ALL NOVEL Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Little Thief, Don't Disappoint Me!
Su Chen sat back lazily, a domineering smirk on his face as he beckoned Chu Yanran with a slight wave of his hand.
Obediently, Chu Yanran approached, helping him remove his outer robes before starting a gentle massage with her delicate hands.
"Comfortable," Su Chen murmured, closing his eyes in satisfaction.
Chu Yanran's lips curved into a soft, enchanting smile. Her movements were deliberate and tender, her every gesture exuding a captivating charm. She stood gracefully, her flawless figure outlined by her flowing dress, presenting a visual feast of alluring curves.
Su Chen's throat moved as he swallowed hard, his desire clearly reflected in his gaze. "Yanran…" he whispered hoarsely.
Chu Yanran's smile deepened. Looping her slender arms around Su Chen's neck, she leaned close, her breath tickling his ear. "Husband, are you satisfied?" she teased softly.
"Very," Su Chen replied, his voice husky. His arms encircled her slender waist, pulling her closer, his intentions unmistakable.
The rest of the scene, suffice it to say, delves into realms not suitable for innocent eyes.
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"Shameless!"
In the "Ding" private room, Lan Xiaoyou's cheeks burned as she glanced at the light screen displaying the explicit scene. Turning her face away, she muttered a string of complaints, her delicate features tinted with embarrassment.
Though she appeared lively and carefree, when it came to matters between men and women, she was utterly inexperienced—a pure, untouched lily.
Despite her anger and disdain at the brazen intimacy between Su Chen and Chu Yanran, she couldn't suppress her curiosity. Before she realized it, she was stealing glances from the corner of her eye, unable to resist peeking at the unfolding drama.
Her confusion only grew. Are all men this wild and domineering?
Lan Xiaoyou shook her head vigorously. No, I must stop watching, or I'll lose myself!
Resolutely, she forced her gaze away, attempting to suppress the chaotic thoughts stirring in her mind.
In stark contrast to Lan Xiaoyou's bashful reactions, Mu Yuqing observed with an amused and intrigued expression.
"Interesting," she murmured, her lips curving into a teasing smile. "I didn't expect this little thief to be so… vigorous. If we were to dual cultivate, I wonder…"
As she watched Su Chen dominate the scene, leaving Chu Yanran utterly defeated, Mu Yuqing felt a peculiar heat rise within her. Her heartbeat quickened, her breathing grew uneven, and her usually composed demeanor betrayed a subtle flush.
Her figure was a striking blend of elegance and seduction. Dressed in a black gauzy gown, her hourglass curves were accentuated to perfection, and the gentle glow of her alabaster skin lent her an ethereal beauty. Her tall, graceful frame and icy temperament made her seem untouchable—like a goddess descended from the heavens.
Yet beneath her cold exterior, her thoughts were anything but detached.
What should I do? she wondered, conflicted.
The Heavenly Demon Sect, her home and responsibility, faced an unprecedented crisis. Rivals from various sects had allied, their collective goal to obliterate her sect from the map.
The solution lay before her: dual cultivation with the Heaven's Chosen Son, Su Chen. By absorbing his immense fortune and destiny, she could ascend to the legendary Emperor Realm. Not only would she safeguard her sect from annihilation, but she could also elevate it to become the pinnacle of power on the continent.
However, the price of such salvation weighed heavily on her.
Like Lan Xiaoyou, Mu Yuqing had guarded her purity her entire life. To consummate with Su Chen would mean forfeiting her untouchable status forever.
After a moment of intense contemplation, she clenched her jaw. 'So be it. If it means saving the sect, I'll let this little thief benefit!'
Her decision made, Mu Yuqing's composure wavered. Her cheeks turned a delicate shade of red, her heartbeat drumming like a war drum.
"Xiaoyou," she called, her voice calm yet carrying a trace of urgency.
"Yes, Master?" Lan Xiaoyou approached, puzzled by her master's summons.
Mu Yuqing leaned closer, whispering instructions in her ear.
Lan Xiaoyou's eyes widened as her face turned crimson. "Master, this…"
"Remember," Mu Yuqing interrupted firmly, "everything must be handled discreetly. Once the task is done, we'll return to the sect immediately."
Lan Xiaoyou hesitated briefly but then nodded resolutely. "Understood, Master. I won't fail you."
Without further delay, she exited the private room, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotion.
Watching her disciple leave, Mu Yuqing let out a slow breath, her lips curling into a faint, sly smile. "Little thief, don't disappoint me."
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Back in Su Chen's room, Chu Yanran lay sprawled across the bed, utterly drained. Her disheveled attire and the lingering marks on her skin bore testament to her earlier ordeal. She seemed as if she had been thoroughly ravished, her delicate figure exuding an allure that was impossible to resist.
Su Chen leaned against the bedpost, his lips curling into a playful smirk. "Yanran, you're quite the treasure," he teased, his tone dripping with amusement.
Chu Yanran's flushed face turned slightly, her soft gaze locking onto Su Chen's. Her watery eyes carried both embarrassment and affection.
"Don't think you've completely won me over," she retorted, though her voice lacked conviction.
Chuckling, Su Chen leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. "Rest now. You've earned it."
Little did Su Chen know, forces beyond his comprehension were already scheming against him. A storm was brewing, and his so-called "blissful days" were numbered.
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