Her delicate little face was like the crabapple blossoms on the tree, with a faint, natural rosy tint flushing her fair skin, resembling warm jade.
The blatant and conspicuous desire in her dark, phoenix-like eyes made Leng Shuxue's cheeks burn bright red, and even his voice began to stutter.
"S-Seventh Junior Sister, y-you shouldn't, shouldn't tease me like this."
His voice grew quieter and quieter. Though his mouth said no, his heart beat faster and faster in his chest!
Did Yuan Shu's words mean... what he thought they meant?
She... she was so bold.
By all rights, he should be disgusted!
Just like he was with those junior sisters in the sect who always stared at his face in the past.
And those who came to his door in the middle of the night wanting to do something after his legs were crippled.
He loathed them from the bottom of his heart!
But facing Yuan Shu's bold and straightforward courtship, he felt no disgust at all. Instead, a secret thrill of excitement and joy welled up inside him.
Looking at the shy man in front of her, the curve of Yuan Shu's lips deepened.
Suddenly, her eyes darted around, and she let out a surprised gasp.
As if she had stood up too fast, her entire body fell uncontrollably to the side.
Leng Shuxue was startled. Forgetting his shyness, he reflexively reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Seventh Junior Sister, wh-what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Taking advantage of the momentum, Yuan Shu fell backward, sitting in his lap. She leaned against his shoulder and looked up at him with a pitiful expression.
"I squatted for too long, and my legs are a little numb. Fourth Senior Brother, can you rub them for me?"
Leng Shuxue breathed a sigh of relief. He thought something had happened to her, but it was only numb legs.
"Alright."
Suspecting nothing, Leng Shuxue carefully bent Yuan Shu's leg, pulled it to a height he could comfortably reach, and began to slowly knead along her calf.
"Fourth Senior Brother, it doesn't feel right rubbing through the stockings."
Leng Shuxue froze for a moment. He glanced at the snow-white silk stockings in his hand and opened his mouth, "B-But if I roll up your pant leg, it wouldn't be very appropriate."
Yuan Shu tilted her head. "Aren't you going to marry me, Fourth Senior Brother? What's inappropriate about it?"
"Besides, we have even kissed... here."
Yuan Shu's tender white hand gently pointed at his lips. Leng Shuxue grabbed it, terrified she would say something even more scandalous, and awkwardly averted his gaze.
"Okay, I'll roll up your pant leg."
Even if they really had kissed, his good upbringing did not allow him to speak of such things so openly.
Especially in front of Yuan Shu.
He always felt that this was unfair and bad for Yuan Shu.
It was he who had taken advantage of her.
However, it was very hard for him to resist taking advantage of her.
Just like now. The beautifully shaped, silky-smooth calf was held in his hands, like the most perfect warm jade in the world.
As his fingertips brushed over it, he felt as if he were touching silk. He couldn't help but spread his fingers, gripping more of it, holding it tighter.
Yet Yuan Shu acted as if she noticed nothing. She gently rested her head on his shoulder, turning her face so her warm breath ghosted over his neck.
It felt crisp and tingling.
A wave of heat surged into his body, awakening his most primal desires.
No matter how much he forced himself to calm down, his hand seemed to have a mind of its own.
It slid past her calf, brushed over her knee, and uncontrollably caressed the smooth, tender skin higher up.
"Fourth Senior Brother, keep going."
The soft, charming voice reached his ears.
Leng Shuxue's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, and the hand holding that tender white skin continued to stroke it.
He looked down at Yuan Shu's delicate little face, which was so close at hand.
The aloof asceticism originally in his eyes had long vanished, replaced by a surging, dark fire.
He stared at her without blinking.
Yuan Shu seemed oblivious. Her eyes curved as she smiled at him, "Fourth Senior Brother, you haven't finished massaging... Mmph."
Before Yuan Shu could finish her sentence, Leng Shuxue lowered his head and captured her plump, rosy mouth in a kiss.
A uniquely cool and crisp fragrance spread between their lips.
But he was clearly not satisfied with just this. With practiced ease, he pried open her lips and teeth, deepening the kiss.
The hand resting on her skin also continued to caress her.
Yuan Shu's eyes trembled slightly. She reached out her arms to wrap around his neck, cooperatively tilting her head up.
Sensing Yuan Shu's lack of resistance, Leng Shuxue seemed encouraged. He pulled her tightly against him, as if wanting to consume every breath from her lips.
A moment later, Yuan Shu's lips and tongue felt a little numb. "..."
A man tasting sweetness for the first time really didn't know how to proceed to the next step; she still had to guide him.
Sighing inwardly, Yuan Shu's hand had already moved to stroke his chest.
At the same time, with a wave of her hand, she loosened her own clothes a little.
Leng Shuxue's body tensed, and he almost let out an uncontrollable groan. He could only use an even deeper kiss to soothe the fire Yuan Shu had ignited.
No, it wasn't enough. It still wasn't enough!
Leng Shuxue's gaze lowered slightly, landing on the area covered by Yuan Shu's peach-pink bodice.
Perhaps because the kiss had been too intense, Yuan Shu's bodice had slipped down a bit.
The exposed snowy skin was dazzlingly white, with a deep, unfathomable cleavage in the middle.
Like a gathering bag wrapping heavy fruits, it trembled precariously, seemingly ready to burst open at any moment.
Leng Shuxue uncontrollably opened his mouth, wanting to say something but unable to speak. His eyes stared blankly at that spot.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, the bodice really did burst open.
An alluring sight appeared unreservedly before his eyes.
Leng Shuxue's eyes widened, and his face instantly flushed crimson.
Reason told him to look away, but his body was beyond his control.
Especially when Yuan Shu, seemingly stimulated by the sudden chill, shivered and hugged his neck tighter.
That enticing delicacy was delivered right in front of him.
"Fourth Senior Brother... Mmh."
Under the crabapple tree, the falling blossoms were beautiful, but the person was even more beautiful.
Scorching, burning kisses fell unreservedly, as if to swallow her whole.
Rumble.
The wheelchair rolled over the bluestone path.
Yuan Shu was carried by Leng Shuxue into the cave dwelling.
The peach-pink dress and the crescent-white robe had already fallen to the ground, overlapping each other.
The atmosphere reached the peak of passion.
Right at this moment, a shout rang out from outside the door.
"Fourth Senior Brother, something has happened at the Death Demon Forest! The Peak Master asked me to invite you over to discuss it!"
Outside the cave dwelling, the young disciple who came to deliver the message stood with an anxious look on his face, respectfully clasping his hands and speaking.
The sudden voice made the two people inside the cave stop their movements.
Leng Shuxue seemed to slowly regain his senses at this moment. He glanced at Yuan Shu, whom he had stripped bare and bullied until her face was flushed red, and his expression changed.
Embarrassment, apprehension, and guilt surged up all at once, appearing one by one on his otherworldly handsome face.
He opened his mouth, just about to say something, but Yuan Shu lowered her head and kissed his lips from above.
The familiar scent of pear blossoms drifted unhindered into his lips and teeth, effortlessly rekindling the flames that had just momentarily paused.
The arms Leng Shuxue used to hold Yuan Shu tightened slightly, bearing her unreserved kiss.
Outside the cave doors, the young disciple waited for a long time without a response. He frowned in confusion and couldn't help but raise his voice again.
"Fourth Senior Brother, the Peak Master is still waiting. Are you inside the cave dwelling?"
