lin Wanrong was startled and said, "Qingxuan, could it be you—" Tears welled up in Xiao Qingxuan's eyes as she said, "I was too close to the incense and inhaled a few breaths. It was too late to hold my breath. I don't know who concocted this aphrodisiac; it's incredibly potent. Even though I have some martial arts skills, I can't do anything about it. This is the karma I created in my past life, yet it led me to meet you." Lin Wanrong was stunned. Was this legendary aphrodisiac really that powerful? Wasn't it just stimulating hormone secretion through drugs, thereby arousing a woman's sexual desire? There was another way to solve it besides going to bed, he thought darkly. But that method was too insidious. With me here, why would I need that clumsy method? It would be much simpler to just do it directly. He straightened his chest and said righteously, "Qingxuan, you were poisoned by this damned poison to save me. I'm willing to do anything to save you." Xiao Qingxuan sighed and glanced at him, saying, "You've taken such a great advantage, yet you still talk like this. You clearly don't respect me." Lin Wanrong saw her flushed face, her cheeks streaked with tears, and her celestial beauty. Her aggrieved expression was both endearing and pitiful. Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "Qingxuan, you know I like talking to you like this. Let's talk like this for the rest of our lives, okay?" Tears streamed down Xiao Qingxuan's face as she said, "Are you trying to make a lifelong vow with me? Do you know who I am?" Lin Wanrong shook his head disdainfully and said, "I don't care who you are. I only know you're a woman, the woman I love. That's enough. Even if you're the emperor's daughter, I'll still take you away."
Xiao Qingxuan sighed softly. She said in a low voice, "It's not necessarily as simple as you think. There are many things in this world that can't be solved by human effort." Lin Wanrong ignored her words and asked instead, "Qingxuan, what do you think of me?" Xiao Qingxuan thought for a moment and said shyly, "A little bad, a little shameless, and a little capable." "Just a little?" Lin Wanrong laughed, "There's nothing in this world that I, Lin Wanrong, wouldn't dare to do. You have to trust me, and you have to trust your own judgment." "Bragging." Xiao Qingxuan's clarity was gradually fading. She looked at Lin Wanrong with a deep sense of bewilderment and said, "I don't know how I met you. I know you shouldn't get involved, but I still have to talk to you every day. This is my curse." As she spoke, her lower body was already wet and her lower abdomen was burning. She bit her lip lightly, knowing she was about to give in. So she looked at Lin Wanrong shyly and said, "Do you like looking at me?"
Her beauty was breathtaking, her demeanor elegant, possessing an indescribable noble purity. She smiled gently at Lin Wanrong, slowly turning her body. Her stunningly beautiful figure bloomed like a magnificent white lotus, adding endless spring color to the desolate valley, making even the sun and moon pale in comparison. "Qingxuan, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Lin Wanrong murmured, mesmerized. In his past life, he had frequented many brothels and had had a dozen girlfriends, but in terms of beauty and temperament, none could compare to Xiao Qingxuan. This wasn't to say he had forgotten Qiaoqiao and Yushuang; those two girls were also great beauties. Qiaoqiao was gentle and virtuous, and Yushuang was charming and straightforward, completely different from Xiao Qingxuan's temperament. Xiao Qingxuan, however, possessed both stunning beauty and elegant demeanor; calling her the most beautiful was no exaggeration. "You're just saying nice things to deceive me," Xiao Qingxuan said reproachfully, her eyes filled with tears, but her face radiating a sweet smile. She knew she couldn't avoid this ordeal today. Facing one of the most important experiences of her life, she felt a mix of nervousness and a desire to let loose. Perhaps their fate was only for this one night; why restrain herself? She gently loosened her high-piled hair, and her cascading hair fell like a smooth satin ribbon, as black and lustrous as ink, shimmering faintly in the moonlight streaming into the cave. Lin Wanrong had known her for so long, and aside from the initial misunderstanding, he had only ever seen her composed and noble; he had never witnessed her so alluring. He gently