Since childhood, whether in cultivation talent, appearance, or family background, she had always been among the best—even top-tier—among her peers in the Mysterious Continent. This had given her a pride of her own, a pride no one could tarnish.
But Li Ye's betrayal now made her feel a deep sense of defeat, along with a helpless powerlessness.
Memories of every moment spent with Li Ye flashed through her mind, along with every oath he had ever spoken. Now, against the bloody reality, they all seemed so laughable, so feeble and empty.
She had believed that her bond with Li Ye was as solid as stone, unbreakable as gold. But reality had slapped her hard across the face. At the same time, she couldn't help but wonder—what kind of woman could possibly steal Li Ye away from her?
Chu Qingyi leaned against the wall, taking one heavy step after another toward that side chamber. Each footfall felt like a thousand-pound boulder crashing against her heart. She knew all too well that the scene awaiting her would pierce her like a knife, yet she couldn't bear to simply turn and walk away. She refused to give up without seeing it for herself.
"How do you want me to reward you… you little enchantress…"
Li Ye's panting voice drifted from the room, accompanied by rustling sounds.
"Mmm… I want… I want Little Ye to do it seven times tonight… mmm…"
Following that came a woman's provocative moan.
Chu Qingyi's eyes welled up once more. The tears she had been holding back could no longer be contained, spilling over like broken strings of pearls, sliding down her cheeks and shattering on the floor with soft patters.
She watched as her husband passionately kissed another woman, his restless hands tearing at her clothes, his lips trailing from her cheeks to her tender mouth, her collarbone, and down to her soft breasts.
"Seven times in one night… Yao Yao, are you trying to drain me dry?" Li Ye placed Xu Ruanyao on the bed, quickly stripped himself bare, and then pounced on her, yanking off her dress and undergarments.
In an instant, the two were naked, lost in the depths of passion.
"Mmm… Little Ye always… makes me feel so good… tonight… it has to be seven times… mmm… ah…" Xu Ruanyao pouted, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes hazy with desire, a picture of unrestrained lust.
"You little enchantress… I just can't get enough of you…" Li Ye nibbled roughly at her collarbone—her most sensitive spot, where even the slightest touch would make her wet.
Sure enough, as his hand slid downward, her honeyed entrance was already flooded like a bursting dam, the slickness even reaching her inner thighs. His palm came away soaked.
"Ah… you brute!" Xu Ruanyao's eyes were seductive slits as her delicate foot playfully brushed against Li Ye's already swollen member.
Since experiencing each other for the first time, the two had discovered a new world they couldn't get enough of, becoming utterly immersed in the pleasures of intimacy. They indulged almost nightly in passionate encounters, reaching a point where revelry seemed to fill every evening.
This was why Li Ye returned home less and less frequently. The excuse of being busy with duties at the Ministry of Justice was merely a pretense; the truth was his lingering attachment to love and desire.
More importantly, he feared that if he went home, the perceptive Chu Qingyi might notice something amiss. Thus, he chose to stay overnight here every night, sharing both bed and life with Xu Ruanyao.
Their proficiency in the art of love had also evolved from initial clumsiness to a now somewhat effective skill. They had come to understand each other's sensitive spots thoroughly, and during foreplay, they spared no effort in stirring each other's desires, preparing for deeper intimacy.
After countless encounters, Xu Ruanyao had fully embraced her nature. Her sensitive body ignited almost at the slightest touch, and every kiss and caress from Li Ye left her unable to control her passions, her lower body growing restless and slick with desire.
It must be said that, purely in terms of sexual desire, her needs were no less than those of her mother, Ruan Ruan—perhaps even surpassing them.
"So wet... you little temptress... have you been wanting this for a while... hmm?" Li Ye's large mouth moved to her soft breasts. After licking and nibbling for a while, he took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.
"I... I just get wet whenever I see Brother Xiaoye... hmm..." Xu Ruan Yao moaned in pleasure, her hands pressing his head down as her shapely legs wrapped around his waist. She squirmed restlessly, unable to hold back.
Outside the window, Chu Qingyi, hidden from sight, witnessed their lewd act in its entirety. A deep despair threatened to swallow her whole.
In her heart, Li Ye had always been a refined, gentle, and elegant man. Yet, with the woman called Yaoyao, he was full of vulgar talk, like a bull in heat.
