“What did you say?”
Ying thought he must have misheard. His lowered eyes abruptly lifted as he looked at Yuan Shu.
He was only wearing a pair of mid-thigh undershorts. If he took them off, wouldn’t that mean…
“Take off your pants. I’ll apply some medicine,” Yuan Shu said, raising a brow as she repeated herself.
Ying’s cheeks immediately flushed crimson. He grabbed the waistband of his pants.
“N-no! Absolutely not!”
“Hm?”
Yuan Shu hadn’t expected him to refuse so suddenly. She glanced at the hand clutching his waistband, then at his flushed face, and suddenly understood.
“Ahem. I nearly forgot. Even kissing someone is a first for you, and no one else has ever seen what’s beneath those clothes, have they?”
Yuan Shu’s teasing words came in a sweet, melodious voice. Ying’s cheeks flushed even redder, and he instinctively shouted in anger.
“Y-you shut up!”
Yet he didn’t deny what she said.
He was a newly born Earth Demon Fiend who had existed for only a few days. How could he possibly have had the chance to do such things with a woman?
Even approaching Yuan Shu had taken him ages of hesitation and internal struggle. Only after deciding that his current appearance might charm her had he finally tried.
Who could have expected things to turn out like this?
Embarrassed, Ying glared furiously at Yuan Shu with his deep green eyes, but his reaction seemed to amuse her instead.
Yuan Shu laughed and reached out to slap the injury on his leg.
“If you’re going to apply the medicine, do it all at once. Hurry up and take them off.”
Ying: “…”
His silent protest was unmistakable.
Ying glared at Yuan Shu without moving.
It was one thing that she had forcibly kissed him several times before, completely disregarding his wishes. But this concerned his dignity. He absolutely could not give in!
Yuan Shu arched a brow.
“Getting quite temperamental, aren’t you? What kind of body haven’t I seen before? Do you really think I’d care about your little Bean Sprout?”
If she weren’t worried that Xiushe might still need his fierce, baleful aura later, Yuan Shu wouldn’t have bothered treating his injuries at all!
She was a woman who held grudges.
Ying had tried to attack her before, after all!
“Y-you’ve seen other people’s?”
Ying seemed to have been angered by Yuan Shu’s words. His eyes widened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his exquisite, handsome face.
Yuan Shu nodded and let out a derisive laugh.
“You didn’t think kissing you was a first for me too, did you?”
Ying ground his teeth. Mist immediately gathered in his deep green eyes.
Yuan Shu… she hadn’t been kissing him for the first time?
No wonder. No wonder she had been so skilled when she kissed him. No wonder she was so formidable—just a few casual movements from her had been enough to stir a reaction from his body.
And yet, shamefully, he had fallen for a woman like that?
“What? Feeling wronged?” Yuan Shu asked with a light laugh when she saw the anger and grievance on his face. “When you first tried to seduce me, why didn’t you ask first?”
Then she countered, “If you had asked, would you have stopped trying to seduce me?”
At times, this fellow seemed quite sharp and mature. At others, he was like a child.
Could this be a side effect of the inheritance passed down among heavenly and earthly spiritual beings?
He clearly possessed the wisdom of a spirit that had only recently been born, yet he had been forced to inherit the legacy of his ancestors. In certain respects, his temperament and way of thinking were also far beyond those of ordinary people.
Ying said nothing. He merely bit his lip and turned his head away.
Given the circumstances at the time, if he had known that Yuan Shu had been with other people, would he have stopped?
No. He wouldn’t have.
The temptation of divine power had been too great. He would never have stopped.
Seeing that he remained silent, Yuan Shu sighed softly. With one hand, she seized the hand gripping his waistband; with the other, she grabbed the waistband itself.
Riiip.
His pants split cleanly in two.
Ying finally realized what had happened. His expression changed, and he immediately turned around, reaching out as if to cover himself—but Yuan Shu seized him by the wrist.