took Xiao Qingxuan's hand and said, "Qingxuan, meeting you is a blessing from heaven for me, Lin Wanrong. You are so sincere to me; if I were to betray you, may I be struck by lightning—" A small, white, and delicate hand covered his lips, but Xiao Qingxuan shook her head and said, "Don't say it, don't swear. I know what you're thinking." Her cherry lips smiled slightly, her high, delicate nose was as clear as jade, her cheeks were rosy, her skin was like ice and snow, her eyes were like autumn water, and her bones were like crystal. Although she was shy, she was still noble and otherworldly, like a fairy descended to earth. Lin Wanrong's heart pounded. He wasn't an inexperienced man, but in front of this beautiful woman, he couldn't help but feel awkward. Bah, you're really pathetic. Haven't you ever seen a woman before? Come to think of it, although he had dated many women, he had never seen such a beauty. Was this woman his? Never mind all that, he couldn't be polite now; he had to hug her first. He pulled Qingxuan into his arms, feeling her delicate body tremble slightly. Overwhelmed with sweet love, he tightened his grip, holding her soft, fragrant body firmly in his embrace. Xiao Qingxuan nestled in his arms, her body burning with heat; the drug was gradually taking effect. She looked up at him, her gaze fiery, and that single look was enough to drive Lin Wanrong mad. He held her soft, boneless body tightly, burying his face in her beautiful, black hair, savoring its delicate fragrance. The faint jasmine perfume, mixed with the unique, ethereal scent of a virgin, was like a fine wine, intoxicating even before tasting, penetrating to the heart. Xiao Qingxuan was the first stunning beauty Lin Wanrong had ever seen in this world, and he had almost lost his life to her. Thinking back to how chaste and proud she had been then, he never imagined they would one day be so intimate. He felt as if he were transported back to the moment they first met, those scenes replaying in his mind. "So you're a girl!" Lin Wanrong whispered in Xiao Qingxuan's ear. This whisper, like a gentle spring rain, touched Xiao Qingxuan's heart. Her heart fluttered, a sweet blush mingling with shyness. A soft smile appeared on her face as she whispered in his ear, "You lecherous scoundrel—" Hearing these tender words, Lin Wanrong's blood surged. He was a typical animal driven by his lower instincts, and he felt as if the girl's words possessed a strange magic. He tightly embraced her delicate body, his lust instantly reaching its peak. His hands involuntarily and slowly reached towards Xiao Qingxuan's fragrant buttocks. Xiao Qingxuan seemed to have lost her strength due to the drug, or perhaps it was shyness, but she lay motionless in his arms. When his hands, carrying immense heat, caressed her buttocks, her sensitive body trembled slightly, and she softly collapsed into his arms, no longer daring to move. The firm, elastic feel of her hands captivated Lin Wanrong. Thinking of her noble bearing, he felt a surge of conquering pleasure and unleashed his beastly nature, grasping and kneading her buttocks vigorously. His fingers sank into her cleft, and he was soon surprised to feel the warm, moist depths of her valley. This girl was truly irresistible! Xiao Qingxuan trembled uncontrollably, biting her lower lip and trying to suppress her trembling as she said, "Husband… let me undress you." Her voice broke into a trembling sob. Hearing the word "husband," Lin Wanrong felt a surge of pleasure, like eating ice cream on a hot June day. Xiao Qingxuan's body trembled slightly, her face flushed, as she gently unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his strong physique. At this point, Lin Wanrong didn't stand on ceremony with her anymore. He put his arm around her waist and said, "Wife, let me take off your clothes too." Xiao Qingxuan smiled alluringly, her expression incredibly charming. She stretched out her jade-like arms, and her delicate body leaped up like a fairy taking flight. With a gentle kick of her two smooth, jade-like legs, her outer garment fell to the ground like a light leaf. She was only wearing a pure white undergarment, her pink arms and jade-like legs revealing flesh through the thin fabric, arousing endless fantasies. Lin Wanrong swallowed hard. This striptease was really something. He would have Qingxuan perform it especially for him in the future. Qingxuan smiled dreamily, letting her