It was not until a little past three in the morning that they finally stopped.
Zhao Xue fell into a deep sleep, exhausted and spent.
However, Liu Sanming was full of energy and vigor, so he sat cross-legged on the folding bed and started practicing the Joyful Divine Skill.
With the fusion of Zhao Xue's Pure Yin Qi, the rampant Primordial Yang Qi within him had calmed down, and at the intersection of Yin and Yang, a change occurred in his dantian.
Liu Sanming viewed inwardly and saw a Taichi pattern of black and white energies rotating at his dantian.
"I didn't expect it to be so quick... I've reached the second level of the Joyful Divine Skill, the Tai Chi Flow!"
The Joyful Divine Skill has a total of nine levels.
If one can overcome all obstacles and step into the ninth level, they would be akin to an immortal figure.
Even at the second level, it possessed powerful attacking capabilities and healing effects.
With a thought, a faint white gas wound around Liu Sanming's left fingertips.
This aura was True Yang Qi, capable of healing people.
Meanwhile, a faint black gas appeared on his right fingertips.
This black gas was Yin Sha, capable of killing people.
With these black and white energies, Liu Sanming would have greater support in his struggles in the city.
Seeing Zhao Xue looking exhausted beside him, he gently placed his left hand on her body.
A stream of white energy instantly flowed into her.
Liu Sanming heard Zhao Xue hum lightly in her sleep, then she changed to a more comfortable position and continued sleeping.
"This way, her constitution can keep improving, so it's my kind of compensation,"
Liu Sanming consoled himself.
Having not yet seen his cousin in the city, he found himself involved with Zhao Xue instead.
Such an unexpected turn always left Liu Sanming feeling somewhat guilty towards his cousin.
Tomorrow, he'll visit the hospital to see if he can use the Joyful Divine Skill to help his cousin with treatment.
In the blink of an eye, it was daylight.
Zhao Xue slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to find Liu Sanming not on the folding bed.
Hurriedly, she got up and dressed.
Only then did she notice the many red kiss marks and bruises left on her body from last night's passion.
Unable to resist recalling the wild and sensual scenes from last night, her legs instinctively squeezed tighter.
Though she expected to be worn out, Zhao Xue found herself feeling refreshed and clear after the night's sleep.
Could this be what they say in books about men nourishing women?
Beautiful women, healthy women, are nurtured by men?
Nurtured...
At the thought of this word, Zhao Xue's mind wandered again.
Liu Sanming's stick was too big, almost a giant object, but she really liked it.
After tidying up, Zhao Xue stepped outside and found Liu Sanming had already gotten up and was cleaning the yard.
Brother Li was supposed to guard the place, but he wasn't diligent, leaving the yard messy.
After Liu Sanming's cleaning, it was much tidier and cleaner.
Zhao Xue couldn't help but like Liu Sanming a bit more.
A hard-working man, who wouldn't like that?
"Good morning, sis,"
Liu Sanming said awkwardly.
"Mm, are you hungry? Why did you get up so early, aren't you tired..."
As Zhao Xue asked, her face flushed red.
Having gone several rounds, she felt like a hungry wolf, never filled.
"A bit, what should we eat?"
Seeing there were no cooking utensils around, Liu Sanming asked.
"There's a breakfast shop nearby, let's have tofu pudding and fried dough sticks. After eating, I'll take you to visit the hospital, and then we can check out the Feifan Great World next door, buy some clothes and daily necessities."
Zhao Xue already had the plan in mind.
"Alright, thank you, sis,"
Liu Sanming smiled.
About twenty minutes later, Brother Li arrived.
After chatting briefly with him, Zhao Xue left with Liu Sanming.
Brother Li watched her swaying hips and couldn't help but lick his lips.
Returning inside, he noticed what seemed to be a lot of curled short hair on the floor, leading his imagination to wander.
...
At the breakfast shop, Liu Sanming noticed that Zhao Xue ordered him four tea eggs.
He felt warmth in his heart and really wanted to say, "Sis, you're playing with fire."
Just stepping out, seeing her in tight jeans hugging her sexy waist and hips, and those straight legs, his stick had already started to react.
With a slight bite of his tongue, Liu Sanming forced himself not to think nonsense.
Zhao Xue, however, showed no signs of discomfort.
After they ate and paid, they boarded the bus headed for the hospital.
The bus was crowded during the morning rush hour, with mostly elderly hitchhikers and some young professionals, crammed with little space.
Pretty as she was, Zhao Xue stood by the window upon entering.
To prevent anyone from taking advantage, Liu Sanming stood in front of her.
But as more people crowded in, he was squashed against Zhao Xue.
Watching her pretty flushed face and white neck turn red,
"Sis, it's too crowded, don't blame me,"
Liu Sanming said awkwardly.
"Blame you for what... I don't mind you,"
Zhao Xue softly breathed out, her eyes misty.
Seeing this, Liu Sanming couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
It seemed he had completely won her over last night, and she even developed a little liking for him.
Zhao Xue adjusted her posture, pressing her round, firm hips against Liu Sanming below.
It could be the motion of the bus or Zhao Xue's teasing, but her hips kept moving gently.
Initially, Liu Sanming didn't think much of it, since it wasn't ideal to engage in too intimate actions on a crowded bus.
But after repeated movements, he began to struggle holding back.
Secretly, he pinched Zhao Xue on the buttocks.
Seeing no reaction from her, Liu Sanming grew bolder.
His big hand squeezed her hips more firmly, sliding across her pants and inching closer between her thighs.
Zhao Xue tensed noticeably, her body taut.
But Liu Sanming's fingers had already slipped between her thighs, weaving through the seams, this clandestine encounter making him highly addicted.
Seconds later, Zhao Xue began responding too, slyly twisting her lower body, her hip muscles clamping around Liu Sanming's hand, her throat emitting faint sounds.
Fortunately, the bus was packed with people, and nearby a few elderly ladies were loudly chatting about collecting eggs.
Otherwise, they might have drawn some eyes.
Stealing touches all the way, twenty minutes later, the bus arrived at the hospital, and Zhao Xue turned back to give Liu Sanming a playful glare.
"Let's go, you little rascal."
"Hehe... thank you for taking care of me, sis,"
Liu Sanming chuckled sheepishly.
Just stepping off, he felt embarrassed, as below hadn't calmed down, the tent too conspicuously pitched.
With people bustling around, if noticed, he would be mortified.
Zhao Xue obviously noticed his predicament, her pretty face blushing even more adorably.
"Why are you so energetic... was the alley really your first time?"
Liu Sanming smiled wryly and nodded, "Yeah, really the first time..."
Hearing this, Zhao Xue couldn't help but laugh.
So it turned out that yesterday's alley encounter was the first time both experienced human pleasure together.
Inside, Zhao Xue grew fonder of Liu Sanming, their mutual first times shared with each other.
"You can't hold it in like this, I heard that it's not good for the prostate. There's a public restroom ahead, let's go in, and I'll secretly help you relieve it."
"This..."
Liu Sanming was taken aback, but before he could refuse, Zhao Xue had already grabbed his hand and quickened her pace.