Sexual content warning. Seeing that Lan Wu wasn’t moving, Ji Lingyue let out a few soft whimpers and decided to sit in her lap. Her long legs wrapped around Lan Wu’s waist, her feet pressing into the small of Lan Wu’s back. Lan Wu was trapped, unable to move, and soon began to sweat. Ji Lingyue pushed aside her disheveled…
After taking her medicine, Lan Wu carried Ji Lingyue’s bowl, returning to their room with light steps. She pushed the door open, only to find the bed empty. Looking around, she found the small cat curled up by the window, her ears drooping sadly. From behind, she looked like a soft, fluffy white ball. Lan Wu tiptoed closer and poked…
“You’re finally awake.” Lan Wu blinked, tilting her head from the rocking chair to look at the woman who had somehow appeared, sitting next to her with her chin propped on her hand. “Yao Zhu?” “Mhm.” The woman narrowed her eyes, her furry ears twitching. Leaning on the chair, she gossiped, “So, you and that little cultivator… are you really…
Sexual content warning. When faint footsteps sounded, Ji Lingyue’s eyes snapped open, and she instinctively reached for Lan Wu beside her. But the person outside seemed to be just passing by. Soon, the door of the room next door creaked open, and the footsteps faded away with the sound of the door closing. It didn’t take much thought to realize…
The fox demon narrowed her eyes, then, after a long pause, drawled, “I remember you, a disciple of Haochen Mountain.” She twirled her sword with a flourish, a teasing smile curving her lips. “Since we’re acquainted, little cultivator, why don’t you come closer, and we can reminisce about old times?” Looking into her bewitching eyes, Ji Lingyue felt her body…