long black hair cascade down. She looked at him gently, her eyes seemingly shy, but more than that, they were filled with passionate heat. Every gesture and movement was full of captivating beauty. The drug's effects had fully taken hold, and she impatiently ripped off her undergarments, the silk slipping away to reveal her breathtakingly beautiful body that drove everyone wild. Her body was slender, her skin as smooth and translucent as snow, perfectly natural. Her two round, jade-like breasts, plump and creamy, stood proudly like inverted jade bowls. Her long, white, and tender legs gently clenched around her mons pubis, forming an incredibly alluring curve with her shapely buttocks and full breasts. Her arms and feet were perfectly proportioned, and her snow-white peaks and pert buttocks were dazzling. Lin Wanrong was mesmerized, feeling his penis about to explode, and he longed to rush forward and embrace her for a tender, loving embrace. Xiao Qingxuan's face was flushed, her bright eyes shrouded in a faint mist of moisture. Her body was burning hot, trembling uncontrollably. Though driven by the drug, this was the most wanton night of her life. Lin Wanrong could no longer resist. He pounced on her, pressing her smooth, hot body down, lifting her alabaster chin, and gazing intently at her. Xiao Qingxuan was overcome with shyness, her cherry-like lips half-open, unable to resist sticking out a small section of her pink tongue, enticing him. Lin Wanrong couldn't hold back any longer. He lowered his head and fiercely kissed her luscious lips, showing no mercy to that provocative little tongue, sucking it almost to the root into his mouth. "Suck... suck... sizzle sizzle—" Lin Wanrong fiercely sucked the sweet saliva from the beauty's mouth, finding it as sweet as nectar, leaving a lingering fragrance on his teeth. Xiao Qingxuan could only let out muffled moans of unease. Chapter 115 A Gift of a Musket to My Beloved Xiao Qingxuan, without any formal instruction, clamped her thighs around her lover, her head bobbing wildly and clumsily as she passionately kissed him. The pleasurable stimulation between their tongues surged through her brain, making her increasingly unable to think. She could only instinctively writhe, rubbing her muddy mound against her lover. With her looks, most of the men surrounding her were far more attractive than Lin Wanrong, yet even she couldn't understand why she was so infatuated with this lowly servant. Was this fate? Thinking that he was her destined one, her tears flowed even more freely. The last embers of desire completely consumed her. Looking at Lin Wanrong, she softly uttered, "Husband, don't forget dual cultivation—" These were her last words before she was completely consumed by lust. Her jade-like cheeks burned red, like the most magnificent sunset clouds. Lin Wanrong could no longer restrain himself. He forcefully pried open the jade-like woman's unconsciously clenched legs, stripped off his pants completely, spread his clothes on the ground, and then pulled Xiao Qingxuan, who had come closer, down onto the ground. Without time to properly admire the beauty's plump private parts, Lin Wanrong hastily grasped his thick, long penis, rubbing the glans against her already wet mons pubis and pubic hair. He impatiently poked her, but with a "whoosh," it brushed against her clitoris, rubbing against her white belly. The contracting labia, aroused by this friction, writhed sensitively as if trying to "bite" the broad shaft. Xiao Qingxuan's mouth gaped open, and as she breathed out hot air, she actually managed a slight, sensitive ejaculation! That was her clitoris, the most sensitive part of a woman's body. "Oh..." Xiao Qingxuan's moans, her neck arched back, were so seductive they made one's bones melt. Lin Wanrong, his eyes red, kissed her moaning red lips roughly, his tongue licking and chewing. At the same time, he grasped his thick, long penis, the hot glans pressing directly against the center of Xiao Qingxuan's vagina, against the tightly folded folds of flesh. Xiao Qingxuan had just climaxed, her engorged vaginal muscles contracting. Just as the folds were pulsating and sucking at the urethral opening, Lin Wanrong moved! With a thrust of his hips, his glans, lubricated by the copious vaginal fluid, "plop!"—the thick, long shaft, along with the glans, squeaked and pushed aside the layers of hot, moist vaginal flesh, plunging deep into her vagina!
