How difficult it must have been for Qin Feng to listen to Su Wu's soft murmurs. Eighty Electronic Books (txt02.com) A few seconds, half a minute, a minute… You said you wanted to kiss your brother, so why aren't you doing it? This kind-hearted brother of mine surely won't refuse—go ahead, be bold and do it! Another minute passed, yet Su Wu still hadn't moved. Qin, the young nobleman, began to regret. If only he had known she was so shy, he should have simply carried her straight to the bed, rolled the sheets, and turned her into a big sister—what could there be to be shy about? It was all her own doing, he was so anxious. He glanced at Su, whose cheeks were flushed, occasionally glancing up at him—this gesture repeated dozens of times, yet she still hadn't made up her mind. After taking a deep breath and encouraging herself again and again, she slowly puffed out her fresh, red lips and gently approached Qin Feng's face. Hey, that's really unfair! A brief, efficient kiss is one thing, but why does it have to be just on my side of the face? I specifically wanted a kiss that's mouth-to-mouth. This doesn't count. Su Wu only lightly brushed her lips against his face before quickly stepping back, her delicate cheeks now even rosier. Qin Feng had already prepared himself—whether this girl had more to say or not was beside the point. If she chose to simply rise and leave, then he was definitely not going to let her off easy. Su Wu stared at Qin Feng's face for a while, perhaps realizing that her initial brief kiss had fallen short. She then pouted again, slowly approaching him. This time, the other side of Qin's face received the same treatment. As he was about to growl in frustration, a soft, cool mouth gently covered his. The small mouth felt noticeably cooler than the one she had used when she had taken advantage of him on the plane. Su Wu practiced stretching her tongue out and slowly entering Qin Dashi's mouth. Suddenly, her movement came to a noticeable halt, and her eyes widened. Her delicate tongue, just entering, was firmly held by Qin Feng. How could someone in a state of meditation make such a move? It was clearly an act—only now did she realize she had been fooled. Qin Feng swept his arms and embraced Su's slender waist, gently lifting her off the ground with a slight twist, and carried her down onto the soft bed. "Mmm..." Su Wu found her chest area had been compromised. She was wearing a silk nightgown, a long-sleeved style, which provided ample room inside. With a smooth glide of his hands, Qin Feng easily entered her. Moreover, when she had changed into her nightgown, she had removed her undergarments, leaving her completely bare inside. Both peaks fell, and her mouth was also taken; she could only use both hands to tap at his back to express her displeasure. But to Qin Da, with his thick skin and sturdy frame, this form of tapping felt no different from a gentle tickle. Qin Feng didn't care at all—right now, his focus was solely on taking advantage. Indeed, not long after, deeply immersed in passion, Su Wu let go of her hands and draped them around his neck. A long, lingering kiss sent the young girl's face flushing so red it seemed she could drip with moisture. Qin Da chuckled, turning to the one now gasping softly and asking, "You came here secretly, didn't you? Surely you're here to thank me for saving your life and offer yourself to me as your partner?" "What a thing to say!" the young girl stammered, shyly. "You just admit it—don't you know, brother, that you're a genuinely kind and honorable man?" "He was absolutely firm, saying, 'Even if you've made up your mind to commit to me, I'll still make at least three choices, because I'm truly generous. First, I'll accept; second, I'll accept; third, I'll accept without hesitation. Little Dancer, which one would you like me to choose?'" The young girl lifted her chin, "Three choices? Are there really any differences between them? Hmph! You're nothing but a plain, unadventurous soul. Coming here was like a sheep entering a tiger's den—how could you suddenly make such a decision?" "Ha! Well, by now, you've already lost the chance to regret." Qin Feng continued to move his hands up and down, but even the perfectly elastic peaks of his shoulders no longer satisfied him. With his right hand, he smoothly slid downward, heading toward the garden sanctuary. "Wait—!" The young girl instinctively tightened her legs and clutched the hand that had been causing her discomfort. He chuckled softly and blew warm breath into her ear, saying, "You've come all this way, so you should have the spirit of dedication. Though you're a bit fiery and your looks aren't exactly outstanding, I'm still willing to make an effort and take you under my wing!" With that, his mouth covered hers again, kissing her like raindrops falling upon her snowy neck. Soon, once the collar of her sleep robe was unfastened, she seemed to sink like a mountain peak. Under his more intense advances, Su Wu's body began to tremble gently, and faint nasal sounds started to emerge—though intermittent, this was a significant improvement for her. She thought to herself that if Qin Feng hadn't arrived in time, she would surely have been ruined by that obnoxious Hargris. Rather than hand over her precious treasure, which she had cherished for twenty-two years, to someone else, she'd much prefer to give it to Qin Feng. Though he's usually playful and flirtatious, he's simply worlds apart from someone like Hargris. Gradually, she grew confused and disoriented, and without realizing it, was stripped bare by Qin Da's gentle, attentive hands. When she finally regained her composure, she found herself reduced to a delicate, barely hanging white lamb. Fearing, she closed her eyes and buried her head into the pillow. In the meantime, Qin Feng swiftly removed his own garments and, softly, murmured in her ear, "Little Wu, I want you to be my Qin Feng's woman!" "Hmm..." she softly hummed, and just as Qin Da was about to take things further, she suddenly opened her eyes, carefully asking, "Qin Feng, will you also teach me the Way of the Immortals, won't you?" "What?" He was taken aback. Indeed, at this moment, he was so overwhelmed that he had lost all capacity for thought. The girl pouted slightly, "Don't your female friends all learn the Way of the Immortals from you? Surely you don't intend to leave me out, do you?" "Impossible. I'm not someone who favors one over another. Relax." He gave a smug smile and said, "You'll become a cultivator soon—indeed, without even realizing it!" "Really? That's wonderful," the young girl replied, then closed her eyes again, looking as if ready to be taken as she pleased. He never lies about this matter. Then, what's the point in being polite? Just wait and see—you'll become a cultivator. With a solid stance, he pushed through the barrier and stepped into the warm embrace.