The sound of breathing in the room became louder and louder.

But it was relative to the darkness and silence in the house.

Compared with the other crisp slap, it was nothing.

Zhao Rong bent down, moved closer to the small jade ear hidden in the thick hair, and gently arched his nose, filling with the fragrance of the hair.

It was an indescribable smell, so pleasant that he gently pushed up the half-fallen black hair with the tip of his nose and held the delicate white earlobe, as if he was holding a white pearl.

As if it was not enough, he started to bite it lightly with his lips and teeth.

On the other side, Zhao Rong's right hand kept moving, raising and lowering, executing this strict family law.

As if he was distracted by the action of biting his ear, the sound of pain disappeared for a moment.

Zhao Rong only saw Su Qingdai shaking her head weakly, as if trying to get rid of his bullying. However, Zhao Rong's left hand gently twisted her hair and held her head down domineeringly, so she couldn't struggle at all.

Just like a little white rabbit, with its head held down by its owner, it can only lie down obediently and let him stroke its fur.

“Itchy, so itchy, Tzuyu…”

The young scholar's mouth corners slightly curved, and at the same time he raised his big hand and slapped Fairy Su hard again. Fairy Su immediately took a breath and fell silent.

"If it hurts, just scream it out loud. Who knows... as the pain gets worse... you'll gradually start to like this feeling?"

He gave a warm reminder.

Su Qingdai whimpered twice with a weak nasal sound, buried her head deep in her arms, and suddenly became silent.

I don’t know what he is thinking about.

Are you obediently savoring the pain he creates?

Zhao Rong smiled and gently stroked her rabbit-like head with his left hand, but then he raised his right hand and slapped her with a crisp and powerful sound.

His teeth did not stop. After some careful exploration, Zhao Rong accurately found the ear hole on this delicate earlobe, where she usually wore jewelry.

After drilling, he found that it was too big to go in, so Zhao Rong used the sharp tip of a canine tooth to explore the ear hole. After a while, after trying a few times, the tips of the upper and lower canine teeth passed through the ear hole where earrings were supposed to be worn, and they bumped into each other, and actually pierced the delicate earlobe and completely controlled it.

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth, tilted his head back slightly, and pulled his ears slightly outwards.

Then the jade-like earlobe suddenly became red with blood, and it might be that the earlobe skin was bitten a little.

In an instant, the white pearls turned into red pearls.

at the same time.

"Ah! Ah..." The ice fairy in the eyes of the Dali men finally couldn't help it and exclaimed in shock at this outrageous teasing.

Zhao Rong was satisfied, his mouth kept moving, sucking softly and commanding with a little slurred voice:

“You’re not allowed to endure it, or else.” He threatened, biting and pulling again.

However, although the behavior was a bit rude and bullying, it grasped a certain degree, making the beautiful woman who buried her head feel pain but not hurt, and it was more of a sensory stimulation.

Su Qingdai seemed to have realized what he meant, so she stopped suppressing herself.

Being punished, she raised her head and tried to clear her throat, then cried out in pain as she was slapped.

Moreover, along with the sound of slaps, she opened her lips slightly and called out weakly: "Um, Ziyu, Ziyu, um! Ziyu, Ziyu... Um——!"

Later on, Su Qingdai seemed to know what her husband liked and wanted to please him, so she called out sweeter and sweeter, her voice was sweet but not greasy, and very pleasant to the ears.

Zhao Rong nodded with satisfaction, let go of the soft jade ear, and even rewarded it with a scent.

Seeing that Su Qingdai was obedient, he continued to slap her with his right hand to enforce the family rules, but he released his left hand from pressing on her head.

He began by touching the top of her head gently, and also helped her tidy up her long straight black hair, gently pulling it up to reveal one side of Su Qingdai's graceful oval face. His big hand stroked that side of her face, occasionally rubbing and pinching her chin.

Su Qingdai also obediently followed his actions, raising her head and calling out sweetly with a voice that was 70% forbearance and 30% pleasure, while obediently burying her cheek in his palm and occasionally nibbling on his calloused fingers. This scene was like a little girl who was spanked by her father, but still wanted to eat delicious candy...

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

Savoring this more interesting and different kind of pleasure.

Afterwards, the two started chatting.

"Um, Tzuyu, so... so you like this, wuwu, do you like the way I am now?" He spoke unclearly while eating candy.

"What is joy and what is happiness?"

“Tzuyu, am I the only one who knows…”

"What is knowledge and what is Tao?" Zhao Rong said casually.

Su Qingdai seemed to have discovered something and was very happy, like a little girl who had a unique toy.