The tender, red vulva was instantly stretched to its limit, the elasticity of the vagina being utilized to the fullest extent, expanding it to the maximum. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, the pain transformed into pleasure. Xiao Qingxuan frowned, the pain and pleasure so intense her tongue was tied in knots, her eyes glazed over, her mind completely immersed in boundless lust. The glans coldly pierced the hymen, a trace of cloudy crimson spreading beneath her… “Ah…ah…oh oh…oh oh…mmm…!” Xiao Qingxuan’s almost hysterical moan of excitement lasted for more than ten seconds. Midway through, her limbs tightly gripped Lin San, her whole body convulsing as if electrocuted. Lin Wanrong, who hadn’t experienced such pleasure in a long time, let out a comfortable groan, then suddenly felt a jolt of surprise, remembering the dual cultivation method Xiao Qingxuan had mentioned. However, Xiao Qingxuan was currently deeply immersed in lust and naturally couldn’t help Lin Wanrong practice this method. Just then, Xiao Qingxuan couldn't take it anymore and took the initiative, using the woman-on-top position to fuck Lin Wanrong. The sounds of wetness and uncontrollable moans filled the air, growing increasingly intense. Lin Wanrong, rolling his eyes in pleasure, lay there comfortably, diligently studying the booklet. Unconsciously, the cultivation technique moved at his will, and he felt a warm current flowing from their point of union into his body, coursing through his meridians and limbs, like sunshine illuminating everything, leaving everything feeling refreshed and comfortable. "Damn, is this dual cultivation? It's so wonderful, like taking a sauna." "It's just that having to multitask is a bit unpleasant." Xiao Qingxuan was of superior talent, possessed profound skill, and was a virgin, truly a perfect candidate for dual cultivation. Even someone like Lin Wanrong, who knew nothing about dual cultivation, could feel the difference, feeling refreshed and full of power. Xiao Qingxuan, her skin flushed and eyes languid, panted heavily as she transformed into a knight, riding Lin Wanrong wildly for a while, thrusting into him over a thousand times. She was covered in sticky sweat, and only after two frenzied orgasms did she regain some clarity, feeling a burning numbness in her lower body. Only then did Lin San pin her down, taking control. Xiao Qingxuan then realized that forty or fifty percent of her internal energy had been lost. She was shocked, then discovered that half of her energy had transferred to Lin Wanrong's body. This wicked man! This wasn't dual cultivation; it was clearly a form of energy draining! She felt incredibly ashamed, knowing that Lin Wanrong must not understand the methods of dual cultivation, nor how to replenish his energy, thus turning it into a one-way draining. Perhaps it was fate. Although she had lost half her energy, she didn't feel any regret. Her sect had plenty of elixirs, and she had a good foundation; she could replenish it in no time. Most importantly, these extra bits of power would be incredibly useful to her lover. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to bully him, and while he might not be able to defeat a top expert, he'd still have the ability to escape. Perhaps he wouldn't have to be rescued by her in such a sorry state anymore. She suddenly felt both happy and disappointed. However, before Xiao Qingxuan could think further, she saw that Lin Wanrong was doing an amazing job, like a pile driver, already pounding her until her consciousness was almost shattered. She saw faint blue veins bulging on her excited forehead and neck, lying there paralyzed except for the physiological reflex of sexual spasms, unable to move her limbs. Her body was covered in sticky, hot sweat; her collarbone, cleavage, ribs, lower abdomen, and navel were all wet and glistening, reflecting the moisture. Her buttocks, full thighs, beautiful calves, rounded ankles, and even the spaces between her toes were wet and glistening. Unexpectedly, her lover's methods were so powerful. It hurt so much, yet it felt like she was flying. She wondered if he was hitting her internal organs... Her thoughts were hazy. Her tongue weakly darted out, the sensation of her cervix being struck driving her wild. She desperately wanted to stretch, to straighten her thighs, toes, and tongue, to slightly alleviate the overwhelming waves of sexual pleasure. And she did. A short while later, Xiao Qingxuan's body hair was a mess, sticky and glistening on her snow-white skin. Her eyes rolled back, her expression seemingly in great pain, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. She was completely devoid of her usual purity and elegance. She was about to climax again! The thought had barely formed in Xiao Qingxuan's mind when her vaginal muscles reflexively contracted violently, tightly gripping his penis and sucking hard, her vaginal fluids gushing onto Lin Wanrong's glans. This time, it was Lin Wanrong who performed the act, and the ecstasy was extraordinary, even more intense than her previous orgasms combined. She felt her bladder spasm uncontrollably as she released her climax!
