Chapter 277: Late-Night Bedwarmer Hug Pillow, Disciple, Don't Look (3)
Warming his bed... She had never even considered doing something like that!
Even when she'd heard the term long ago, she'd never thought it could apply to her.
But now, she had no choice.
With these thoughts, she stiffly stepped into the tent.
The tent was large, with plenty of space inside.
But her gaze was instantly drawn to the soft-looking bed.
It was actually simple—just crawl in and pull the blanket over. That's it.
No complicated steps. Just knowing what "bed-warming" meant was enough.
Still, this mature Daoist lady moved like a novice.
She lifted the blanket and slowly crawled in.
Her movements were so hesitant, like she was summoning every ounce of courage—not smooth at all.
"Dao Master, could you please hurry up? Or do I have to help you myself?"
Su Qing whispered behind her.
At that, the Sect Master finally mustered her courage and lay on the soft bed, pulling the blanket over herself.
She turned her back to the entrance, as if shutting herself off from the world.
Su Qing and Ye Xueyi exchanged a glance—and both smiled.
"Dao Master, you look absolutely adorable being this clumsy."
Su Qing gave his honest opinion.
Watching her fumbling moves, it was easy to forget she was someone of such high status.
She looked more like a big sister who had never even dated before.
The Sect Master said nothing, like she was already asleep.
Her only thought was—get this over with quickly and leave.
That way, at least her disciple would be safe!
Warm up, warm up already!
She deliberately avoided thinking about whether Su Qing would take advantage of the situation.
Because if she did, she wasn't sure she could stay calm.
But this was no different from an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Just because she avoided thinking about it didn't mean it wouldn't happen.
Naturally, Su Qing lifted the blanket and crawled in.
As someone who planned ahead, he had chosen a bed that was both spacious and comfortable.
So of course, there was room for more than one person!
"You... what are you doing?"
The Sect Master felt a hand on her lower belly, and her voice trembled.
This kind of brazen touch—she just couldn't accept it!
"Don't be nervous. And there's no point asking something so silly."
"No matter what I want to do, you'll have to cooperate, won't you? So what's the use in asking?"
Su Qing smiled as he enjoyed the soft sensation under his palm.
As he spoke, he casually draped one leg over her plump, beautiful thigh.
That feeling—it was addictive.
The Sect Master's body tensed up, her breathing growing rapid.
It was like a normal person coming face to face with a tiger.
The tiger lays its paw on you, sniffs you softly—what would you feel in that moment? Easy to imagine.
But Su Qing acted like he didn't notice her tension.
He held this stiff, icy flower close, using her as his perfect body pillow.
And "perfect" wasn't an exaggeration.
She was so soft—*too* soft!
"Dao Master, you seem nervous. Don't be afraid, everything's fine."
"Let's just rest for the night. Tomorrow's problems can wait till tomorrow."
Su Qing whispered softly into her ear.
His eyes were filled with joy.
Compared to whipping her earlier today, this moment gave him a bigger sense of achievement.
Because... he could feel the slight tremble in her delicate body.
Clearly, she was nervous now.
And that reaction made him very, very satisfied.
"You said this was just warming the bed. What's the meaning of all this? Can't keep your word?"
The Sect Master asked, her voice low, disturbed by how close he was.
For years, she had always rested alone.
Or rather—very few people had ever been close to her.
But now, there was suddenly someone holding her from behind, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
It was a hard feeling to accept.
"Of course I'm keeping my word. But bed-warming here doesn't mean just for a moment—it's for the whole night."
"If you can't handle that, then I won't force you. I'll just call your disciple over."
As soon as Su Qing said that, he started to move his hand away.
But it was quickly pinned down.
"No need. I'll do it."
The Sect Master spoke with forced calm, trying to act unfazed.
What she was really thinking—only she knew.
"Master, I'm here."
Ye Xueyi's voice came from the entrance at just the right moment.
"Go. Leave now. Find your own place to rest."
The Sect Master's eyes flew open. Her voice was urgent.
She'd already gone this far—why was this silly girl coming in again?
"Master, I know you're nervous. Why pretend?"
"I want to go through this with you. Otherwise, how could I ever feel at peace?"
Ye Xueyi pulled out her tried-and-true reasoning.
As she spoke, she lifted the blanket and slipped inside, eyes filled with anticipation.
Sleeping with Master—this had never happened before.
So of course she was excited.
She lay down on Su Qing's other side, hugging him from behind.
Or rather, hugging both him *and* her master, with one hand resting on her master's hand.
In that moment, the Goddess's eyes sparkled with happiness.
What she was holding now were the two most important people in her life!
Her mood soared with joy.
And Su Qing, sandwiched in the middle like cheesy filling, was just as happy.
Softness in front and back—how could sleeping like this *not* be amazing?
Holding one on each side—and they were master and disciple, no less—the sense of achievement was unreal.
"Mmm..."
The Sect Master let out a muffled moan, barely audible but sharp in the darkness.
Her eyes were filled with coldness and disdain.
It was all because of the reaction from the boy behind her.
She could already feel his filthy thoughts through the response of his body.
"Dao Master, that's just a natural reaction. You can't really blame me for that."
"If it's like this, I won't be able to sleep. Could you help me out, maybe?"
"Same rules as always—totally voluntary. If you won't help, then I'll ask your disciple."
Su Qing said it very openly.
The Heavenly Dao Sect Master: "..."
She felt like he'd completely pinned her with this excuse.
"You've seen a lot, Dao Master. I'm sure you understand how these things between men and women go."
Su Qing spoke as he tapped her hand meaningfully.
The night fell into silence again.
A pale, trembling hand reached out from under the thin blanket.