She giggled as she sucked on it, "Tzuyu, can they give you these?"

Zhao Rong said nothing and slapped him even harder.

Su Qingdai hissed and felt like her butt was about to burst and it was burning.

But then she smiled even more happily, reached out to hold his left hand, and tried to hug it tightly in her arms.

The young scholar twitched his lips at this time: "You can give it, but it's not necessary."

In the darkness, a stunning woman with disheveled black hair smiled charmingly.

His tone was clearly full of blame and grievance, but there was a hint of smile hidden within.

"But as long as you are happy, Dale will listen to you. Stop fighting."

But afterwards, Su Qingdai was speechless because her right to speak was taken away.

Zhao Rong didn't look at her, and snorted softly:

"We're just getting started. I'm just trying it out with you. I'm too lazy to use some of them."

He shook his head, pinched her chin with his left hand, lifted up the gentle and beautiful face, and let Su Qingdai look into her eyes.

Zhao Rong said calmly: "I still need to practice and I am only one step away from the Fuyao realm. I can't let you do that."

"You mean..." Su Qingdai was stunned. She grabbed the left hand of her destined lover with both hands, felt the energy in his body, and suddenly understood.

She looked up and said happily, "Tzuyu, it seems like you are just one pulse away."

Zhao Rong nodded and gently withdrew his hand.

Su Qingdai bit her lip, suppressed the smile on her face, and stopped fooling around to seduce him into committing a crime. She reproached him, "Really? Why are you fooling around like this and... playing with me and bullying me..."

There was some anger in her tone.

Zhao Rong didn't say anything, but lowered his head and looked at Su Qingdai carefully.

Her face was full of concern and tenderness, and it didn't seem fake.

The young scholar's doubts were dispelled and he smiled calmly, "Is that all you have?"

The stunning woman in black dress and black hair wrinkled her nose, looking a little unconvinced, and glanced at him:

"You, you have so many women, but Dai'er only has you. Before I met you, I didn't know there were so many shameful things. I also didn't know that there was an enemy like you. Dai'er took the initiative to come up to her and coax her. The men I met in the past all had their eyes glued to Dai'er, and their enthusiasm was disgusting..."

When Zhao Rong heard this, he shook his head and slapped the perky thigh with his hand.

Su Qingdai hummed, her words interrupted, her face flushed and she lowered her head. Under his calm yet aggressive gaze, she dared not speak again.

This favored girl who had always been extremely proud in the Ziwei Pavilion in Dali was now secretly sniffing the mellow masculine scent from the one and only prince charming.

Zhao Rong likes this kind of well-behaved and sensible woman.

He looked down at her, his eyes softened involuntarily, and he reached out to rub the place that had been bullied all night. He pinched it, and it seemed to be swollen and felt bigger.

Su Qingdai glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and hummed some sounds of enjoyment through her nose.

At this time, Zhao Rong was holding his hand lovingly while turning his head to look at the dark yard outside the window. It seemed to be getting late.

"stand up."

He said softly.

Su Qingdai stood up obediently, and took the opportunity to flip her body over, sitting on his legs, and casually pressed down Zhao Rong's right hand, which he didn't have time to retract.

But she didn't mind at all. Instead, she smiled when she saw that Zhao Rong did not refuse her to sit in his arms.

The next second, Su Qingdai took the initiative to move forward, put her arms around Zhao Rong's waist, and leaned her soft body against his thick chest. She closed her eyes, as if she was carefully feeling the warmth coming from Zhao Rong's heart.

Quietly tender.

It all seemed to happen naturally.

On the bed, the atmosphere between the two of them gradually became quiet for a while.

After this night of commotion, although the process was a bit strange and the ice fairy's buttocks were red and swollen, the two of them became much closer. Compared with before tonight, their relationship has made great progress.

At this moment, Su Qingdai seemed to be trying to adjust herself to a comfortable sitting position. She twisted her buttocks and arched her head in Zhao Rong's arms, finally finding a comfortable position to lie down.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, then raised his hands silently and placed them on her slender waist, which was unique to a young woman.

"Yes, you just entered the Tianzhi realm. Has your realm stabilized?"

Su Qingdai raised her head in his arms and said, "I have already reached the early stage of Tianzhi, but... I still can't beat Miss Zhao." She smiled slightly.

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing. After all, Qingjun and Xiaoqian'er's talents were better than Su Qingdai's. They had fought their way out of thousands of troops and were the best in the Taiqing Mansion, which was selected from thousands of people. They were also sword cultivators known for their killing power, so it was not surprising that they were able to kill people across borders.