Xiao Qingxuan's urethra, tightly squeezed by the penis, couldn't withstand the surging force of her bladder's physiological response. Pale yellow urine uncontrollably gushed out from the blocked urethra, creating a powerful water pressure that sprayed out in a spray pattern from their joined bodies… Xiao Qingxuan was forced to ejaculate and lose control! All she could do was cover her face to avoid her lover's astonished gaze, barely easing the shame. Lin Wanrong, naturally, couldn't hold back either. A large amount of his pent-up semen shot straight into her uterus through the urethral opening pressed against her cervix. With a single, loud "plop plop plop," Xiao Qingxuan felt her stomach swell! ...A long time later, "Qingxuan, I've almost finished practicing this dual cultivation. Why don't we study the Heavenly Dao properly again?"
Xiao Qingxuan looked exhausted, but knowing there wouldn't be another chance, she reluctantly agreed, giving a few soft "hmms" and forcing herself to gaze at him intently, as if trying to remember him forever. Her eyes filled with tears, and she used both mouths to whisper in her lover's ear, "Husband, love me—" Her voice was full of passion, but her moans had already gone hoarse. Lin Wanrong, with his dual cultivation technique at his side, was incredibly powerful. With a roar, he once again pinned Xiao Qingxuan beneath him, their bodies churning with passion... She didn't know how much time had passed when Xiao Qingxuan slowly awoke to find Lin Wanrong holding her tightly, his lower body still half-erect within her, fast asleep. Her heart was filled with both sweetness and bitterness. She sighed, unable to hide the sadness of their impending separation, and began to sob in his arms. Even so, she kept her voice down, not wanting her beloved to hear and worry about her. After venting for a long time, she finally raised her head, her appearance completely ruined by tears and snot streaming down her face. Sniffling, Xiao Qingxuan hung a jade pendant she always carried around his neck, gently stroking his cheek, and said wistfully, "In this life, you are my husband. It's a pity we are a pair of star-crossed lovers, destined to be together but not to be..."
She frowned, slowly pulling the filthy root that had been soaking inside her private parts, carefully cleaning it up. This was something this wicked man had taught her during that earth-shattering battle of entanglement. She wondered how this wicked man would ravage her, her face flushed as she ate and thought. After cleaning herself, she struggled to get up, her groin burning, yet she felt a strong sense of happiness, a feeling she wished would remain etched in her memory forever. With a heavy heart, she glanced at the sleeping Lin Wanrong, then wiped herself clean. The bruises on her groin remained, a deep, painful mass that she couldn't quite empty. Embarrassed, she covered herself with a handkerchief, pulled on her underpants, and gently concealed her bruised body under her clothes. With a sigh, she took a long, narrow box from her small pouch and placed it beside him, saying reluctantly, "This is something I asked Teacher York to get for you. It just arrived from the capital. It's perfect for you; please keep it safe. Although you have some skill, you can only handle ordinary martial artists. Against top masters, something like this is most suitable." She desperately wanted to say more, even if he couldn't hear her. This parting might be forever; every word she spoke might be the last she ever spoke to him. "After I leave, my husband, please don't worry about me. If we are destined to be together, even through hardship, we will reunite. If not, then it is fate's cruel joke. I will remain chaste for you from afar, burning incense and blessing you every day." Tears streamed down her face as she spoke. She picked up a piece of white brocade, about to write on it with a small eyebrow brush, when she heard a voice in her ear: "Anyone who says we are not destined to be together, I'll go and chop their mother up." The voice was clear and resolute. She looked up and saw Lin Wanrong staring intently at her. "You, you're awake?" she whispered, overwhelmed with shame. Partly because of her previous wild abandon, and partly because he had overheard her private words. Besides, she wondered if she had woken up while cleaning him; it was truly embarrassing. Lin Wanrong pulled Xiao Qingxuan's hand, who was almost burying her head in her chest, and held her tightly in his arms, saying, "You silly girl, if I hadn't woken up, I wouldn't have even known my wife had run away." Xiao Qingxuan nestled against