What filled her with even greater despair was that, watching her own husband being intimate with another woman, she felt an inexplicable thrill—a faint desire stirring between her legs.
"You little slut... I've noticed you've been getting... wilder lately... almost as much as your... mother..." As he spoke, Li Ye's mouth shifted position again, his inexperienced tongue sliding back and forth between her labia.
"Ah... you're licking Yao Yao... hmm... so good... My mother... is even wilder than me..." Xu Ruan Yao was lost in the sensation of his tongue, her body burning with heat. Her legs clamped tightly around Li Ye's head, her hips arching upward, craving deeper penetration.
Li Ye, too, was aroused by her wanton posture. His handsome face flushed crimson as he panted heavily, his tongue teasing her trembling clitoris, occasionally taking both labia into his mouth to lick and suck.
The cock between his legs had long since hardened fiercely. Though not as thick or long as Li Xuan's, it had its own unique qualities—especially its hardness, which when erect, could rival the old stone in the courtyard.
For now, his cock found no outlet for release, left to press desolately against the bed, relying on friction with the sheets for pleasure to ease the urgent desire to plunge into her honeyed depths.
"Is... is that so... I think you're... the wilder one..." Li Ye mumbled, his words slurred.
Ever since being with Xu Ruan Yao, he had deeply felt the joy she brought him—a joy Chu Qingyi could never provide. Though the latter far surpassed Xu Ruan Yao in looks, figure, talent, and family background, for some reason, it was only with Xu Ruan Yao that he could truly unleash his nature, living without a mask.
Yes, it wasn't until he met Xu Ruan Yao that he realized he had been wearing a mask all along. In the eyes of others, he was exceptionally talented, powerful, and had successfully married the Qingyi Fairy of the Celestial Master's Mansion, rising from obscurity to prominence—a true winner in life.
As everyone expected, he became an extraordinary figure in their eyes, his every action and word conforming to propriety, fearful of giving others any reason to criticize him.
Over time, the mask became impossible to remove.
But ever since Xu Ruanyao appeared, it was as if a glimmer of light had been ignited in his dull life. He desperately chased after that flicker of light, and within it, he saw the true self hidden behind the mask.
It turned out he could also speak freely in vulgar language, could indulge in intimate pleasures with the woman he loved, and could even disregard the judgment of the world, openly showing affection with her on the streets as if no one else existed.
This made him, who had long been restrained, feel as though he had been reborn. In every moment spent with Xu Ruanyao, he slowly rediscovered his original self.
Yes, he was born in the small city of Jinling—a sparrow would always be a sparrow. Why force himself to chase after scenes that were never meant for him?
Li Ye, now immersed in his current life, felt as though he had sunk deep into a quagmire. His earlier lofty ambitions and determination to challenge the heavens were tucked away in a corner of his heart, gathering a thick layer of dust, unwilling to be touched again.
Yet, he occasionally thought of Chu Qingyi at home—his lawfully wedded wife. In his heart, he knew she was the first woman he had ever deeply loved. It was she who had given him his first taste of romance, and it was with her support that he had achieved everything he had today.
Unlike Xu Ruanyao's bright and fiery allure, Chu Qingyi's beauty was as cool and serene as a lake under moonlight—seemingly calm on the surface, yet turbulent beneath. When she was with him, she would do her utmost to offer him the tenderness and affection he desired.
The two women, with their starkly different personalities, held equal places in his heart. One was as pure and distant as the moonlight, the other as tempting as a cinnabar mole. If he were truly forced to choose between them, it would cause him immense pain—he could not bear to part with either.
He had also wondered: if not for that damned agreement forbidding intimacy, he could have indulged in passion with Chu Qingyi just as he did with Xu Ruanyao. He could have watched her eyes soften with desire beneath him, yielding to pleasure with grace.
But precisely because of that cursed agreement, he had never tasted her body. Whenever he gazed upon Xu Ruanyao's naked, snow-white skin, the image of Chu Qingyi would involuntarily surface in his mind. Would her jade-like body be just as enticing?
Just as now, while kissing Xu Ruanyao's slick, honeyed entrance, Chu Qingyi's image once again flashed through his thoughts. Her untouched entrance must surely be tender pink and tight, he imagined.
