While reading on phone Since Ling'er had little experience in kissing, she soon felt short of breath, her stiff limbs regaining sensation, her small hands pushing gently against his chest, and emitting stifled gasps. E-book (txt02.com) Qin Feng had to pause momentarily, yet his hands covering her rear and her budding mound refused to withdraw. Ling'er's ideal time for achieving youthful beauty was around age fourteen—exactly the age when a lily-like girl begins to mature. At that stage, her body was just beginning to develop, her chest taking shape, and her buttocks offering a particularly pleasant sensation. The girls in the family were generally tall and well-proportioned, which, accustomed to fuller busts and pronounced hips, made Qin Feng feel fresh and new when facing Ling'er. Ling'er's cheeks flushed, though she wasn't particularly skilled in matters of romance, she instinctively felt shy. She drew deep, breathy sighs, gave Qin Shao a slightly flirtatious glance, and huffed, "Big bad boy, are you satisfied now?" "Not at all. Just now I laid down my wager to concede—now it's your turn, hehe." He said with a bright smile. "Me? I don't want to come." Ling'er grew even more bashful; as she twirled her body, she realized her clothes had been touched by a hand. "Hey, hey! You've agreed to play by the rules—does it mean the young disciple of Tongling Sect is someone who dares to bet but refuses to admit defeat?" He used a classic tactic to push her. Ling'er was naturally childlike, and this very strategy was one of her weaknesses—when excited, she often forgot even the most important things, like being gently kissed. She huffed, "You're saying I'm afraid to bet and unwilling to accept the outcome? Big bad boy, you're simply too dismissive of me! Isn't it just a simple kiss? Then let's have it now!" While delighted, Qin Shao didn't forget to add, "You need to hold it just like I "Little sister, tilted her head slightly: 'Why can't a simple kiss on the face be enough?' 'Of course not,' he said seriously. 'Every time I've kissed your two elder sisters, it's always lasted over ten minutes. For you, I've been generous—just three minutes!' Ling seemed to sense she had been tricked, yet couldn't quite find evidence. She naively believed that a single kiss was equivalent to a proper kiss and had to last for a long time. She pouted, nodded, and slowly bestowed a gentle kiss. Wow, it's no wonder so many gentlemen-in-the-land adore young, lively girls—winning them over is so easy! Ling truly was a simple fool. She had done something that made Qin Shao absolutely delighted—she had copied his earlier actions, extending her tongue and intertwining it with his. He, on the other hand, was most enthusiastic. With his other hand, he immediately moved to another area and successfully slipped it inside Ling's clothes, completely claiming both little hills of her chest. More than a hundred kilometers away, the Master of Tongling was drenched in sweat, scanning the surroundings and asking, "Where have the two of them gone?" Lin Caivai shook her head and said, "Master, they've flown so fast that it's extremely difficult for us to catch up at our pace!" He Muqing agreed, "Indeed, and we're not even sure if we've gone in the right direction. Maybe we've been chasing the wrong path all along. In that case, continuing to pursue might be pointless. I think we should just wait for them to return on their own." The elder shook his head first, then asked, "You two, given your knowledge of Qin Feng, wouldn't you think he's really going to wager a kiss? Surely it's just a joke—Ling is still a child, after all!" In his heart, He Muqing thought: among our sister family, there are already at least three high school students, and Qin Feng has already been willing to make moves on each of them. Ling is actually older than most of them. She must have already been kissed by him now. The two women exchanged glances and then both shook their heads. The old master was completely disappointed, sighed, "It's like we're always on guard—day after day, night after night—yet in the end, we still can't hold on. My dear apprentice...!" "Er, er," Lin Beauty cleared her throat, gently suggesting, "I think this isn't such a bad thing after all. You can't keep seeing Ling as a child forever, can you? She has to grow up, and eventually face the kind of experiences adults go through!" Still, the Master of the Spirit Gate remained unconvinced and didn't feel any better after these words. To be honest, his little sister showed remarkable learning ability. During the second kiss, she naturally mastered the art of breathing—then maintained it for three minutes, followed by another three, and then another three. She pushed away Qin the young lord, who was still lingering, scolding, "You're such a bad boy! You've had your fill of my saliva, yet you're still not satisfied!" Qin smiled warmly, "You're no different—your expression just now was so delightful. Why not continue? After all, we're idle anyway. Let's do something while we're at it!" "What's wrong with us? Don't we need to go find Master and Sister?" Xiao Niu huffed. "Let them come find us!" "No... uh..." Only after the fourth prolonged kiss did Ling'er realize that in order to escape her current predicament, she first had to free herself from his grip. The "grip," of course, referred to the two sneaky hands pressing against her chest. After a vigorous struggle, she finally regained her freedom. Qin, looking slightly embarrassed, placed his hand under his nose and sniffed deeply, quite ungracious, saying, "Ling'er's fragrance is absolutely enchanting. If I don't get a chance to smell it again before going to sleep tonight, I'm afraid Feng will have trouble sleeping!" "That's your concern—how does it concern me?" Xiao Shishi kept straightening her disheveled outer robe while giving him a string of withering glares. Honestly, he really wanted to push Ling'er down right here and take things to the next level. Yes, that's exactly what he'd do. Just braved up the courage, hadn't even managed to take action yet, when several figures flew in from afar. Good heavens, is the Master of Tongling's nose particularly keen for dogs? You've come this swiftly! Of course, He Muqing and Lin Caiwei were there too—Qin's grand ambition of "taking over" had to be scrapped entirely. Truly tragic. The old man spotted his young disciple blushing furiously from afar, clearly having been caught in a romantic moment. Fortunately, her outer garment was neatly arranged; otherwise, she'd have had no choice but to fight Qin Feng to the death. "Lin, are you all right?" he asked with genuine concern. "Hmm," she nodded shyly, the memories of their kiss flooding back to her mind, though she would never voice them aloud. The Master of Tongling, being well-versed in such matters, immediately sensed that his disciple remained a virgin—this, he considered a fortunate stroke of luck, at least in the midst of all the misfortunes. From now on, he would have to remain vigilant, guarding against both fire and theft, and ensure Qin Feng never got a chance to approach Lin again. That's exactly The elder remained resolute, yet at that moment Qin Feng said, "Master, how about we visit your sect instead? Or, if your Tongling Sect has a large territory, why don't I build the LingMiao Sect right next to it—let's become neighbors? Would that be agreeable?" Puff! The elder immediately tumbled off his flying sword. Qin, not wanting to miss a chance to add emphasis, added, "So excited that he actually fell—this must surely mean he agrees."