He thought for a moment and asked softly, "Do you still need to taste poetry? I have both Fallen Flowers and Nanshan here..."

Su Qingdai pressed her raised index finger on Zhao Rong's lips, interrupting him and shaking her head gently:

"It's not urgent at the moment. Ziyu, if you have any extra poems, give them to Fairy Zhao first. It's important for her to break the mirror, and you are at a critical juncture in your cultivation. Give it to yourself first. I... I don't matter. Please consider me last."

The stunning woman in a black dress and black hair spoke in a virtuous voice as she leaned into the young scholar's arms and hugged him.

Her words were gentle and modest, she did not seek favor, and was very sensible.

Moreover, she puts her man in the highest position.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at Su Qingdai in his arms.

My goodness, why do I feel like there is going to be unrest in the Zhao family's backyard? It seems like Xiao Qian'er can't beat you...

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, but nodded and reached out to touch her gentle head.

Zhao Rong thinks that from a man's perspective, it is not entirely a bad thing for women in the family to occasionally compete with each other, but they have to grasp the right degree...

He did not insist on entering the poetry category, but nodded:

"Okay, Su Gu...well, Qingdai, it's good that you are so sensible."

When Zhao Rong mentioned the word "sensible", his tone was deliberately heavy and meaningful.

However, Su Qingdai's focus was on something else at this time.

"Zi Yu, you finally stopped being so formal and called me Qing Dai." She said happily. "But wouldn't it be better to call me Dai Er..."

Zhao Rong coughed twice and didn't respond.

Su Qingdai did not force it anymore, and then she comfortably leaned into his arms again, happily listening to the strong heartbeat of her true love, while whispering to him.

For example, she gave Zhao Rong advice on his cultivation and shared all her experience in cultivation with him. She did not even hide the fact that she had killed the red dragon. She told him every detail with a blushing face.

Zhao Rong felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to disappoint her enthusiasm, and he still felt warm in his heart.

Later, Su Qingdai told him about some of the great and small blessings and opportunities she had encountered during her practice, and she also took out many treasures and magic weapons and elixirs from the Sumeru object, wanting to provide them to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong shook his head and refused.

He hugged her and listened quietly.

Soon, the two heard familiar footsteps coming from not far away in the yard.

It’s Xiao Qianer and Li Bai.

Su Qingdai stood up sensibly, patted her pretty face which was still blushing, and was about to go out.

However, the next second, Zhao Rong reached out and pulled her back to sit on the bed.

"Why are you running?" Zhao Rong smiled and tilted his head, "We are not thieves."

The stunning woman in a black dress and long black hair was stunned and looked at him with her beautiful eyes wide open.

Zhao Rong stood up with a smile, straightened his sleeves, went to light the candles in the house, and opened the door with a normal expression.

"Why are you back so late?"

Zhao Rong smiled and spoke to Zhao Qian'er and the other person who walked into the yard.

Zhao Qian'er was about to speak happily when she was suddenly startled. She stood on tiptoe to look into the room behind Zhao Rong, her peach blossom eyes wide open.

"Then...that woman is back?"

Zhao Rong nodded calmly.

Zhao Qianer: “…”

The next second, the little girl ran into the main room.

Then, there was a commotion...

Li Bai and Zhao Rong stared blankly for a while.

The former gave the latter a thumbs up.

Zhao Rong shrugged helplessly, and immediately returned to the main room to mediate the fight...

After making a lot of noise for a while, they finally settled down.

Su Qingdai returned to the west wing.

Xiao Qian'er drove away the bad maid who trespassed into the territory and seduced the master. At this time, she was standing with her hands on her hips, pouting and glaring at Su Qingdai's back for a while, then turned around and squinted at Brother Rong'er.

The clever Zhao Rong has already sat down at the desk and started flipping through a book - well, no matter what happens, as long as he is still concentrating on reading, Qingjun and Qian'er will not disturb him.

Late at night, after finishing his book, Zhao Rong returned to his desk after coaxing Xiao Qian'er to sleep.

He pulled an old pamphlet from his sleeve.

It was the gift from the wealthy warrior named Zhou whom he met on the outskirts of Hanjing City to "bribe" Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong opened the diary of this dishonest warrior.

He leaned over to read carefully by candlelight.

At a certain moment, the young scholar's eyes brightened.

The long-desired Fuyao Realm will be here in these two days! Then I can openly wake up a certain arrogant sword spirit from his lazy sleep...

Speaking of which, please don't use common stuff to fill in my Fuyao Realm skills, otherwise...

He nodded.

No words were spoken that night.

Early the next morning, before daybreak, Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and others got up early and left the mansion.

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