Chapter 49 Guiding Senior Sister's Cultivation (Part Two)
"It seems mere words are useless; I must personally 'guide' Junior Sister." Xiao Ming's voice grew deeper, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, and the arm wrapped around Mo Qingzhu's waist tightened.
"Oh!" Mo Qingzhu exclaimed, pressing herself completely against Xiao Ming. She struggled symbolically for a moment before obediently nestling into Xiao Ming's embrace. A flicker of cunning triumph, and an even deeper longing, passed through her eyes.
Xiao Ming's wicked desires had already been ignited, so he wasn't one to waste words. He kissed her directly, his tongue domineeringly prying open her slightly bitten pearly teeth and roaming freely.
"Mm-hmm..." Mo Qingzhu whimpered, her hands naturally encircling Xiao Ming's neck. Her eyelashes trembled as she awkwardly yet actively began to passionately respond to Xiao Ming. Her wide, plain white gauze robe had slipped down at some point due to her movements, revealing two sections of jade-like, glowing forearms in the dim light.
Xiao Ming's large hand roamed restlessly across her back. Even through layers of clothing, he could feel her exquisite, graceful body and their gradually rising body temperature. His kisses slowly moved downwards, like burning brands, landing on her sensitive earlobe, slender neck, and delicate collarbone...
The wide outer robe completely slipped off. Each place Xiao Ming lingered caused Mo Qingzhu to tremble, her breathing becoming hotter and more rapid.
"Saint... Sir..." Mo Qingzhu tilted her head up, her gaze at Xiao Ming filled with passion and love. Her loose outer robe hung casually from her arms, creating an ultimate temptation of partial concealment. Xiao Ming's large hand slowly slid down her spine, while his other hand, like a nimble snake, effortlessly touched the smooth, delicate skin of her jade-like legs, coveted by countless men. Mo Qingzhu's entire body trembled slightly.
Xiao Ming chuckled softly, his actions growing bolder. This caused Mo Qingzhu's jade-like legs to involuntarily rub together slightly, attempting to resist the unsettling invasion.
"Junior Sister's legs... they are truly a peerless treasure!" Xiao Ming praised, without reservation.
Mo Qingzhu's passionate cheeks became even more alluring, her eyes misty and glazed over. She shyly turned her face away, not daring to meet Xiao Ming's gaze. After a while, under Xiao Ming's powerful assault, she finally couldn't help but let out seductive, imaginative moans.
Just as the two were about to begin their intense battle, Xiao Ming felt a respectful yet familiar voice transmit from his holy son token. He was slightly startled at first, then a smirk appeared on his lips after hearing the message. He looked at Mo Qingzhu, who was still in his arms, her face alluring and mischievous, and handed her the holy son token.
"Saint Sir, I apologize for the abrupt intrusion! I am Lu Ming, a Disciple of Qingtian Peak. May I ask if my Dao Companion, Junior Sister Mo Qingzhu, has come here?"
Mo Qingzhu, her face flushed with passion, heard the voice from the token. She first panicked slightly, then a surge of anger mixed with excitement rushed to her heart. She suppressed her hurried breathing, trying to make her voice sound steady and indifferent: "Lu Ming! Saint Sir is... is helping me refine Medicinal Pills. You must not disturb Saint Sir." After speaking, she threw the holy son token aside as if exhausted, no longer paying it any heed.
She then gave Xiao Ming, who was still moving and looking excited, a resentful glance, and began to passionately counterattack and respond. But a moment later...
"Mm-ah... Saint... don't... don't here... let's go to..." She spoke incoherently, sounding a little flustered, but her body was far more honest than her mouth. Her legs had unknowingly parted slightly, as if an unspoken invitation.
Xiao Ming felt her passion and pressed himself onto her...
(Three thousand words of amorous description omitted here...)
Meanwhile, outside Holy Son Peak, Lu Ming, the brocade-robed man who received Mo Qingzhu's message, praised in his heart: 'Saint Sir is actually refining Medicinal Pills for Qingzhu late at night. What a good person! What a good Saint! If everyone in the world were like Saint Sir and Brother Xiao Ming, how wonderful that would be!'
Then he loudly transmitted a message: "Alright, alright, Qingzhu, I will wait here and absolutely not disturb you! You can rest assured and act as Protector for Saint Sir. Later, I will definitely thank Saint Sir in person for his great kindness!" In his opinion, the Saint's willingness to go to such lengths for his Dao Companion was an enormous favor. As for whether the two intensely engaged within Holy Son Peak could hear this message, that was another matter entirely.
On Holy Son Peak, the battle between the two intensified. Mo Qingzhu had changed positions countless times. Her eyes, as she looked at Xiao Ming, were filled with boundless adoration, love, and passion...