Back in the courtyard.
Luo Yueguan had finished brewing the tea, and Jiang Huai was about to start cooking when Luo Yueguan grabbed his collar. “Wait, drink your tea first.”
Just as Jiang Huai was about to pick up his teacup, Luo Yueguan grabbed his wrist, batting his hand away. Jiang Huai was puzzled. A moment later, he saw Luo Yueguan gently unfasten her clothes, her fingertips hooking the collar, causing the neckline to slip down, her sheer, gauze-like dress pooling around her snow-white waist.
She looked at Jiang Huai with a grumble, “It’s all because of you… once I get stimulated, I’ll be a bit sensitive for the next two days.”
She lifted the teacup with one hand, while her other hand did…
Jiang Huai’s mind went blank. The seductive scene rendered him speechless for a long while. Then, Luo Yueguan tilted her head, handed him the teacup, and tilted her face up, suddenly smiling, “Please?”
What a playful expression.
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Dinner time.
Perhaps it was because wandering around the sect during the day had suppressed Luo Yueguan for too long, that during dinner, her little feet were particularly restless, wanting to cause trouble under the table. Jiang Huai had to push them away several times. Instead, she pouted in dissatisfaction and stared at Jiang Huai with indignant eyes. “I want to play!”
“…Can’t you just eat obediently first?”
“If you don’t let me play, I won’t eat.”
“…” Jiang Huai glared at her, but eventually relented. Luo Yueguan hummed softly. On the table, she appeared calm, but under the table, her white and tender little feet moved with alluring grace, making Jiang Huai’s head spin.
Jiang Huai put down his chopsticks early, annoyed, and walked to Luo Yueguan’s side. Before she could speak, he roughly tugged at her clothes. “I’m full, I’m thirsty.”
Jiang Huai leaned closer, and Luo Yueguan reached out to pat his head, but no matter how many times she hit him, he didn’t move back. Her cheeks flushed increasingly red.
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Moonlight streamed into the courtyard, its starlight falling upon the two of them.
At this moment, they were sitting on a long bench. Luo Yueguan lay on the bench, her head resting on Jiang Huai’s lap, gazing up at the starry sky. Jiang Huai was gently pinching her face, the soft, smooth touch making him unable to let go.
After a long while, Luo Yueguan suddenly thought of something. She sat up from him and gently poked his chest. “Wait for me.”
“What?”
“I’ll change into a dance skirt.”
“Okay.”
Jiang Huai waited with joy. Luo Yueguan, who emerged, was wearing a water-colored long skirt. Under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as a painted scroll. Jiang Huai had already brought out the zither, his fingertips strumming the strings. Under the moonlight, her figure danced gracefully, her movements tender. Her eyes seemed to flow with sparkling moonlight.
Perhaps it was the heat in Jiang Huai’s eyes that made Luo Yueguan’s dance moves even more seductive. The corners of her delicate pink lips curved unconsciously. Her dress fluttered, and the cold moonlight slowly melted in the air. The musical notes trembled. Though she hadn’t drunk a drop, she seemed utterly drunk. Finally, she stumbled into Jiang Huai’s embrace. He gently embraced her waist and lowered his head, overeagerly kissing her most sensitive earlobe.
Luo Yueguan’s body trembled slightly, but she didn’t dodge or evade, remaining obedient and still. Under her dance skirt, her snow-white and soft thighs were meticulously caressed by his palms. Almost instinctively, she parted her legs, as if expecting him to be even more wicked.
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The next day, early morning.
Last night, Jiang Huai and Luo Yueguan had talked for a long time. They didn’t do much wrong, mostly just cuddling in bed after doing wrong things, chatting about all sorts of strange and boring topics. It wasn’t until Luo Yueguan was sleepy that Jiang Huai gently kissed her forehead, coaxing her to sleep.
However, upon waking this time, Jiang Huai felt some weight on his lower abdomen. He looked up and realized it was Luo Yueguan sitting on him. He was stunned for a moment, then looked back. Luo Yueguan was curled up beside him, sleeping soundly. He looked again and realized it was Luo Qingyu sitting on him.
“When did Jiang Huai Gege arrive?” Luo Qingyu blinked her innocent eyes, gently twisting her buttocks. She was sitting on Jiang Huai in a criss-cross saddle position, her knees resting on the bed, her fingers tracing circles on Jiang Huai’s chest.
“The day before yesterday.”
“Did you do bad things with my mother?”
“We didn’t dual cultivate, but we did a lot of bad things.”
“Oh…” Luo Qingyu straightened her waist. Her body was already supple, appearing delicate but full of strength. Her buttocks soon lifted high. Now, Qingyu no longer needed Jiang Huai to guide her. She could find the right spot herself, and after some rubbing, she became slick and wet, then slowly consumed Jiiang Xiaohu.
They were already like an old married couple.
Luo Qingyu’s body leaned down slightly. A moment later, she was gently embraced by Jiang Huai.
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Luo Yueguan curled up on the other side of the bed, her eyes distant.
But a moment later, she suddenly thought of something and shared Luo Qingyu’s sensations. The next moment, her eyes widened slightly, her delicate pink lips parted, and her gasps almost synchronized with Luo Qingyu’s.
“Stealing Qingyu’s feelings again.” Luo Qingyu turned her head with dissatisfaction and glared at Luo Yueguan. Luo Yueguan blinked innocently, “Stingy person.”
