Han Qianling's Adam's apple rolled slightly. Although his lips were pressed against Luo Jiujiang's and saliva was flowing, he still felt thirsty.

This was no longer the hunger he had felt in the past, which was too strong to conceal, and made him want to devour everything, tear everything apart, and destroy everything.

Although he still wanted to possess her, to swallow her completely, to stick every inch of her flesh and blood tightly to himself and even merge them into one...but this thirst that burned all the way from his dantian to Han Qianling's throat was not because of hatred, but because of lust.

Luo Jiujiang noticed Han Qianling's slight movement. He raised a finger and lightly tapped Han Qianling's Adam's apple.

At this moment, what he was pressing on was not only Qianling's vital point, but also the clear flow of blood under the thin skin and flesh. The temperature in the neck was slightly higher than other places, and it was actually a little hot to the touch.

As if bewitched by the warmth and the tongue caressing his lips, Luo Jiujiang's palm, which was placed behind Han Qianling's head, unconsciously moved down until it grasped the soft flesh on the back of Han Qianling's neck.

Han Qianling did not dodge or evade Luo Jiujiang's touch, but just shrank slightly as if chilled by the coldness of Luo Jiujiang's hand. The two were so close that his long eyelashes could almost brush the skin on Luo Jiujiang's face in the blink of an eye, so Han Qianling's cat-like squinting just now was also clearly heard by Luo Jiujiang.

Rumor has it that dragons have a reverse scale, and touching it means death. This reverse scale is about an inch long, growing backwards, just below the neck, at the throat, and now pressing against Han Qianling's body.

His Achilles' heel, his anchor, what his heart desires in this life, the direction for which he will endure all the torment and pain.

It’s Luo Jiujiang, all of it is Luo Jiujiang.

"Jiujiang." Han Qianling said hoarsely, "You must come to recruit me."

Luo Jiujiang had just heard Han Qianling's voice sound strange, and before he could react, he felt his head spin and gasped in surprise. In the blink of an eye, Han Qianling had taken over, reversing their positions and holding Luo Jiujiang beneath him.

"..." As they looked into each other's eyes for two days, they obviously noticed the subtle changes in each other's bodies.

Luo Jiujiang lowered his hand from the back of Han Qianling's neck until it rested on his vest. At this moment, Qianling's drum-like heartbeat reached Luo Jiujiang's ears and palms, pounding his consciousness.

Loving Qianling's heartbeat was so lively and lovely that Luo Jiujiang felt that it was even more lovely than when touched by others.

"Yes, it was me who recruited you all along." Luo Jiujiang said with a smile: "I recruited you when we first met in Qidao, and I recruited you when we met again in the academy. Even when I pushed you down just now, I couldn't help myself when I saw you."

"So..." Luo Jiujiang moved his knees and nudged Han Qianling's lower abdomen suggestively. "I wonder when Qianling will be willing to come and play with me?"

At this critical moment, his words were more than just adding fuel to the fire. Almost the moment his words fell, even without the sharp five senses of a cultivator, Han Qianling's breathing became noticeably heavier.

The hand that had originally held Luo Jiujiang's shoulder had only three points of strength, but now it suddenly increased to five points. Han Qianling opened his mouth slightly, his lips the color of red from having just been rubbed and sucked by Luo Jiujiang, and his white teeth were faintly visible under his lips. The two colors matched, looking particularly harmonious and beautiful.

Just when Luo Jiujiang was lost in thought while staring at Han Qianling's beautiful lips, Han Qianling leaned over and bit the place where Luo Jiujiang's shoulder and neck were connected, as if he could no longer hold back.

Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but take another breath, but the smile on his face became even more intense: "Hiss... Such sharp teeth, dragon eagle claws and deer antlers, and now they also have shark teeth?"

Han Qianling buried his head in the crook of Luo Jiujiang's neck. Upon hearing this, he only asked in a muffled voice, "So what?"

"Not really." Luo Jiujiang's hand on Han Qianling's back stroked the ends of his hair back and forth. "My Qianling is so good. If he really had shark teeth, I would voluntarily sacrifice myself to help you grind your teeth."

After a pause, Luo Jiujiang, recklessly leaning into Han Qianling's ear, added, "You can rub any part of my body. But I want to rub it without any clothes on."

“…”

Han Qianling's grip tightened upon hearing this, forgetting he was still clutching the belt Luo Jiujiang had thrust into his hand. With a single movement, the collar of Luo Jiujiang's outer robe opened completely.

"Look," Luo Jiujiang complained lightly, "Qianling, you're the one who provoked me this time."

With a buzzing sound, it was as if the last taut string in Han Qianling's mind suddenly broke.

When he regained consciousness, their clothes were scattered and tangled. Han Qianling, panting, pressed his knee against Luo Jiujiang's abdomen, barely managing to regain a shred of sanity, and warned, "After the Dragon Tail Grass incident, aren't you afraid anymore?"

Luo Jiujiang said with a smile: "They say that once the arrow is on the string, it must be shot; now the situation is urgent, so let's focus on the present."

Han Qianling's hot breath puffed against Luo Jiujiang's skin, a tangible pressure that made him lean back slightly. His eyes roamed over Han Qianling's otherworldly beauty, inch by inch, almost with lust. He saw with his own eyes how the red threads entwined themselves around the whites of Han Qianling's eyes.

Han Qianling's eyes, originally a dark blue tinged with dark blue, were now so intensely hot that even their rims were red. He pushed himself away from Luo Jiujiang's embrace with both arms, his expression almost resentful.

Han Qianling gritted his teeth and said word by word: "...Don't provoke me, Jiujiang, I can't bear to leave."

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