Chapter 97: Wanting More Little Angels

T/N: Light NSFW warning, nothing too extreme.

"Ugh—"

Ling Yuan helplessly tossed the two into the room, deciding to step outside to cool off first.

"Xiao Feng, go take a bath."

Lin Feng froze. "Together?"

Qian Renxue, cradled in Lin Feng's arms in a princess carry, blushed to the tips of her ears.

Already feeling feverish from the whale glue she had added, her skin flushed an intoxicating pink. Her cheeks were practically crimson enough to drip blood.

Tilting her head up defiantly, her sapphire eyes fixed on Lin Feng:

"You dare? Xiao Feng~"

Heat surged within him, and his arms tightened around Qian Renxue:

"You..."

But before he could finish, Qian Renxue wriggled free from his embrace. With a push of her hands, she sent Lin Feng tumbling onto the bed.

"Rustle—"

Rose petals scattered everywhere.

"Giggle."

Qian Renxue shot him a meaningful look and headed for the bathroom first.

Click—she closed the bathroom door behind her.

Lying sprawled on the bed, Lin Feng was momentarily dazed. She wouldn't let him in, yet she had to bring it up? How cruel!

"Splash—"

Lin Feng's lips parted slightly. The faint sound of running water seemed to ignite a restless fire in his lower belly, relentlessly teasing his nerves.

Especially now, having already seen Qian Renxue bare.

The image of her perfect form filled his mind – her slender jade hands washing herself, her tiny, graspable waist, the towering peaks of her breasts, her jade-smooth skin...

He swallowed dryly. Lin Feng suspected Qian Renxue was doing this on purpose. She wanted him to endure this torment, this torture.

After what felt like an eternity, the sounds from the bathroom finally ceased.

Click—

The bathroom door opened, releasing a cloud of steam.

Qian Renxue emerged from the mist, her steps light. She wore only a bathrobe, loosely covering her most alluring curves. Her golden hair cascaded silkily down to her waist.

Her jade-like hands wandered casually over her body, tracing paths across breathtaking landscapes.

"Huff—"

Lin Feng's eyes widened. This display was undeniably provocative.

"Heh~"

Qian Renxue chuckled softly, finally reaching Lin Feng's side.

With one hand, she gently pushed him back onto the bed. Holding her towel with the other, she braced herself above him, looking down.

She leaned in, her cherry-red lips brushing against Lin Feng's ear as she gave it a light lick:

"Xiao Feng, this time... I will win!"

Before Lin Feng could respond, Qian Renxue's hands swiftly liberated him, stripping him bare.

His clothes landed softly on the floor, the only sound in the quiet room.

Stunned by the vision of her twin peaks before him, Lin Feng was given no time to react.

Qian Renxue took the initiative, boldly and dominantly silencing his words with her kiss.

Warm. Fiery.

The sensation shattered Lin Feng's last shreds of control.

Their gazes grew hazy.

Lost in each other, they responded with intoxicated abandon.

After an immeasurable time, Qian Renxue gestured to her storage ring:

"Xiao Feng, today's wine brew is truly exquisite. You want more, don't you?"

Not giving him a chance to answer, she tipped the cup, pouring the wine directly into his mouth. She poured too fast—some of the gleaming liquid spilled down Lin Feng's chest.

Qian Renxue laughed softly:

"Can't let it go to waste~"

"Xiao Xue!"

Lin Feng looked at her in surprise as she leaned over his chest.

Her impossibly soft little tongue.

Darted everywhere, determined to lick up every drop of the spilled wine.

"Gulp—"

Lin Feng swallowed the wine in his mouth.

Great!

It was pure ten-thousand-year whale glue, not a drop of actual wine!

Lin Feng's pupils flashed red:

"Xiao Xue... I won't hold back—"

Qian Renxue paused, a smirk curling her lips. Her delicate index finger lifted Lin Feng's chin:

"That's my line to you~"

Lin Feng raised a hand, letting his fingers ghost over Qian Renxue's tender skin.

The lightest touch sent a violent shiver through them both.

!

Qian Renxue's breath hitched. A low, utterly seductive moan escaped her lips, seemingly against her will.

Hearing that sound shattered Lin Feng's remaining rationality.

The tables turned instantly. Their positions reversed.

Lin Feng looked down at Qian Renxue beneath him:

"Xiao Xue, you today..."

Qian Renxue didn't let him finish. She strained upwards to meet him.

Sealing his lips with hers, her jade arms wrapped tightly around him, as if trying to melt herself into his very being.

Lips and teeth clashed. Time lost meaning.

On the slightly damp sheets.

Qian Renxue murmured softly:

"Xiao Feng... I don't want to wait anymore. I want more little angels."

Snow drifted outside the window. Night enveloped the world. In the dim lamplight, two figures intertwined tightly.

Pop—

—

Morning arrived, though it was nearly noon when sunlight finally pierced the gap in the curtains, rousing the slumbering pair.

The light dispelled the darkness. Lin Feng instinctively opened his eyes.

Qian Renxue still lay on his chest.

The fierce battle had left them both weary.

Lin Feng fared better. Qian Renxue, however...

Her sensitive constitution meant she'd only endured through sheer, competitive spirit, desperate to finally best Lin Feng once.

Lin Feng blinked, momentarily stunned by the sight before him.

Hadn't he already tasted that yesterday?

Qian Renxue frowned, opening sleep-blurred eyes filled with reproach. She shifted her delicate hand to a new position.

"Xiao Feng... why are you awake so early?"

Lin Feng looked awkward:

"Uh... natural reaction."

Qian Renxue chuckled softly, closing her eyes again:

"Haven't you seen enough after last night? Still staring?"

Lin Feng's lips curved. He repeated his favorite line:

"Do you want me to have seen enough?"

Qian Renxue snorted: "That line again! Punishment: no sleep for you tomorrow night!"

She greedily inhaled Lin Feng's scent, nestled into a comfortable spot, and buried herself against him.

"Why tomorrow night?"

Qian Renxue frowned. Her jade legs unconsciously twisted together. She pouted:

"Why do you think? You just love bullying me! Not once have I beaten you! It's infuriating! Raaawr—"

Annoyed, she bit his cheek lightly.

Lin Feng channeled his spirit power, drawing the curtains shut. The room, no longer bright but softly lit, felt cozier.

Qian Renxue murmured softly:

"You talk to Sister Ling Yuan."

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched. Wasn't it a bit early? Was she afraid Ling Yuan would fight her for the 'first time'?

But it was already noon, and Ling Yuan was nowhere to be seen. Lin Feng felt uneasy.

When Qian Renxue entered last night, Ling Yuan had already soundproofed the room. They hadn't emerged since.

Ling Yuan must know what happened...

Afternoon arrived. Lin Feng finally stepped out of the room; Qian Renxue remained resting inside.

Ling Yuan sat gracefully in the living room, offering a faint smile:

"What's that look for? Think I'd be heartbroken?"

Ling Yuan shook her head. On the contrary, she was happy. She and Qian Renxue had agreed long ago: what Qian Renxue hadn't done, Ling Yuan wouldn't do first.

And now...

Ling Yuan stood, an enigmatic gleam in her eyes. She glided to Lin Feng's side, her breath warm against his ear:

"Xiao Xue must be exhausted, right? How about... we don't disturb her rest? Come sleep in my room tonight?"

Suddenly, she thought Qian Renxue drinking the 'first sip' only made what came next more... interesting.

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