Bang!
Chu Qingyi, who had practically fled in disarray back to her room, slammed the door shut with force. Leaning against the wall, she gasped for breath, the blush on her cheeks still vivid.
She pressed a hand firmly against her chest, but it did little to calm her wildly beating heart.
The half-naked Li Xuan, the purplish giant, the milky-white thick fluid...
The scenes from moments ago lingered relentlessly in her mind, striking her with intense impact.
Logically, she should have felt anger and disdain toward Li Xuan for his actions, yet for some reason, she couldn't muster even a hint of blame. Instead, she felt a mix of shyness, curiosity, and even a faint sense of anticipation.
Staggering a few steps, she slumped numbly into a chair, her emotions in turmoil.
It was then that she noticed a pungent odor lingering at the tip of her nose—the unmistakable smell of the murky fluid that had erupted from Li Xuan's lower body.
The lewd scene flashed through her mind once more: that purplish shaft aimed directly at her, its tip spurting streams of milky-white fluid. Panic and shame surged within her, yet mingled with a woman's innate thrill, leaving her rooted to the spot, forgetting to evade.
She lowered her gaze to the patches of white liquid staining her clothes. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she extended a delicate finger and lightly touched the fluid.
A slippery, sticky sensation traveled from her fingertip, sending ripples through her heart as if a stone had been cast into still waters.
Is this... a man's semen?
As if bewitched, she brought her finger to her nose. The strong, fishy odor invaded her nostrils, causing her to shudder and snap back to her senses. Instinctively, she glanced out the window to ensure no one had witnessed her actions. Flustered, she silently recited a few incantations, using her immortal arts to cleanse the filth from her body.
"Why... does it feel strange here?"
Chu Qingyi frowned slightly, her gaze drifting downward to her private area.
On her way back to her room, she had already sensed a dampness seeping from between her legs, soaking her undergarments. An unfamiliar pleasure had spread from that very spot, leaving her entire body tingling and weak.
Perhaps even Chu Qingyi herself had never imagined that accidentally stumbling upon Li Xuan's private moment would leave such an indelible mark on her heart, even opening a door she had never dared approach before.
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The next day.
Li Ye had again been occupied with demon-hunting duties and had not returned home. The old Li residence held only mother and son as usual, but unlike before, both were lost in their own thoughts, tossing and turning through a restless night.
Just as the morning rooster crowed a few times, Li Xuan found himself unable to sleep any longer. He rose and swept the courtyard, inside and out.
Wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, he looked up at the sky. It was early morning; the sun had just peeked over the eastern horizon, its rays not yet reaching the courtyard but bathing the distant rooftops in a golden glow. A thin mist hung in the air, shimmering faintly in the hazy light—a truly captivating sight.
Li Xuan's thoughts drifted back to the previous day's events. The rare, alluring expression on Chu Qingyi's delicate face as she stared unabashedly at his member had stirred something in him once more, making it twitch with renewed life.
His gaze burned toward the east wing where Chu Qingyi resided. It was pitch dark, with no sign of movement or sound from within.
That's right, she's usually still resting at this hour.
Li Xuan thought to himself and then busied himself with his tasks.
By the time he had finished preparing breakfast, the sky was already bright, and the alley outside the courtyard had grown lively. Yet, there was still no movement from the eastern wing.
Li Xuan stood outside the door, his face full of worry. His arm lifted to knock, then dropped, lifted again, and dropped once more.
Could it be because of what happened yesterday...?
The thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and his steps grew unsteady, cold sweat dripping down his back.
Yesterday, he had been so carried away by excitement, his mind filled with images of Chu Qingyi being captivated by the sight of his manhood—showing a delicate, feminine demeanor she had never displayed before. Judging by her hesitant gait, it seemed as though her intimate parts might even be moist with arousal!
But he had forgotten the most crucial point: she was the aloof and pure Fairy Qingyi. Though his manhood was exceptionally large and could bring extraordinary pleasure to a woman, how could someone as reserved as her be stirred by the desires of a mere teenager?!
What if, in her anger, she reported his transgression to Li Ye? Even his adoptive father might not take his side then!
This sudden chain of thoughts terrified Li Xuan. He scrambled away from the eastern wing in a panic, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of his throat. He fled back to his own room in disarray.
"What should I do... What should I do..."
Cold sweat beaded on Li Xuan's forehead, his features twisted tightly with fear. His slender body paced back and forth in the room, his hands occasionally scratching his head in agitation.
But no matter how much he scratched, he couldn't come up with a single solution.
At this point, there was no way to make amends. He could only brace himself for whatever came next, silently praying that Chu Qingyi would be merciful and keep the matter to herself.
But what if... Li Ye found out...
"Forget it! If I die, so be it! There's nothing left for me to cling to anyway. Might as well take a stroll through the underworld!"
Steeling himself, Li Xuan resolved to face the consequences head-on.
Though he muttered these words, his heart remained in turmoil. He couldn't sit still, his hands clenched tightly together, his nails nearly digging into his palms.
He clung to the hope that Chu Qingyi would bury the matter deep within herself and let it go.
