Transmigrated Into The World Of An NTR Novel As The NTR Bastard

Moist air gently rolled in through the open activity room door, with some of them brushed against Su Yingxue’s hair, causing it to float around a little, making the breath taking girl even more beautiful than before.

And then, a teardrop fell silently from her eyes.

‘This girl, she came at the right time.’

Seeing the other girl, Gao Rongrong had intended to mock Su Yingxue outloud, however, any mockery that she had prepared couldn’t brush past her lips.

Gao Rongrong still harbored fear in her heart towards the icy sword wind unleashed by Su Yingxue, feeling afraid that the other girl would use it again, Gao Rongrong face turned red and white, and she climbed up hurriedly from the sofa, took a few steps around Su Yingxue, and ran away, all without fixing up her clothing.

It can’t be helped, she was really afraid of being killed by Su Yingxue…

Yet, Su Yingxue paid no mind to Gao Rongrong’s retreat.

Gracefully, she approached Lu Qingchuan, her every movement akin to a delicate dance.

Lu Qingchuan felt a pounding headache on the horizon, forcing a bitter smile to grace his countenance as he pleaded, “Su Yingxue, please believe me, nothing transpired between me and her earlier.”

A soft, moist smile graced Su Yingxue’s lips as she responded, her eyes shimmering with ethereal moisture. “I know. I merely wished to frighten her away.”

She was an enchanting girl.

Before, Lu Qingchuan hadn’t properly done any cultivation, so he couldn’t really know how powerful she really is, but after doing some training, upon seeing Su Yingxue, Lu Qingchuan finally sensed her current level.

… The Ninth level of Qi Refining, one step away from the Foundation Building realm.

Su Yingxue is really a beauty among beauties, and genius among geniuses.

Regarding the incident just now, there was an unexpected absence of coldness and anger that Lu Qingchuan would have expected in Su Yingxue’s eyes.

In Su Yingxue’s slightly dim eyes, reflected Lu Qingchuan’s delicate and gentle face, revealing a hint of bitterness and grievance in it.

“Did she force herself upon you?”

Su Yingxue’s voice resonated softly, her question hanging in the air.

Lu Qingchuan tilted his head, retracing the events that had unfolded from the beginning until the moment Su Yingxue burst into the room. Calmly, he replied, “No, not really.”

For a fleeting moment, Su Yingxue’s eyes locked with Lu Qingchuan’s, and without hesitation, she placed her hand upon his shoulder, gently guiding him onto the sofa. Ensuring no prying eyes witnessed their intimate exchange, she settled herself atop him, her arms encircling his neck.

“But you touched her.”

Lu Qingchuan embraced Su Yingxue’s slender waist gently, as if it were as delicate and fragile as a glass, as if he’s afraid of cracking it apart with the slightest. “She laid her hands on me first, but I couldn’t really fight back.”

“You now can cultivate too?” Su Yingxue’s voice sounded somewhat surprised.

Lu Qingchuan admitted, “Yes, yes I can.”

Su Yingxue smiled gently, as if a knot in her heart had suddenly unraveled.

“That’s great, with this, You can stay by my side forever.”

Before Lu Qingchuan could react to her words, Su Yingxue already changed her seating position.

Now, Su Yingxue lay sideways, with her cheeks resting on her hands, on Lu Qingchuan’s thighs. Her long black hair cascaded over her back, reaching her shoulder blades.

Between the curtain-like strands of hair, Su Yingxue’s clear eyes tilted upward slightly as she gazed at Lu Qingchuan, her lips curving into a faint smile.

“You spanked her earlier, so you should spank me too.”

Su Yingxue’s face revealed a coquettish shyness, as if afraid of being discovered by Lu Qingchuan. She quickly crossed her hands and rested them on her chin, closing her eyes and looking straight ahead.