Junior Sister Meixiang is Desperate

Xiu Meixiang.

The favorite junior sister of the sect.

Her delicate figure was wrapped in a nightgown made of the finest silk. The nightgown was pure white, with subtle floral patterns embroidered in pastel colors.

It made her look elegant and simple.

Her pink hair flowed down to her waist, framing her face and giving her that usual innocent look. Her pure eyes always made Liu Ming feel the urge to "spoil" her a bit.

The purity she exuded made him consider "certain" thoughts he'd usually ignore on any other day.

"Wh-, what did you say, Meixiang?"

"I-, I said..."

Her soft, rosy cheeks showed her shyness, and her large, doe-like eyes were a deep, soulful green, fringed with long, pink lashes. She kept her eyes downcast, avoiding direct eye contact, clearly ashamed of what she had just said.

Despite this, Liu Ming found it incredibly attractive that such an innocent beauty could say something like that.

Xiu Meixiang clutched a pillow tightly against her chest, almost like it was a protective barrier. Her eyes peeked out from behind it, her face growing redder.

She mumbled, "Honestly, Brother Ming, do I really have to say it again?"

The pink-haired beauty tried to look anywhere but at Liu Ming.

────Hnnn~

Hugging the pillow even tighter and hiding her mouth behind it, she asked, "I said I want us to sleep... together."

Liu Ming couldn't believe he was being asked such a question so soon.

'She wants to what...?'

Hearing her request for the second time didn't make the question any clearer.

In Clear Water Village, Liu Ming was known as the most handsome man, and women often gave him food, love letters, and even gifts left at his door. But no woman had ever said they wanted to share a bed with him.

He didn't think he was ready for that yet.

The land of milk and honey?

That was like a foreign language to him.

All he knew was how to pursue the Dao.

He never thought this would become an option so soon.

"Uh, Meixiang, are..."

Liu Ming looked her up and down to make sure it was really her.

He noticed her bare feet peeking out from under the hem of her nightgown, toes curling slightly against the cool wooden floor. It was clear she had stood outside for too long.

"Y-, yes... Brother Ming?"

Xiu Meixiang shifted her weight from one foot to the other, a small, nervous gesture. Her lips, a soft shade of coral, pressed together in a shy, almost hesitant smile, as if she was unsure of herself but eager to make a good impression.

────Sigh~

The young man opened the door fully.

"Come in…"

That was all she wanted to hear.

"Aieeeeee!"

Xiu Meixiang's big, pretty green eyes widened with joy. Her cheeks, naturally pink, turned a deeper shade, glowing with warmth. And her small lips formed a wide, excited smile, showing a hint of her pearly white teeth.

...

Although Liu Ming had convinced himself that it wasn't the right time to get involved with his female disciples, he still ended up sharing a bed with Xiu Meixiang.

'I should be practicing the Sacred Qi Sword Formation Art, yet here I am pretending I've been in bed all this time just to share it with my disciple. Hmm... when they said the path of the Immortal was filled with trials and obstacles, this must be what they meant. Now that we're sleeping together in a bed, what exactly am I expecting?'

They lay back to back, with Liu Ming facing the wall and Xiu Meixiang facing the other side.

Liu Ming placed his hand on his crotch.

The sleeping dragon between his legs was now awake and ready for action.

'Y-, you should be disappointed in yourself Liu Ming...'

He closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

In the dark room, not a word had been spoken.

Liu Ming was getting impatient.

He didn't want to sleep at all, yet here he was in bed, pretending he planned to.

The thought made him angry because he was wasting precious time he could have used to cultivate the three levels of the Sacred Sword Dance stage.

But then, Xiu Meixiang, who he thought had fallen asleep, suddenly said, "Uhm, Brother Ming, are you awake?"

Liu Ming calmly shifted just a bit to see her from the corner of his eye. "Yeah, I am. You're not feeling sleepy?" he asked her in a welcoming tone.

He used always different tones to speak with his three female disciples.

If it were Su Yan, he would speak in a respectful and business-like tone, but sometimes he'd throw in some casual responses to avoid being too rigid.

For Yu Lan, he'd talk like his usual self, adding a bit of sarcasm and dryness to counter her teasing and provocative jokes.