Yet, he could never have imagined that at this very moment, Chu Qingyi stood outside the door, witnessing their illicit affair in its entirety.
Gradually accepting the reality before her, Chu Qingyi's eyes reddened, her damp lashes fluttering. Traces of tears still streaked her cheeks.
She watched as Li Ye buried his head between Xu Ruanyao's legs, his mouth devotedly savoring her delicate entrance, his manhood already swollen and erect. Beneath him, Xu Ruanyao gasped and moaned, her hips arching upward to meet the teasing of his tongue.
That manhood was not as thick or long as Li Xuan's…
The sudden thought startled her, and she quickly shook her head. Yet, the next moment, she couldn't help but recall that late night in the Xuanji Pavilion, when Li Xuan had kissed her honeyed entrance with his inexperienced tongue, just as Li Ye was doing now.
Had she looked exactly like Xu Ruanyao did at this moment…
As these thoughts crossed her mind, her tender pink entrance reacted once more, contracting and releasing droplets of arousal, dampening her undergarments with a small, moist patch.
"Mmm... Brother Xiaoye... could it be that you've also seen my mother's wanton side... ah..." Xu Ruanyao, her face flushed, closed her beautiful eyes slightly, gently placing her delicate fingers in her mouth to suck on them, looking as lewd as could be.
"Not exactly... but Yao Yao, you... must have seen it, right... tell your brother... mmm... about it..." Li Ye continued to lie between her legs, kissing fervently, his agile tongue occasionally slipping into her honeyed entrance to tease.
A mixture of saliva and sweet nectar flowed out in a steady stream, which Li Ye licked up as if savoring sweet dew.
"Mmm, my mother was never satisfied... ah, often, often in broad daylight, she would seduce my father..." Xu Ruanyao murmured, her eyes glazed over with a haze of desire.
The explicit, lewd talk heightened their arousal, making them wish they could melt into each other's very bones.
"So, Yao Yao, did you see... see how your father fucked your mother..." Li Ye shifted his body, pinning Xu Ruanyao beneath him, covering her red lips with his mouth for another round of sucking.
His rock-hard cock pressed against the entrance of her honeyed passage, grinding back and forth, allowing the sweet juices to drench the rounded head.
"Mmm... uh... ah..." Xu Ruanyao was driven wild by the friction, her beautiful legs spread wide, hooked around his waist. Her honeyed passage contracted repeatedly, creating suction, like a tender little mouth eager to swallow his cock.
"Want it?" Li Ye panted heavily, his eyes also clouded with lust.
"Mmm... give it to me... Yao Yao wants it..." Xu Ruanyao wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes seductive and face flushed, wriggling her hips in anticipation of the invasion.
"Ah... so good..."
With a soft cry, the shaft plunged in fully, reaching the fiery core.
"Ah..." Li Ye moaned with equal pleasure, his brows relaxed and lost in ecstasy, a groan escaping his lips.
The warm, moist passage tightly enveloped his cock, the folds of its walls rubbing against the shaft, the pink tender flesh wrapping around the head. This satisfied Li Ye's already rampant lust, and he instinctively began to thrust his hips.
"Mmm... my father... did it just like this... fucking my mother... ah..." Xu Ruanyao was tossed back and forth by the thrusts, her hair disheveled, her mouth continuously murmuring.
At this moment, under the repeated thrusts of the cock, she was overcome with pleasure. Her delicate hands clung to Li Ye's neck, her beautiful legs wrapped around his waist. As the withdrawing cock prepared to plunge back into her honeyed passage, she arched her hips high, allowing the passage and the cock to unite in an intimate embrace.
"Mmm... you little minx... how many times have you secretly... watched from behind..." Stimulated by the explicit talk, Li Ye's cock grew even harder, the fire of desire within him burning more fiercely.
In this scene, as they tumbled in passion, discussing the lovemaking between Xu Zhengfeng and Ruan Ruan added an extra layer of excitement.
"Mmm... let me think... ah... I can't count them all... hurry... Brother Xiaoye, harder... mmm..." Xu Ruanyao wanted to recall in detail, but the tingling sensation from her honeyed passage quickly swept through her entire body, making it impossible to focus. She could only desperately tighten her legs, letting the pleasure come even more intensely.
