"Phew~"
The sun was already high enough to warm his ass. Ling Shuo descended from the second floor in a bathrobe, his sculpted chest exposed. He felt utterly refreshed—his steps light and floating from satisfaction.
Lady Eliza was still trembling, her fat ass quivering as she lay sprawled in the bathtub, savoring the afterglow of her orgasms. The young master had thoroughly ravaged both mother and daughter first thing in the morning and still wasn't sated—the bulge between his legs under the robe looked ready for another round at any moment. He was a humanoid stud through and through.
"Finally coming down." Yuyi stretched languidly, the exposed curves beneath her clothes making Ling Shuo's mouth go dry.
"Linda finished breakfast and said she wanted to sleep more. She's napping in my bedroom now." The teal-haired beauty dangled her silk-stockinged feet, propping her proud long legs on the dining table. Her purple eyes shot seductive waves at the man.
"Why your bedroom?" Ling Shuo didn't quite follow.
"Hmph. If she went back to hers, some little pervert would probably pounce on her again." Yuyi toyed with her manicured nails, her sultry eye shadow making those peach-blossom eyes even more bewitching.
"I'm not that lacking in self-control." Ling Shuo scratched his head helplessly. When it came to sex, he always prioritized not harming his lovers' bodies—if Linda wanted rest, he certainly wouldn't force her.
"That's debatable~ Didn't our little young master just chase off a girl in a huff?" Yuyi's words startled him.
"You mean Lingling…" Ling Shuo quickly scanned the room—no sign of the busty dragon girl's stunning figure.
Was she really that angry? Had she actually run away from home?
"She stormed out without even eating breakfast. I couldn't stop her~" The teal-haired beauty lowered her legs from the table, propped her cheeks in her hands, and stared straight at Ling Shuo—her eyes unreadable.
"Shit…" Only now did Ling Shuo regret it.
Putting aside the genuine affection he felt for Ying Lingling—in some ways, they were even closer than he was with his official girlfriend Xiao Qian'er—the young sect master truly cared for the little dragon mother deep down.
Most importantly: her identity.
At the academy, her student status provided cover. But if she got careless in the imperial capital and was exposed…
"I need to find Ying Lingling and apologize." Panicking, the man hurriedly pulled clothes from his storage ring and threw them on.
"Want me to come along~? After all, big sister seems to be… your maid too." The beauty traced circles on the wooden table with her slender finger, producing a soft *shh shh shh*… She looked oddly intrigued by the situation.
"Pass… I can't order you around anyway, big sis." Ling Shuo pouted. This peerlessly seductive woman was completely beyond his control—though she was undeniably a feast for the eyes…
"Eliza and Linda are both sleeping. Just watch over them for me, Sis Yuyi."
"Fine~ So I'm not a maid… I'm a babysitter." Yuyi's smile was both enchanting and dangerous.
"Those two little cats—though I don't dislike them—let me remind you: don't treat that mother-daughter pair as mere pitiful slaves you picked up…" The beauty's words left Ling Shuo puzzled.
"What do you mean?"
"Their bodies have undergone some… interesting changes lately. Hehe~"
"When the time comes, that will be the real trouble." The beauty stood, a faint smile on her lips.
"Now go find Ying Lingling. Leave this place to me." Before Ling Shuo could react, Yuyi suddenly closed the distance—her soft, massive breasts pressing against his chest.
"Safe travels, my… master~" The teal-haired beauty's allure rivaled Ling Ruobing's. Her sweet panting carried a wild, waiting-to-be-conquered ferocity—an unprecedented thrill that made Ling Shuo harden again. It also reminded the young sect master that, both physically and mentally, he was no match for Yuyi.
"G-gotta go…" Ling Shuo reluctantly left the scorching beauty in his arms—no choice but to depart for now.
"Wait~ I wasn't finished~" Yet Yuyi's slender fingers still clung to him, playfully tugging his sleeve like a little girl.
"Isn't a goodbye kiss the least you can do?" The tall, breathtaking beauty gently closed her almond eyes, pursing her soft, cherry-pink lips into a seductive pout—and took the initiative to kiss Ling Shuo.
"Mmph?" The suddenly kissed young sect master froze in shock. His body stiffened instinctively, yet his hands unconsciously climbed to the full melons beneath her chest binder.
"So soft…" Shape and feel were perfect—his blank mind could only register that unforgettable sensation.
"Ah~" The shy yet erotic moan sent Ling Shuo's blood boiling. What was this—Yuyi actually making sounds like that…
The feedback from his palms evaporated his reason. He wanted more.
"Chuu~ Little Shuo~"
Her kissing technique was surprisingly inexperienced, so Ling Shuo easily took control—tasting that soft, fragrant tongue.
His hands grew bolder, slowly caressing the inside of her thighs, tracing her sensual wasp waist, attempting to slip beneath her crop top into that fragrant secret realm.
"Ah~ Mnmm~ Where do you think you're touching, little pervert~?" Yet the beauty stopped him there. Her seductive eyes half-lidded in coquettish rebuke, she gently nipped his upper lip.
*Zap!*
"Aah!!" A tingling sting shot through his fingertips.
"Sis Yuyi! I-I'm sorry!" The electrocuted Ling Shuo grimaced. Though raised on all manner of miraculous pills and highly resistant to lightning, Yuyi's teal current was no joke—not injurious, but enough to teach him a lesson.
"Go on~ I'll forgive you this time."
Though played for a fool, the smiling beauty wasn't someone Ling Shuo could bring himself to dislike—in fact, it added a peculiar thrill…
"Then… see you later, Sis Yuyi."
The disheveled young sect master tidied himself briefly and slipped out the door without looking back.
…
The living room held only the graceful, sensual teal-haired beauty—gazing at his retreating figure through the window, eyes shimmering.
"Ling Ruobing~ If this little pervert really gets stolen by me… what expression will you make~?" The demonic cultivator—every bit as stunning as the Ling Jue immortal—lightly touched her lips with a pleased smile. Then, fingers dancing like willow branches, she traced the faint marks Ling Shuo's possessive grip had left on her breasts…
"Phew…" Finally escaped from Yuyi's embrace. As he calmed down and strolled the streets, Ling Shuo kept replaying the sensation.
What exactly was that woman after?
The young sect master didn't understand. To figure it out, he'd have to return to Ling Peak and ask his dear mother, Ling Ruobing.
For now, the priority was finding the runaway Ying Lingling.
"Sigh… I shouldn't have teased her in the bathroom." Ling Shuo knew he'd gotten carried away and upset her.
But how exactly should he apologize?
With these thoughts, the young sect master followed the faint spiritual trace the dragon girl left behind, wandering the streets and alleys of Wuque City.
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