Zhu Zhuqing felt a pang of jealousy seeing Ning Rongrong kiss Tang Yin so boldly, but she held her tongue—Ning Rongrong was her closest sister.
Tang Yin touched the spot Ning Rongrong had kissed and smiled wryly, then turned to Zhu Zhuqing. "Zhuqing, will you stay tonight?" he asked tentatively.
He moved beside her, pulling her into his embrace, breathing in her intoxicating scent.
"Don't... Teacher Ah Yin and the others are here," Zhu Zhuqing whispered shyly as Tang Yin's hand slid beneath her clothes.
"It's fine. They're busy cooking in the kitchen—they won't come out anytime soon. Right now, I want to savor my enchanting little kitten."
With that, Tang Yin kissed her snow-white neck.
"Mmm..." Zhu Zhuqing moaned softly, surrendering to his touch.
She blushed whenever he called her "kitten," yet she always yielded to him.
But thoughts of Ning Rongrong resurfaced. "Tang Yin, you and Rongrong... did you...?"
Though unspoken, Tang Yin understood.
Zhu Zhuqing had suspected before—she wasn't foolish, and Ning Rongrong often confided her feelings for Tang Yin. The recent exchange of the immortal treasure and Ning Rongrong's kiss had confirmed it. She already knew the answer.
"Whatever happens with anyone else, you'll always be unique to me—my favorite little kitten."
Tang Yin's kisses trailed down her neck to her chest, savoring her silken skin.
His words warmed Zhu Zhuqing's heart.
She lay back on the sofa, letting Tang Yin worship every inch of her body, his lips bringing waves of pleasure.
"Haa..." she gasped. "Tang Yin... I want to stay tonight. I've missed you."
Her cheeks flushed crimson.
"Good. Tonight, I'll help you cultivate thoroughly."
Cultivation was their code—a promise to plunge deep into her tunnel, thrusting relentlessly until she shattered in ecstasy.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, face burning.
"You two—!"
Ah Yin's voice cut through the air.
Zhu Zhuqing jolted upright to see Ah Yin—apron-clad—watching them from behind the sofa.
"T-Teacher Ah Yin, I—" Zhu Zhuqing stammered, glancing helplessly at Tang Yin.
Tang Yin pulled her close and declared, "Foster Mother, Zhuqing is my woman now."
"Zhuqing, is this true?" Ah Yin pressed.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded silently.
Ah Yin beamed and rushed to her side. "My son is truly blessed to have someone as exquisite as you! You must never hurt our Zhuqing—understand?"
She studied Zhu Zhuqing approvingly while chastising Tang Yin.
He agreed. Hurting this bewitching kitten was unthinkable—he'd only ever pleasure her with his thick rod until she screamed in rapture.
Ah Yin added, "You two talk privately. Dinner's almost ready—we'll eat together soon."
She returned to the kitchen, leaving them to resume.
Zhu Zhuqing smacked Tang Yin's arm. "This is your fault!"
He held her waist. "Isn't this better? Now that Foster Mother knows, you can come to my room openly tonight. No matter how loud you scream, no one will question it."
Zhu Zhuqing considered this—Ah Yin's approval meant their "cultivation" sessions could continue undisturbed.
Inside the Kitchen...
Liu Erlong noticed Ah Yin's radiant expression. "Sister Ah Yin, why so happy?"
"Tang Yin has claimed Zhuqing too. I'm thrilled for him!"
Liu Erlong gave her a puzzled look but quickly understood: Ah Yin played the role of proud foster mother. Yet Liu Erlong felt a twinge of bitterness—after all, she and Ah Yin had just exhausted themselves pleasuring Tang Yin, leaving her jaw sore. Now he was outside with a younger beauty.
The thought soured her mood.
Living Room
After a brief cuddle, Tang Yin left Zhu Zhuqing to rest and slipped into the kitchen. Spotting Liu Erlong's sulking expression, he crept behind her, gripping her hips.
"Is our Erlong jealous?" he murmured, his rough hands sliding over her pregnant belly.
"I am not," she denied, squirming. "S-stop... I'm cooking."
But Tang Yin's hardening rod pressed against her backside, making her pulse race.
"Your face says otherwise. But I'm glad—it means you care."
"Hmph. My heart has no room for a rogue like you," Liu Erlong lied.
Yet she shuddered as his pillar swelled against her—hotter and harder than earlier when she and Ah Yin had struggled to tame it.
Tang Yin ground against her, his erection scorching through her clothes. Liu Erlong glanced at Ah Yin, pleading silently.
Ah Yin eyed her foster son's monstrous shaft and shuddered at the memory of its girth. She focused on cooking, ignoring them.
Abandoned, Liu Erlong whimpered as Tang Yin's heat seared into her, his movements growing urgent.
"Erlong, your ass is so plump—has all our cultivation made it this perfect?"
He groaned. "So soft... and gripping my pillar so tightly—it feels incredible."
Liu Erlong bit her lip, stifling moans as his heat flooded her body.
SMACK!
Tang Yin spanked her ass sharply.
"Ahn!" Liu Erlong cried out at the sting.
"It hurts..." She turned, eyes smoldering.
Tang Yin seized her mouth in a searing kiss.
Living Room
Zhu Zhuqing grew curious at Tang Yin's prolonged absence but stayed put, meditating to reach Level 40 before their trip to Star Dou Forest.
Upstairs Room
A rainbow-hued Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda hovered before Ning Rongrong, bathed in golden light that smelled of tulips. Each pulse of radiance made the pagoda more resplendent.
After absorbing the immortal treasure, her spirit power had surged—
32... 33... 38!
Six levels!
Then she froze.
"One, two... nine? Nine layers? How—?"
Trembling, Ning Rongrong touched her evolved pagoda, tears of joy welling.
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