"You little minx..." Li Ye thrust his hips forcefully, his balls slapping against her pert, upturned bottom as his thick shaft plunged deep into her honeyed depths. The swollen head of his cock pressed against the soft core of her flower, sending waves of electric pleasure radiating from the throbbing tip up his spine and straight to his brain, drawing a low groan from his lips.
"Mmm... so good... Brother Xiaoye... you're amazing... you always... make me feel... so good... ah..." Xu Ruanyao's body rocked wildly beneath the relentless thrusts, her soft breasts swaying with each movement.
Li Ye adopted the classic rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep plunge, panting heavily as he counted silently in his mind. On the tenth stroke, he drove his cock deep, making the girl beneath him cry out with pleasure.
Through their nightly trysts, the two had developed an almost instinctive synergy. Over time, Li Ye had learned to pinpoint the sensitive spots within Xu Ruanyao's honeyed passage—the so-called climax points—and now he aimed for them with each powerful thrust. Each time he struck one, her passage would tremble and tighten around him, squeezing his shaft with intoxicating intensity.
Xu Ruanyao, in turn, knew Li Ye's own sensitive zones well. Sometimes she would take the initiative, lavishing his nipples with kisses and licks. In moments of deepest passion, she would even take him into her mouth, her agile tongue swirling around the head of his cock while she gazed up at him with a look of sultry seduction. It never took long before his hardened member would surrender, releasing thick streams of white into her mouth, which she would swallow without hesitation.
After night after night of passionate entanglement, the two had grown intimately familiar with each other's bodies. Their lovemaking had become a seamless dance, each perfectly attuned to the other's desires, delivering mutual ecstasy.
"Mmm... Brother Xiaoye... you've really... gotten so skilled..." Xu Ruanyao moaned lewdly, arching her tender bottom higher.
"Yao Yao... you're not... so bad yourself... squeezing me so tight..." Li Ye's face flushed with excitement as he whispered dirty words, roughly lifting her slender legs onto his shoulders. He shifted to a half-sitting, half-kneeling position, allowing his cock to penetrate even deeper.
"Ah! Too... too deep... ah!" Xu Ruanyao cried out, overwhelmed by the sudden change in angle. Sweat glistened on her skin as she gasped in pleasure, her pink lips parting in loud, wanton moans, her arms flailing excitedly in the air.
Outside the door, Chu Qingyi heard every lewd word and sound clearly. A blush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, and her breathing grew rapid.
Watching the two abandon themselves completely inside the room—especially Li Ye, flushed and whispering obscenities—she had never seen him like this before. He seemed as lust-driven and unrestrained as a stray dog in heat.
Perhaps now she could understand his betrayal. Just as her own defenses had crumbled under Li Xuan's relentless teasing, her reason repeatedly swallowed by desire, leading her to do things she still could not accept, so too had Li Ye succumbed.
Just as she could not resist the stimulation of Li Xuan's cock, now, watching the completely naked Xu Ruanyao—her eyes hazy with passion, her body yielding and responsive—every movement seemed designed to stir the deepest desires in a man. Even a sage who had renounced worldly temptations would struggle to resist such a scene, let alone Li Ye, who had suppressed his urges for so long.
A profound sorrow welled up in her heart. Having never experienced love or desire, she had always believed that as long as she remained true to herself, nothing in the world could breach her emotional defenses. Yet, since arriving in Jinling City, she realized just how foolish her previous beliefs had been.
The most intense passion, once ignited from the depths of her body, would spread like a wildfire, scorching every cell in her being until the last shred of reason was consumed, leaving her utterly at the mercy of desire.
She was like this, and so was Li Ye.
Just as now, she watched helplessly as her husband lay naked and entangled with another woman, performing the most intimate acts of love, shifting into positions that made her blush and heart race, listening to the lewd words that spilled from their lips. In her despair, she felt an unexpected longing—an urgent craving for pleasure. Under the impact of the scene before her, her lower body grew damp and uncontrollable.
Yet, even in the throes of passion, she found it somewhat laughable. In the face of desire, she had chosen to preserve her chastity for Li Ye until the very last moment. But what about him? He had likely forgotten all about his wife while indulging in pleasure with Xu Ruanyao.
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