Chapter 6 The First Spring Tide
Jiang Xianwan has a very slender waist, which is completely covered by her beautiful long hair.
Thinking of this, his gaze involuntarily fell on the long, slender legs that were easily outlined beneath layers of clothing.
A pair of beautiful and delicate feet, as if painted in ink, draped over a deep ochre quilt, whiter and more delicate than snow gauze.
Her ears were red, and her gaze fell on her proud, shapely figure.
He didn't consider himself a lustful person, but he admitted that his heart always raced when he was with her.
Perhaps it's because of the impurities in the body.
The first time, Jiang Xianwan came wearing a human skin mask.
Gazing into those clear, unfathomable eyes, he took it upon himself to remove the human skin mask from her face.
The young girl was experiencing excruciating pain during her first time.
She was startled and met his gaze, then helplessly covered his eyes.
He closed his eyes in annoyance, his face flushed, and apologized helplessly, realizing that he had indeed gone too far.
The girl clearly didn't want him to see her true face.
However, for some reason, looking at those beautiful eyes and honest face, they seemed completely mismatched. It was as if by some strange twist of fate that he didn't even realize it himself.
He hesitated for a moment, then came up with what he considered a compromise: he took the girl's hand and asked her to remove her mask, but she refused.
The second time, Jiang Xianwan seemed quite helpless as she finally removed her human skin mask.
Because of the foul energy within him, he couldn't control himself and knew he was being somewhat violent.
The girl was very patient; she bit her lip, her slender white fingers gripping the blankets, her bright eyes filled with tears, yet she did not refuse him.
Afterwards, even if he was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open, he would immediately put on his clothes and leave the Wuyun Palace.
I will not stay a second longer.
Lately, however, she's been arriving later and later, and her visits have been very perfunctory.
He felt restless while waiting.
A barely perceptible look of confusion crossed the man's eyes. He leaned back slightly but didn't let go of her.
Jiang Xianwan was completely baffled by his leaning back and cast a sincere questioning glance at him.
Weren't you just in such a hurry?
Why do you suddenly seem to have lost interest?
Does that mean you've given up on it?
Jiang Xianwan thought for a moment, then hesitated before getting up.
If she doesn't want to think about it, then so be it; she won't miss out on the last payment anyway.
She had only risen halfway when a hand with distinct knuckles tightly gripped her waist and held it in its palm.
Jiang Xianwan: "..." Why am I feeling a little disappointed for no reason?
She really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
They won't let me leave even if I refuse to do it.
Ask sincerely: "Is there something wrong with it?"
"Good morning."
He furrowed his brow slightly, and although his voice was hoarse from the passion, it was still admirably quiet.
But what he said the next second completely surprised Jiang Xianwan.
He looked directly into the girl's eyes and honestly told her his thoughts.
I want you to come.
Jiang Xianwan's eyes widened slightly.
This person rarely called her name. She guessed it a few times, and every time he did, it meant she was about to suffer a lot.
I never expected this time...
Seeing his serious expression, Jiang Xianwan bit her lip awkwardly.
Just by looking at his demeanor and his aggressive posture as the absolute master in bed, one can guess that he must be used to being superior.
What's going on today?
He actually expects her to take the initiative?
Although she was familiar with every aspect of the other person, Jiang Xianwan still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Hesitant and unmoving, she raised her innocent eyes, trying to change his mind.
The man's breathing was disordered, he was unable to control himself, his expression was listless, and his eyes were clearly tinged with an inappropriate lust.
"You're too late."
Jiang Xianwan, who arrived late: "..."
All right.
It was indeed more than half an hour late.
She admitted that she had indeed been somewhat perfunctory on these occasions.
It's because I'm too busy.
My place is far away; it takes half an hour to fly to the Eternal Sect by sword. I try my best to hurry every time I receive a letter.
But didn't she leave half a day late last time?
It's all been made up for, no matter how you look at it.
Stingy, never willing to suffer even the slightest loss.
Despite her inner grumbling, Jiang Xianwan reluctantly reached for the waistband amidst the blurry shadows.
The movements were clumsy and disorganized.
The man's breathing quickened, and the fingers that held a strand of the girl's black hair gradually stiffened as she moved clumsily and awkwardly.
Finally unable to resist, he grabbed her and lifted her up to his waist.
This time, Jiang Xianwan fainted six times.
Six times!
When she was awakened by a long and melodious chime, the light inside the gauze curtains was already dazzlingly bright.
Jiang Xianwan suddenly opened her eyes.
I overslept again!
Jiang Xianwan immediately turned her head.
Surprisingly, the man, wearing a half-silver mask, rested his chin on his arm and looked sideways, his clear, snow-white eyes gazing intently at her.
If you ignore the fact that he is only wearing a messy, snow-white silk nightgown, and just look at his empty, cold, and silent eyes, he looks like a god without any emotions or desires.
They truly have no emotions or desires.
Although Jiang Xianwan didn't know why he hadn't gotten up, it was already almost noon, and it was even later than the last time.
She hurriedly fled the unsightly couch, her fingers trembling as she dressed as quickly as possible.
Outside the gauze curtains, which resembled a surging sea of clouds, the girl quickly dressed herself, tidied herself up, and concealed the mottled marks on her body.
He said goodbye calmly, as always, and never looked back.
Some even rushed to push open the door and leave immediately.
The man slowly rose, the brocade quilt slipped off, and his snow-covered eyes seemed to show a hint of grievance.
Jiang Xianwan activated her longsword, instantly rising into the air. Her bright and sparkling eyes called out, "Wait, let's go!"
The speed instantly increased to its maximum.
Before the smile on his lips could fully expand, the next second, his spiritual energy suddenly vanished, his body swayed, and the overlapping images before his eyes flickered as he plummeted straight down from the sky.
Spring tide season!
Jiang Xianwan, his face pale, quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, preparing to strike a cool landing pose.
However, before she could land, an arm silently wrapped around her waist.
The incident happened suddenly, and her still-shaken eyes looked at the man, her panic barely concealed.
The man gazed at her silently, his fingers emerging from his snow-white sleeves to rest on her wrist. After a moment of contemplation, he hesitated and said, "Zaozao, you can't leave for now."
Jiang Xianwan's heart pounded as she tried to calm her fear of falling from a great height.
As soon as I left his embrace, my legs went weak and I almost knelt on the ground.
A pair of long, strong hands steadied her in time.
As the man moved, his collar dropped slightly, revealing suspicious scratches.
Jiang Xianwan looked away and stood up straight.
He took two steps back.
"I'll walk over, or I'll have Sect Leader Wu send someone to pick me up."
He then took out a jade slip for communication.
"Good morning."
The man's voice was clear and cold, neither hurried nor slow, enough to interrupt her movements.
Jiang Xianwan looked at him with suspicion.
"These past few days have been unusual."
He looked down at the tall girl in a light blue dress, his gaze sweeping over her snow-white wrist, where a faint light-colored mark was faintly visible.
He said simply, "Go to the side hall."
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