“Hiss…”
Yuan Shu drew in a sharp breath.
Little Bean Sprout?
No, not Little Bean Sprout.
This…
Yuan Shu looked at her own wrist, then at him.
A deep shock flashed through her eyes.
“You—you’re not allowed to look!”
Ying came to his senses and immediately began struggling beneath Yuan Shu’s grasp.
Although Yuan Shu had sealed away his spiritual power, his physical strength remained. The moment he broke free of her hand, he snatched up the hem of his robe to cover himself.
His entire face was already flushed crimson.
With the memories inherited through his bloodline, he knew that this was an intensely private act—something one should only allow one’s dao companion to witness.
And yet Yuan Shu had seen every bit of it just now.
He was embarrassed and bashful, but strangely, he felt no resentment.
If it was Yuan Shu, perhaps he could accept it after all.
After all, he had given all his kisses to her alone.
Ying lowered his lashes slightly and bit his lip.
Meanwhile, after recovering from her shock, Yuan Shu had already begun applying ointment to him.
The injuries on his body had been inflicted by Zhuohua. Zhuohua contained the power of the Red Lotus Pure Flame, and without the ointment, the wounds would be difficult to heal completely.
Such fair, delicate skin—how unsightly would it be if scars were left behind?
Yuan Shu applied the medicine with great care, her expression focused. Her eyes were lowered slightly, and her profile was calm, as though it had been gilded with a layer of divine light.
Ying raised his head unintentionally and caught sight of that beautiful profile.
A gentle massaging sensation came from his thigh, and an unfamiliar feeling swept over him in an instant.
His body trembled, and a soft moan escaped his throat before he could stop it.
Yuan Shu’s fingers paused slightly as she felt the faint shudder beneath her.
Her heart, however, seemed to have been struck by a pebble, sending ripples across its surface.
Come to think of it, ever since Yun Sheng had left the Guest Retainer Courtyard, it had been a long time since she had cultivated dual cultivation to soothe herself.
The last time Ji Qingyan had kissed her, she had been following Mo Yi and hadn’t had time to say more than a few words to him.
And now…
Yuan Shu lifted her head and looked at Ying’s flushed face and slightly dazed eyes. The stirrings in her heart grew even stronger.
Did this man not know that he couldn’t casually tempt a woman?
Especially a woman whose willpower had never been particularly strong.
Someone like… her!
The instant Yuan Shu suddenly made her move, Ying’s body went rigid. An involuntary moan slipped from the corner of his lips, and he lowered his eyes, staring at Yuan Shu in disbelief.
Yuan Shu tilted her head up slightly and met his shocked gaze, a coquettish smile appearing on her face.
The ointment in her hand had already been casually set aside.
Supporting herself, she slowly shifted to Ying’s side. Listening to his broken, uncontrollable breaths, she bent down and kissed him.
“Yuan—Yuan Shu, you—you…”
“Why are you calling me Yuan Shu? Call me Sister.”
His voice trembled, but Yuan Shu interrupted him in a husky tone.
She lowered her head and lightly kissed the corner of his lips as they trembled uncontrollably. The next moment, her hand had already slipped inside his collar.
Ying’s eyes widened in shock.
The strange sensations spreading through his body left him utterly frozen in place.
He reached out, wanting to push Yuan Shu’s hand away. But when his fingertips touched her wrist, they seemed to have lost all strength, and she easily held him back.
“Be good. Sister will be gentle.”
Yuan Shu leaned closer, watching his trembling eyes. With a soft laugh, she lowered her head and kissed his lips.
Then she swallowed every one of his trembling moans.
Helan Zhao never expected that after accidentally stumbling into a mysterious formation, he would find himself witnessing the very definition of something he shouldn’t be seeing.
The man’s clothes were half-undone, revealing a strong, fair body.
He was clearly a tall, imposing man, yet at that moment, he was completely at the mercy of the slightly petite woman before him.
And the woman holding him at her mercy looked faintly familiar from behind.