Lastly, with Xiu Meixiang, he used a very tender and welcoming tone so she felt comfortable to speak freely and be herself around him.

"Thank you for letting me share your bed," Xiu Meixiang said softly, her voice gentle and pure.

Still, Liu Ming noticed she sounded a bit hesitant.

'She seems a bit quiet... Is something bothering her? Maybe she's not comfortable with how we're sleeping? Hmm, it's hard to say for sure. Women's minds are like mazes──just when you think you understand, there are always new surprises. It can be pretty frustrating.'

He shook off distractions to focus on her words. "You don't need to thank me. You promised to support me, right? So, I'll do my best to take care of you," he assured her.

The bed rustled as Xiu Meixiang shifted, surprising Liu Ming.

He sensed her presence looming over him.

"Um, Senior Brother?"

Xiu Meixiang's voice held a touch of nervous energy, hinting at something on her mind.

Wanting her to feel comfortable, Liu Ming turned to face her directly. "Is something wrong?" he asked calmly, smiling.

Xiu Meixiang closed her eyes briefly, and when she reopened them, they seemed to shimmer with a strange pink hue.

It was something Liu Ming should have easily noticed, but then she asked:

"Brother Ming, do you find me attractive? A-, am I... ugly?"

The junior sister's expression held sadness.

She also looked a desperate.

Leaning closer to Liu Ming on the bed, she placed her slender hand on his chest────she wanted to feel a bit of his chest muscles.

Gently caressing his chest, she bit her lower lip.

Liu Ming's eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened slowly.

"Meixiang?"

He hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

'I don't know much about women, but I'm quite sure certain words can cause certain reactions. Meixiang might feel inferior to her older sisters because of her talents and worry they might get closer to me than she ever could. If I were to tell her she's attractive, things would probably get intimate. And if I tried to reject her when that happens, she might feel insecure and unwanted. It's so complicated.'

Analyzing a woman was far more complex than deciphering a twelve-level sealing technique; the gap was vast.

So, Liu Ming decided to go with his gut.

"I think you're beautiful, Meixiang..." he said sincerely.

Liu Ming's initial analysis was like that of an expert──spot on and impressive.

Why? One might ask.

After hearing Liu Ming's genuine compliment, Xiu Meixiang felt a rush of joy, but also a growing desire to take things further.

With that in mind, she straddled Liu Ming's crotch.

As she her butt tightly but sweetly pressed against him, Liu Ming could feel everything──the softness of her petite yet perfectly rounded butt, the smoothness of her skin under the thin nightgown.

Her delicate frame, highlighted by the curve of her body.

It gave both innocence and seduction at the same time.

This was the moment that couldn't be avoided.

Liu Ming's calm eyes met Xiu Meixiang's, noticing a peculiar look in her gaze.

'Her eyes, they're not green...'

Nervously, the young lady straddled him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She fidgeted with her fingers, avoiding eye contact yet trying to create a tense, sexual atmosphere.

"...Senior Brother~"

As she pressed her shapely butt against Liu Ming's special shelter, she felt something poking her—hard and sizable.

────Hnnnn~♡

Unsure if it was a scroll or something else hidden in his pants, she found herself enjoying the sensation of it against the tight ridge of her delicate buttocks.

It was in that moment Liu Ming realized what this was.

'It's... an aphrodisiac?!'

Perhaps it was too late.

Xiu Meixiang leaned closer to Liu Ming.

The small, yet soft curves of her petite breasts pressed against his chest. Their bodies were now intimately close, her flat belly against his.

She stretched her coral-pink lips towards his ear and teasingly asked, "Senior Brother, I can tell you want me~ so please, let your disciple have her way tonight."

The young man gasped at her words.

He realized couldn't resist such temptation.

Xiu Meixiang stretched her arms across the bed sheets until she found Liu Ming's hands. She gently intertwined her fingers with his, letting out a soft moan as she savored the arousing difference between his larger, masculine hands and her own smaller, delicate ones.

Next, she kissed him deeply, gently planting her small tongue into his mouth.

Liu Ming felt the hotness of her saliva and tenderness of her thin lips.