“Hmph… Mother is a thief!”
Luo Qingyu pouted slightly. Her revenge was to remain seated.
She and Jiang Huai knew each other inside and out, yet she could still grit her teeth and endure it. But Luo Yueguan might not be able to… The next moment, Luo Yueguan’s body convulsed and trembled, tears almost falling from her eye sockets.
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Although it was the two of them sulking, the revenge ultimately fell upon Jiang Huai.
At this moment, Jiang Huai was being enveloped by two pairs of white and tender little feet, utterly humiliated, forced to accept two pairs of disdainful and contemptuous eyes. Jiang Huai pulled the quilt over his face, unwilling to bear it. A moment later, the quilt was pulled away by Luo Qingyu. Luo Qingyu put away her little feet, and it seemed only Luo Yueguan was bullying him. But Luo Qingyu had already sat on his chest. “Kiss.”
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Fortunately, there was the Super Overlord Art.
“You’re bullying Mother so much, why not just bully Mother’s body as well?” Luo Qingyu’s fingers poked Jiang Huai’s chest. Luo Yueguan spoke from the side, “Wait until he marries me.”
“Then he’ll marry me first.”
“Hmph, Mother is letting you have your way.”
“Mother is shameless.”
“Qingyu is full of bad intentions, she’s not much better!”
Then Jiang Huai saw the mother and daughter wrestling. They pulled at each other’s chests and slapped each other’s buttocks, as if Luo Qingyu had been influenced by Luo Yueguan during this time, transforming from someone who merely pretended to be childish into a truly childish person. After a period of roughhousing and playing, Jiang Huai separated them. “Get dressed obediently, I’m going to make breakfast.”
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But when Jiang Huai returned, he saw two kittens lying on the bed, unwilling to get up.
So, he spanked them both. “Get up!”
They reluctantly got up, ate breakfast, and then went for a walk together at the Qingxuan Sect. In the afternoon, they went fishing by the lake. When no one was around, Luo Yueguan leaned in and secretly kissed his lips. Luo Qingyu, huffing with anger, hugged Luo Yueguan and tickled her.
At dinner, Luo Qingyu and Luo Yueguan’s white and tender little feet fought under the table.
Deep into the night, Jiang Huai first dealt with Luo Qingyu thoroughly, then coaxed Luo Yueguan, whose body was now soft and slippery from sharing Luo Qingyu’s sensations.
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Then, Luo Yueguan told the story Jiang Huai had told her the day before yesterday, about going to the Dragon Clan and everything that had happened in the Ancestral Secret Realm. And then… Jiiang Xiaohu’s hell began.
Luo Qingyu unilaterally humiliated Jiiang Xiaohu to vent her anger, while Luo Yueguan cheered from the side, adding fuel to the flames, as if she were completely enjoying the show.
But unexpectedly, Luo Qingyu’s little emotions this time were not as resentful as before. When Jiang Huai held her in his arms late at night, he looked into her eyes. Luo Qingyu’s fingers traced circles on his chest. “Qingyu is always the first one, right?”
“Of course.”
Luo Qingyu gently bumped her forehead against Jiang Huai’s chest and closed her eyes. She also kicked away Luo Yueguan’s legs, which were wrapped around Jiang Huai’s waist, with her own legs. Luo Yueguan, displeased, leaned in and came to Luo Qingyu’s side, embracing her waist instead and resting her leg on her.
A strange scene.
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Three days later.
Although he had told Chu Xianning three days, Jiang Huai had actually stayed at the Qingxuan Sect for a full five days. During this time, he had sent another spirit pigeon to Chu Xianning, saying he was delayed by some matters at the Qingxuan Sect. But now it was really time to go back. He had a terrible intuition that if he stayed a few more days, Chu Xianning would start to become cold and indifferent to him.
The night before his departure, Jiang Huai was completely drained by the two women. If it were just physical, it would be fine. The main issue was that Qingyu was increasingly fond of bullying Jiiang Xiaohu in various strange ways with her mother. Their delicate pink tongues would fight for dominance, or their white and tender feet would sway and intertwine. It seemed Luo Qingyu’s greatest satisfaction came from watching Jiang Huai climax repeatedly.
Due to the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation secret technique, Luo Qingyu, who had just broken through to Void Refinement second layer, was now on the verge of breaking through to Void Refinement third layer after these few days. Coincidentally, she went into seclusion. Jiang Huai gave the small ornaments he had made earlier to Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu. Before leaving, Luo Yueguan pressed him against a tree and kissed him fiercely for a long while before finally letting him go.
Jiang Huai rode his sword away from this second succubus cave. His spirit sword shot through the air like a streak of light, heading towards the Tian Xuan Sect. The sleeping Yening Sword Spirit, rare as it was, got up and yawned, leaning on his shoulder. “Master.”
“Huh?”
“You’re a big pervert.”
“…”
“I thought you were a gentleman with your clean and refined appearance. Hmph, I was wrong.”
“…So, children should sleep more and not sneak up to watch their master do bad things.”
“I’m over a thousand years old.” Yening Sword Spirit counted on her fingers and tilted her head. “I’m much older than your master and Luo Yueguan. I just like to sleep.”
“Alright, alright, I’m a child.” Jiang Huai responded with a wry smile. Yening Sword Spirit watched the scenery with him for a while, then yawned and returned to the sword to continue her nap.
