Ji Lingyue hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, “Actually… I think Master was the one who hurt her.” Lan Wu froze, and after realizing what she meant, she started pacing in agitated circles, like a dog chasing its own tail. “Your master, your master… now he’s even resorting to attacking fellow sect members?!” “Master was also injured…” “He deserved…
Sexual content warning. Many prominent figures were invited to Lan Ji’s engagement party, and the dress she’d painstakingly chosen was now out of the question, so in a rush, she slammed the gas pedal and sped straight to Meng Changge’s studio. After a quick makeover, she dashed into the dressing room. Ji Lingyue, freshly showered and dressed in a proper…
Sexual content warning. Meng Changge punched in the code and rushed into the apartment, escaping the scorching sun. She hurried to the kitchen, pulled out a cold drink from the refrigerator, and opened it with a pop before gulping it down in one go. After finishing, she sighed in relief, slowly walking out of the kitchen. As she glanced around,…
Ji Lingyue nodded, glancing at the disciples drying their clothes not far away. Guessing they were a team that had been out on a mission together, she said, “There are six rooms on the flying ship. I’ll take one, and my demon beast has another. You can divide the remaining four among yourselves. We’ll talk more tomorrow.” The others nodded…
For days, the rain poured relentlessly. Ji Lingyue rested lazily in Lan Wu’s embrace, their naked skin pressed together, still radiating a lingering warmth. She reached out and poked Lan Wu’s smooth cheek in a husky voice, “When we get back to Haochen Mountain, you’ll need to change your appearance. A mask won’t fool Master and the others.” Lan Wu…