"Hmm?" Nie Chenyuan looked at Qingyun with slight surprise. His mood had not yet calmed down, and he forced a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will lose to Lin Yuhao? He has already reached the ninth level of the Acquired Realm."
"Didn't you already reach the Perfection of the Acquired Realm?" Qingyun said casually. Nie Chenyuan probably had a habit of playing dumb to deceive others. In the past few years, his meridians had recovered and his cultivation had increased, but he had kept it all under wraps. If it weren't for Qingyun treating him every day, he would have been kept in the dark.
"So you knew all along." Nie Chenyuan leaned back in the bathtub, his laughter low and pleasant, his eyes overflowing with infatuation and sighs. He had been good at disguising himself since childhood, and even his grandfather Nie Songping hadn't been able to see through his true cultivation level, but he couldn't hide it from Qingyun.
He looked at Qingyun, his eyes filled with an unprecedented intensity of emotion.
"So what do I have to worry about?" After adding the last ingredient, Qingyun turned and left.
The sound of water breaking suddenly rang out behind him, and then a hot body, still smelling of medicine, pressed tightly against his back, while a pair of strong arms held him tightly like iron hoops.
"But I won't agree!"
Nie Chenyuan lowered his head and whispered in Qingyun's ear, his brows furrowed with barely suppressed possessiveness: "You will leave after the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, so I won't agree."
He would rather Qingyun never participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament and stay in the Nie family forever, by his side!
That's right, they even threatened him.
Qingyun smiled slightly, but her voice remained calm and even: "Oh, so what do you want?"
The force on his body suddenly tightened.
Before Nie Chenyuan could react, Qingyun nimbly broke free from the restraints, forcefully pressed Nie Chenyuan back into the bathtub, and lowered her head to kiss him.
Nie Chenyuan was stunned for a moment, then like a drowning man grasping at a straw, he sucked on Qingyun's lips, conquering his mouth to express his love and joy.
Their kiss was like a fierce battle, with the initiative constantly shifting between their lips and tongues, only to be broken up by touches of tenderness during the sucking.
After the kiss ended, the water in the bathtub had spilled everywhere.
Qingyun raised her head, her eyes gleaming with crimson, and asked, "How about these as payment? Is it enough?"
Nie Chenyuan chuckled and pecked him twice on the lips: "Not enough, far from enough. I'm greedy, I want more."
"Hmph, want more? That depends on your ability..." Qingyun's provocative words were gradually replaced by rapid breathing.
Just as he was thinking about what kind of transportation to take, a car slowly drove up and stopped next to Qingyun.
The car window rolled down, and sure enough, it was Zou Minchen again.
"What? Didn't you go back?" Qingyun raised her chin at him, the red marks on her fair neck were quite eye-catching under the dim streetlights.
Zou Minchen coughed lightly and looked away.
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