Star Luo Empire.
The Zhu family, in the secret room of young lady Zhu Zhuyun.
A bathtub with no barriers in the corner, a stone table in the middle, a bed slightly against the wall...
every area is unobstructed and interconnected.
In the middle of the night.
The teapot on the table is steaming.
A young man in azure blue sits at the table, quietly waiting for his target to appear. He
quietly sips his tea, looking at the sketchbook on the table.
Although there are no other colors, only black lines,
it is still clear that
the figure drawn in it is himself.
Tap. Tap!
High heels tap on the ground, echoing in the slightly dim secret room.
Just by listening to the footsteps,
one can feel the aloof temperament of the person who came.
The graceful shadow sways uncertainly under the dim light.
Zhu Zhuyun walked into her comfort nest expressionlessly.
She still has her neat short black hair. Under the short hair, her face has lost some of the gentleness of a girl, but gained a unique solemnity and majesty.
Her features were exquisite and delicate, her clear eyes sharp and bright, her high nose giving her face a three-dimensional quality, and her thin lips as delicate as flower petals.
A few years older than Xu Changzhu, her figure was undoubtedly more voluptuous, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
The clothes covering her body were stretched high, the neckline slightly open, revealing glimpses of delicate lace.
This outfit was both dignified and alluring, captivating all eyes.
She wore leather pants that clung to her long, shapely legs, showcasing her perfect figure.
With each stride, her tall frame swayed,
her full upper body trembling slightly, her pert buttocks swaying from side to side.
Her steps were light yet powerful ,
each one radiating confidence and charm.
Her eyes held a haughty, slightly disdainful gaze, tinged with weariness, exuding a queenly, mature aura, radiating strength, determination, and decisiveness.
Upon entering the secret chamber, before even taking two steps,
a fierce glint flashed in Zhu Zhuyun's eyes, and a loud meow resounded.
Meow!
A purple light flickered, and Zhu Zhuyun had entered her Martial Soul Possession state.
Two yellow and two purple spirit rings, concealed, swirled around her.
Cat ears, purple on the outside and tender on the inside, stood erect on her head; a flamboyant, hooked cat tail swayed behind her; cat claws sprouted from her hands; and her eyes were heterochromatic.
"Who is it?!"
Zhu Zhuyun shouted coldly, twisting her body towards the stone table, slightly crouching, already in battle stance.
Before her appeared a patch of azure.
The wariness and sharpness in Zhu Zhuyun's eyes instantly crumbled.
"Xiao Qiu?!"
She paused, puzzled, then a captivating smile appeared on her face.
"Sister Zhuyun, are you still cultivating so late?"
Ye Qiu held a cup of hot tea in her hand, raising it gently to Zhu Zhuyun and placing it opposite her.
Whoosh!
Zhu Zhuyun's body left afterimages in the air, already pressed against Ye Qiu.
The sharp cat claws gently slid across Ye Qiu's chest and face. Her
high-bridged nose twitched, inhaling the long-awaited fragrance in the air, almost pressing against Ye Qiu's face.
Her expression seemed somewhat incredulous.
"Little Qiu~ You actually came to find me on your own initiative, sister, am I dreaming?"
"Of course not."
Ye Qiu chuckled awkwardly, forced to lean back slightly by the full body, the intoxicating fragrance, and the warmth.
"That's good, that's good."
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Zhu Zhuyun's sharp index finger gently lifted Ye Qiu's chin.
"I've missed you so much."
Ye Qiu was a little distracted by the hot breath.
"Sister Zhuyun, why don't we sit down first?"
Zhu Zhuyun didn't answer, but frowned, buried her face in Ye Qiu's neck, gently bit it, and then stuck out her tongue for a moment.
"Tsk, why does it smell like another woman? It's not Zhu Qing's. It must be a married woman."
Zhu Zhuyun teased, then hugged Ye Qiu's head and pressed it against her narrow chest covered in lace.
She let out a soft moan, breathing hot air, and teased,
"Little Qiu, you haven't done anything bad, have you seduced a married woman?"
"I already have Zhu Qing and the others, why would I go and seduce a married woman?"
Ye Qiu's voice was muffled and somewhat sullen.
He had only just shared a bed with Tang Yuehua, and after coaxing her to sleep, he came to inform her about the events of the next two days.
Unable to resist the soft touch on his cheeks,
Ye Qiu pressed his hands against her soft waist, the fiery shape hovering above his palms, seemingly able to touch her very sides.
He tried to push Zhu Zhuyun's fiery body back.
"Sister Zhuyun, please let go of me first, I can't breathe."
"Haha... Is that so? Okay then."
Zhu Zhuyun blushed and released Ye Qiu, cupping his tender face, her head lowered, her eyes filled with undisguised shyness, her soft, passionate voice almost tangible.
She exhaled a fragrant breeze towards Ye Qiu's face.
"By the way... does Xiao Qiu want to see my big kitten taking a bath? Seven kittens rubbing each other's bodies~"
That seductive voice
naturally stirred Ye Qiu's memories and fantasies.
Just imagining seven pairs of large, cuddly kittens bathing and cuddling amidst the swirling mist, their hips jiggling, breasts cupped, or swaying, was enough to make one's blood boil.
Ye Qiu, who had once had the good fortune to witness the two sisters and fourteen pairs of kittens dancing together, was immediately aroused, his body starting to feel uneasy.
A hint of embarrassment crossed Ye Qiu's face as he shifted slightly, saying awkwardly,
"Sister Zhu Yun, stop teasing me. I'll just stay here for a cup of tea with you, then I'll leave."
"Hmm?"
Zhu Zhu Yun noticed the slight blush on Ye Qiu's face, a hint of smugness appearing in her alluring eyes. Her gaze lowered, and upon seeing his muscular physique, her face flushed.
She was quite satisfied with Ye Qiu's reaction.
A seductive smile played on her lips as she gently released Ye Qiu.
"Alright... then I won't tease you anymore."
Zhu Zhu Yun stepped back, retracting her martial spirit, and sat down not far away.
Her straight, shapely legs were placed on Ye Qiu's lap, her high heels still on the ground, her shapely feet seemingly trying to extinguish Ye Qiu's arrogant arrogance.
"Ouch~ Sister Zhu Yun!"
Ye Qiu's face flushed red, and he bent over, backing away.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Zhu Zhu Yun stopped her outstretched foot, her eyes filled with concern and apology.
"N-no, no."
Ye Qiu shook her head.
Zhu Zhu Yun's movements were very gentle, and besides, it only tugged at his clothes and affected him, it wouldn't hurt him at all.
"That's good, I'll leave it here, it should be fine, right?"
Hearing Ye Qiu's answer, Zhu Zhu Yun became bolder again, straightening her legs and standing on tiptoe.
When that burning heat came from her toes, Zhu Zhu Yun couldn't help but bite her teeth slightly, her red lips moving, her arms resting on the table, staring at Ye Qiu with a charming look on her face.
"Ugh!"
The already alluring Zhu Zhuyun suddenly let out a muffled groan, her face flushing even more, her delicate body trembling slightly, her earlobes seemingly about to bleed.
Ye Qiu had already grasped her beautiful foot.