134: Chapter 134 Oral administration…and heartfelt acceptance…

Pushing open the courtyard gate and passing through the quiet patio... Zhou Qingzi did not lead Qin Feng into the main hall; instead, she led him through several winding turns, sneaking into a bedroom decorated in a feminine style and filled with the scent of rouge and powder, as if they were thieves.

"Click."

Zhou Qingzi bolted the door shut behind her, let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her ample chest.

"You're acting so sneakily, it's like we're stealing something."

Qin Feng sat straddled on a round stool beside the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked around with great interest. "The Spiritual Qi in this courtyard is quite abundant. Do you live here alone?"

"No... no, it's not."

Zhou Qingzi twisted the corner of her clothes nervously and explained in a low voice, "This courtyard... is where I live with Gou Changgen. Coming to my own room to talk avoids the trouble of him or others seeing us."

"Gou Changgen?"

Hearing this, the playful look in Qin Feng's eyes deepened; he swirled the teacup in his hand and asked with a half-smile, "Are you Dao Companions? Why do you live together?"

"No, we are not!"

Zhou Qingzi looked up in a hurry, as if she had received some great insult, desperately trying to distance herself as if afraid of being misunderstood as a loose woman.

"Does that trash even deserve to touch me?! He has indeed been pursuing me, but I have never agreed to it!"

Whether intentional or not, a flash of disgust crossed Zhou Qingzi's eyes, but she then continued righteously, "It's just that surviving in the Outer Sect is not easy, and there are a large number of Sect task quotas every month. As a weak woman, I always need someone to help me do some hard labor occasionally, or help me pay some Spirit Stones or resources... so, it has just been ambiguous like this..."

"Oh, I see. A simp plus free labor."

Qin Feng nodded in sudden realization and smiled in agreement.

He naturally understood that this was the most realistic rule and Law of survival in the Hehuan Sect Outer Sect—catch whoever you can.

Female Disciples rely on a bit of beauty to string along some honest men who have no background and are blind, squeezing out their remaining value; it is simply a common practice in the Sect.

One can only say that Gou Changgen is truly damn miserable.

As the two chatted, Qin Feng put down his teacup and slowly stood up from the round stool.

He strode forward with his long legs, pressing step by step, forcing Zhou Qingzi into the corner.

Seeing that she not only had no hostility but even slightly raised her head, her eyes filled with anticipation and trembling, Qin Feng tentatively reached out his large palm and grabbed her soft, boneless, fair wrist.

"Ying..."

With her wrist held by that large hand full of overbearing power, Zhou Qingzi's body went limp, and an indescribable sense of trembling suddenly arose.

Qin Feng lowered his head, bringing his aggressive masculine aura close to her face.

His thin lips brushed against her burning cheek, and he whispered in her ear with a low, seductive voice, "Miss Zhou, since you lack protection in this man-eating Outer Sect..."

"What kind of future do you have with Gou Changgen, a piece of trash at merely Qi Refining Level 7? Can he protect you? What resources can he give you?"

"How about... you work with me!"

Zhou Qingzi's mind roared instantly.

The fear, humiliation, and submission of being completely crushed by the water pool erupted like a volcano at this moment, completely devouring her reason.

In an instant, her breathing became rapid like a fish lacking oxygen, and her heart beat wildly in her chest.

"Okay... I'll go make the bed..."

The absent-minded Zhou Qingzi blurted out almost instinctively.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she shuddered violently, realizing she had answered wrongly, and that she had even appeared too impatient and too shameless.

"No... I didn't mean that, I mean..."

Zhou Qingzi blushed with shame and tried to break free from Qin Feng's restraint to explain.

"Make what bed? Isn't it fine to talk here?"

However, Qin Feng did not give her any chance to break free or explain.

He lowered his head and arrogantly and overbearingly pressed his lips onto those luscious red lips!

"Mmph—!"

Zhou Qingzi's eyes widened suddenly, and a muffled groan escaped her throat.

"Crash—!"

The teapot and cups on the table smashed hard onto the floor, making a crisp and harsh shattering sound.

This huge commotion seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet courtyard.

Just a few breaths later, "tap, tap, tap..." a series of hurried footsteps came from the courtyard and stopped directly outside Zhou Qingzi's bedroom door.

Immediately after, Gou Changgen's voice, filled with concern and anxiety, came through the thin door panel, clearly and distinctly!

"Junior Sister Zhou, what's wrong?"

Gou Changgen slapped the door hard twice, his voice filled with a trace of panic as he asked, "What are you doing inside? I heard something break. Are you hurt? Open the door and let me see!"

Outside the door was the deeply affectionate and anxious simp Senior Brother.

This thin door panel seemed to isolate the whole world into two absurd extremes.

Hearing Gou Changgen's voice outside, Zhou Qingzi's face instantly turned pale as paper.

After a long while, she bit her red lips and replied in a low voice, "No... didn't... didn't do anything..."

"I accidentally... knocked... knocked the things on the table over... pricked... ah~... accidentally pricked my hand!"

An hour later.

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the layers of pavilions in the Hehuan Sect Outer Sect with a dim, yellow afterglow.

Qin Feng walked out of Zhou Qingzi's courtyard leisurely, his steps light and his spirit refreshed.

As for how Gou Changgen stomped his feet in anxiety outside the door, how he was anxious across the door panel, and finally left like a dog... he couldn't be bothered to recall it at all...

He didn't care about the aftermath after having his fun, just pulling out after enjoying himself, focusing on keeping his thoughts clear.

When he slowly walked back along the mountain path to his own "product"-shaped courtyard, it was already completely dark.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, the courtyard was quiet.

The cold pressure belonging to a Qi Refining Level 9 expert in the air had long since dissipated without a trace.

Obviously, Mu Wanqing had already left.

"Hoo—"

Qin Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and bolted the courtyard gate shut behind him.

Before he could walk toward the main room, the door creaked open from the inside.

"Master, you're back?"

Mu Siyao was wearing a thin, crimson gauze dress, stepping with small, delicate steps, like a well-behaved kitten that had smelled something fishy, walking out to welcome him with a face full of joy.

She walked obediently to his side, her pair of soft, boneless jade hands skillfully resting on Qin Feng's shoulders, gently serving him by helping him remove his outer garment, which was stained with a little dust.

"Hmm."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, taking the opportunity to reach out his large hand to hold her slender waist that could be held in one hand, and asked casually, "Where is your sister? She didn't suspect anything, did she?"

"Sister went back. Are you that afraid of her?"

Mu Siyao hung the outer garment properly on the wooden rack to the side, and then leaned softly and bonelessly into Qin Feng's arms.

She raised her charming and moving face, her peach-blossom eyes filled with a coquettish look as if asking for credit, and said delicately, "I didn't say anything, I was very obedient..."

"Really that obedient?"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, his rough fingertips gently stroking her smooth chin.

"Hmm, very obedient."

Mu Siyao did not dodge, but instead rubbed her cheek against his palm like a little beast.

Immediately after, as if performing a magic trick, her right hand gently wiped across the Storage Pouch at her waist.

"Clatter—"

A bulging, exquisite money bag exuding a rich Spiritual Qi fluctuation was stuffed directly into Qin Feng's large hand.

"I also borrowed three hundred Spirit Stones from my sister. Let's spend them together."

Mu Siyao smiled shyly and innocently, her eyes flashing with obsequiousness and dependence.

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and gently and actively offered her luscious red lips, "Mmph—"