The house is located on the top of a mountain, which is shrouded in mist and surrounded by spiritual energy. Outside the window is a large expanse of brilliant orange and yellow clouds.
The scorching sun slowly disappeared into the sea of clouds, taking over from the bright moon. Darkness gradually fell, and stars appeared in the sky, twinkling with brilliance.
Wen Liyu leaned against the door panel. Moonlight quietly sneaked in through the open window, and the soft moonlight illuminated a small area of the ground around the window.
Her breathing was trembling, and she was as delicate as a fragile animal in the wild, which could die at any time from a powerful predator.
“Master…”
Wen Liyu murmured, approached the man in front of her again, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.
The difference from before was that this time she did not leave, but tilted her head back with dependence and trust, pecking and kissing him again and again, like a kitten expressing her love, intimate and innocent.
Wen Liyu likes it here.
"It looks good..." She raised her finger, and ran her fingertips along the place where she kissed, across the corner of his mouth, and pressed her fingertips on his bright red lips, with gentle force, itching.
Yan Wen's breathing rhythm had long been disordered. He couldn't tell what answer he wanted to hear from this playboy. He was hooked by her and followed her words.
Wen Liyu smiled, her eyes sparkling, and she stretched out her soft arms to hug his neck, "...Master looks best when he smiles."
Wen Yan let her ignite him. The itchiness in his body gradually subsided, and the comfort he had never felt before kept impacting his reason.
[I am Yan Wen, also Wen Yan... and even more so, her master.]
"...Yan Wen." Wen Liyu changed the subject, she pressed her lips against his, her breath like orchid, "Wen Yan..."
“Master…”
She was almost forced to move away from her original position by the other party, and felt that her whole body was about to be embedded in his body.
Unlike his cold appearance, Wen Yan's kiss was very hot.
Perhaps his patience had reached its limit; his movements were neither gentle nor restrained.
Eager, restless, and a little rude.
Wen Yan had never felt so comfortable before, and his body and spiritual energy were restless.
Every part of the skin, every meridian, blood, and cell in the body are greatly satisfied.
He rested his forehead against hers, and a trace of his soul floated out and penetrated into her defenseless sea of consciousness.
The feeling of soul fusion is more stimulating than any touch or kiss.
The moment she was entangled, Wen Liyu let out unbearable moans and cries from her throat.
Her strength instantly drained away from her body, and she lay limply on the bed, her body beginning to tremble slightly, and she almost couldn't control herself and was about to turn back to her original form.
Wen Yan embedded himself little by little, his body and mind blending together, his consciousness intertwined.
"Woo..." Crystal clear tears kept falling from Wen Liyu's eyes, and were kissed away bit by bit by Wen Yan.
Their rapid breaths intertwined in the air. Wen Yan felt distressed when he saw her tears, but his actions were merciless.
He looked at Wen Liyu almost obsessively.
[This is my apprentice.]
Wen Yan forcefully held the back of her head and supported her neck, like a white swan waiting to be slaughtered, offering herself to the predator's mouth.
He was very greedy and began to feel dissatisfied with the mere fusion of spiritual consciousness.
Wen Yan pressed forward step by step, holding Wen Liyu tightly, not giving her any chance or space to retreat.
"Little Fish..."
[This is my apprentice, my little fish…]
Wen Liyu didn't have the strength to respond, her mind was blank, and occasionally a few gasps escaped from her lips.
The numbness that is difficult to describe in words spread throughout my body.
Wen Yan took in everything about her. His eyes were no longer cold, but burning hot like a pool of magma.
[You will also be my companion.]
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Wen Liyu felt like a useless fish.
Half a month!!!
A full half month!!
If only people hadn't been coming to her all the time, wanting to know why she didn't go to the competition.
Today, even the leader of the Qinghua Sect came to ask in person, so Wen Yancai had to stop. Otherwise... Wen Liyu might have to "seclude herself and practice" for quite some time.
For the past half month, she was like a small mushroom growing on the bed, being constantly pressed and ravaged by Wen Yan.
"Damn it!" Wen Liyu thought she had hit the bed hard, but in fact, her hand could not even lift a centimeter, and her strength was so small that it was almost non-existent.
System: "Host, are you okay?"
“Damn it!” Wen Liyu screamed in her head, “Why isn’t this event held in this world?!”
“I feel like I missed out on a billion.”
System: “…” I was worried for nothing.
Wen Liyu lay in bed and chatted with the system for a few words. Wen Yan, also known as Yan Wen, lifted the bed curtain and asked, "Awake?"
"Yeah." Wen Liyu blinked, and retracted her head into the quilt with grievance and shrinking, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes to look at him.
"Don't be afraid." Yan Wen reached out, pulled the quilt down, and held her in his arms. Feeling her body trembling unnaturally, he sighed, "It's my fault."
"I'll try to restrain myself next time." When he looked at Wen Liyu, the coldness in his eyes instantly melted into warm water, gently wrapping her up, "Xiaoyu."
Wen Liyu looked away with difficulty and pushed him, "...There won't be a next time."
Yan Wen paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, "...What do you mean?"
[Does this mean you don't want to admit your mistake and want to leave me?]
Wen Liyu avoided her gaze, her eyes slightly red, "You... I'm going back to the mountain soon."
"I probably won't come down the mountain from now on. Just...just treat everything that happened during this period as a dream." Wen Liyu said with difficulty, "Just forget about me."
"I can't possibly leave my Master... I'll give you whatever you want, as compensation..."
She closed her eyes after she finished speaking, and her eyelashes trembled in fear.
Yan Wen was stunned by her scumbag attitude of taking everything without admitting anything.
After he figured out Xiaoyu's thoughts, the ice in his eyes melted again, with a hint of discomfort and a sense of both laughter and tears.
[Xiaoyu didn't even recognize me and mistook Yanwen for Wen Yan's stand-in?]
Yan Wen said: "I don't want compensation."
"Ah? That's not good..." Wen Liyu paused and coughed, "Well, don't be embarrassed, my master is very rich and gave me a lot of things."
"You...you'll need a lot of resources for your cultivation." She grasped the sheets helplessly. "And I know you must have been sent by your family to seduce me."
Yan Wen: “…”
[No, I'm not.]
"You also know who my master is." Wen Liyu pretended not to hear and continued acting, "Let's not be polite."
She took out a large pile of magic weapons and elixirs from the space and placed them on the ground. "I'll give you something. You forget about what happened in the past half month. Don't tell anyone else. We'll write it off."
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