him, tears streaming down her cheeks, and whispered, "It was wrong of me to stay in Jinling for so long, and to be like this with you is even more of a mistake. If you truly pity me, don't force me. Let me finish what I need to do. Next year on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, come to the Jade Buddha Temple in the capital to find me. If we truly have a bond as husband and wife, we will meet again." Lin Wanrong knew Xiao Qingxuan's personality; she was a very opinionated woman, and once she made up her mind, it was difficult to change it. Judging from her tone, she was talking about fate and destiny. Lin Wanrong never believed in such things. He took Xiao Qingxuan's hand and said, "I'm a bad person. I never believe in fate. I only know that what I hold in my hands, I must cherish. You are my wife. This is a fact that even God cannot change. No one can separate us." He smiled slightly and said, "Since you have some things to do now, I naturally won't force you to stay. How about this, let's play a game. Next year on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, we will search for each other in the capital. Neither of us can go back on our word. If I find you first, I will kiss you a hundred times. If you find me first, I will suffer a loss and let you kiss me a hundred times. But if anyone dares to go back on their word, I will spank their little bottom a hundred times." Xiao Qingxuan was both sad and amused, and said reproachfully, "You never say anything serious." "..." Lin Wanrong held her small hand and said seriously, "I've never been this serious before. What I'm saying is true. You know I'm capable of anything. If I don't see you on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month next year, I'll go door to door in the capital posting advertisements with your portrait, saying that my wife and I had a fight, and she ran away in a huff with her big belly. My youngest son at home has no milk and is crying for his mother. I'll make a special note that my wife is a beauty of unparalleled grace and is a daughter of a noble family. Please, uncles and aunts, help me find her." Xiao Qingxuan blushed sweetly, "What? My son at home has no milk—how can you say such a thing? It's so embarrassing." She understood Lin Wanrong's personality. He could do something so shameless that others wouldn't dare to, and who knows, he might even come up with something more embarrassing. Besides, as for breastfeeding… judging by his fervor during sex, his greedy sucking at her nipples almost steals her soul, she feared that even if she had a son, this wicked child would steal his attention. She couldn't help but let her imagination run wild, her heart filled with sweetness. She thought there was no way to deal with this scoundrel, and could only sigh softly, “But you don’t know—” “No buts,” Lin Wanrong interrupted her directly, “No one can stop me from being with my wife, not even the King of Heaven.” Seeing his resolute expression, Xiao Qingxuan felt a surge of joy and distress. Was this wicked man her destined nemesis? She nestled in Lin Wanrong's arms, a smile already spreading across her face. Xiao Qingxuan had intended to leave without saying goodbye, but she hadn't expected Lin Wanrong to be awake at all. Now, she was caught red-handed. In front of Lin Wanrong, even with her unparalleled skills, she couldn't use them at all. The two nestled together, Lin Wanrong making suggestive remarks. Even with Xiao Qingxuan's exceptional composure, her body felt weak and sore from listening. Fortunately, Lin Wanrong showed her mercy and didn't take advantage of her, only lightly touching her body. Xiao Qingxuan, with seductive eyes, told him many things about cultivation techniques, while he groped her body, fondling her breasts and teasing her vulva, thoroughly enjoying himself. She only caught a fraction of what he said, while the rest had already escaped her notice. Xiao Qingxuan, panting heavily, was helpless against him. She thought to herself, "With a fraction of my power, even ordinary experts can't trouble him. Besides, with that protective treasure, he shouldn't be in any danger." So she didn't press him further. As dawn broke, Xiao Qingxuan withdrew her mischievous hand from her private parts, struggled to her feet, and covered her sticky private area with a handkerchief while blushing, saying, "I have to go." She rustled as she straightened her clothes. "Let's chat a little longer, it's not dark yet, how about we wait until it gets dark before you leave?" Lin Wanrong said shamelessly. Xiao Qingxuan thought to herself, from last night's darkness until this morning, if I wait until dark, I'm afraid I'll never be able to bring myself to leave. She gave him a reproachful look, but it was hard to tell whether it was anger or joy. She didn't dare look back at him, and with a leap, she ran off into the distance. Of course, she had to save as many steps as possible, because her private parts were incredibly swollen. It was only because she indulged her lover that she allowed him to play with her swollen private parts at will. Lin Wanrong shouted loudly behind her, "Qingxuan, I'll think of you every day." She paused, turned around to look at him, her face already streaked with tears, and stomped her foot angrily. "You bad man, you just wanted to make me cry, didn't you?"... Seeing Xiao Qingxuan's figure disappear into the distance, Lin Wanrong stretched lazily. "This girl, she doesn't even want her husband anymore, she really has some character." He walked towards the cave, only to find all the clothes neatly packed away. Thinking that Xiao Qingxuan had made them, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. "My wife is truly capable both in the living room and the kitchen!" Last night, Xiao Qingxuan had thoroughly explained the dual cultivation technique to him, lest he later turn it into a form of sexual exploitation. Lin Wanrong chuckled, and under Xiao Qingxuan's guidance, he threw a punch that shattered a rock, far surpassing the skill of that guy who had practiced virginity for over thirty years. Damn, I'm really in luck now! What martial arts master? Even if I can't beat them, I can still outrun them! This dual cultivation and stamina-draining technique is truly amazing, and it even has the most incredible endurance. Even a martial arts master like Qingxuan couldn't withstand my onslaught and ended up incontinent... Lin Wanrong was overjoyed, secretly marveling: Great skill, let's get this! The box Xiao Qingxuan gave him was still in front of him. He had forgotten to ask what it was during their conversation last night. But since Xiao Qingxuan had someone bring it from the capital, it must be something good. He opened the box and found a double-shot musket. Damn, this is a good thing! Lin Wanrong happily gripped the musket in his hand, examining it carefully. The musket was forged from high-quality steel, with a barrel and sight, making it extremely sturdy and durable. Holding it in his hand felt incredibly powerful. In this era, with such a thing, what are those so-called martial arts masters afraid of? Although he himself could barely be considered a half-master. Holding the musket in his hand, Lin Wanrong was overjoyed. "I now carry two guns with me, one for men, and one for women, hehe." He heard that this was a gift from that Teacher York to Xiao Qingxuan, so it must be an imported item. Xiao Qingxuan was worried about his safety and specially arranged for someone to send it from the capital to Jinling by fast horse. This affection was truly profound. Lin Wanrong thought to himself, "Qingxuan, to repay you, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, I will let you find me first and let you kiss me a hundred times." He gloated for a while, then suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and saw that the young lady had woken up at some point, her face flushed, and she was looking at him angrily. Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Young lady, you're awake." The young lady snorted, her face flushed, and said, "I've been awake for a long time." Awake for a long time? So, does this mean she saw me taking advantage of Qingxuan earlier? Lin Wanrong knew she probably hadn't seen his intimate moments with Xiao Qingxuan last night, only...He was groping Qingxuan's body. His shamelessness was unparalleled; he didn't even blush, laughing and saying, "Miss, be careful next time, don't peek again." Xiao Yu Ruo's face turned bright red, her lips almost biting to pieces. She glared at him fiercely and said, "You, you shameless scoundrel!" He, he actually dared to so vulgarly defile Miss Xiao's private parts, and Miss Xiao just obediently let him take liberties with her! Seeing Lin Wanrong's radiant face, Xiao Yu Ruo gritted her teeth and asked stiffly, "Who is that Miss Xiao to you?" "She's my wife—" Before she could finish speaking, the young lady seemed to have gone mad. The word "wife" was barely uttered before she viciously kicked a small pebble away, angrily turned and walked away, leaving behind the angry words, "Lin San, let's go down the mountain—" (Night Star Coins +17, reposted and shared, red envelope offered!)

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