Feeling overwhelmed and stifled in his room, Li Xuan decided that, since he was waiting anyway, he might as step outside to clear his mind.
He cautiously stepped out of his room and, after confirming that Chu Qingyi was nowhere in sight, grabbed the hoe from the corner and hurriedly dashed outside.
Only after he had run out the main gate did Li Xuan finally let out a sigh of relief.
He glanced at the hoe in his hand. Ever since Li Ye and his wife had returned, he had lost all interest in farm work. The crops in the fields had long been neglected, and he had originally planned to let them go to waste. But now, it seemed like a good opportunity to pick up his old trade again.
He took several deep breaths of the fresh air, noticing how clear and sunny the day was. The sky was a brilliant blue, with only a few lonely clouds drifting slowly. The golden sun hung overhead, its scorching rays pouring relentlessly onto the earth, giving off a warm, comforting feeling.
Trying his best to calm his restless heart and push his worries aside, Li Xuan hoisted the hoe onto his shoulder, hummed a little tune, and set off along the familiar path to the fields.
After about a quarter of an hour, he had reached the northernmost alley. A turn would lead him to the farmland cultivated by the residents of Jinling City, where a small plot of land had been passed down through generations of his Li family.
Just then, Li Xuan spotted a furtive figure darting out from the outermost house in the alley. The person peered around cautiously, and after confirming no one was in sight, straightened their clothes and walked away as if nothing had happened.
Because Li Xuan was slender and happened to be standing at the corner where two alleys met, the person didn't notice him.
"Li Hong?" Li Xuan muttered in confusion. The burly, robust build of the person bore some resemblance to Li Hong.
He initially intended to catch up and greet Li Hong. After all, since Li Hong had delivered the official reward last time, he had shown Li Xuan both overt and covert kindness. Although Li Xuan knew this was due to his adoptive father Li Ye's rising status, he still held Li Hong's goodwill close to heart.
But as he hurried out of the alley, Li Hong's figure had already vanished.
Li Hong was usually busy with official duties, often out investigating cases. Why would he have time to come here today? Could something major have happened?
A sense of curiosity stirred in Li Xuan. He walked over to the house from which Li Hong had emerged.
He had heard about this household. Originally, a family of three lived here. After their son got married, the daughter-in-law constantly argued about splitting the family. Reluctantly, to avoid putting their son in a difficult position, the elderly couple moved to another residence in the city. This incident had become a topic of gossip among the locals, and Li Xuan had picked it up from the chatter of middle-aged women.
Now, the young couple lived in this house, no different from the ordinary folks of Jinling City. If there was anything special about them, it was the wife's renowned beauty. She was said to have skin like creamy jade, a face like peach blossoms, and a curvaceous figure that swayed alluringly when she walked, much to the delight of the local men.
To make matters worse, her husband was often away on business, sometimes not returning home for ten days or half a month. This emboldened the lustful men in the area to flirt with her openly or covertly. However, most lacked the courage to act, especially with their own wives keeping a tight rein on them. They only indulged in idle talk, never daring to cross the line.
Could something have happened to the young wife?
Driven by curiosity, Li Xuan gently pushed the gate open and peeked inside.
The courtyard was much larger and more lavishly decorated than the Li family's ancestral home. The ground was entirely paved with blue bricks, impeccably clean. In one corner, a small patch of soil remained, where a few unnamed flowers bloomed delicately, swaying gracefully in the breeze—a truly charming sight.
It was clear that much care had been put into the arrangement.
Li Xuan silently admired it. If only he had such refined taste, the Li family's ancestral home might not have fallen into its current state of decline.
But from the looks of it, nothing major seemed to have happened. He'd better leave before anyone noticed.
Just as Li Xuan was about to close the gate and slip away, a vivid shade of pink caught his eye.
In the northeast corner of the courtyard stood a small clothes rack, adorned with colorful women's garments. Among them, a pink bellyband was squeezed between two pairs of trousers.
Sharp-eyed Li Xuan felt the pink bellyband looked familiar, though he couldn't immediately recall where he had seen it before.
As he racked his brain, a gust of wind lifted the pink bellyband, revealing an embroidered silk tree flower.
It's her?!
A surge of shock ran through Li Xuan as he remembered an incident from several months ago.
Back then, he hadn't yet encountered the two strangers who fell from the sky. He was working in the fields as usual and only hurried home late at night when all was quiet.
By sheer coincidence, he stumbled upon a couple engaged in passionate lovemaking in the grass just a few meters away. The vivid, sensual scene unfolded before his eyes, giving him an eyeful.
Since it was already pitch dark, he didn't dare get too close and couldn't clearly see their faces. The only things he remembered were the pink bellyband embroidered with a silk tree flower and the woman's passionate moans as she called the man on top of her "Brother Hong."
The bellyband from his memory overlapped with the one before him now, and Li Xuan was certain it was the same one.
Women's intimate garments were usually hand-sewn by their mothers or themselves, and the embroidered patterns were often unique—it was impossible for two identical bellybands to exist.
As for that "Brother Hong"... could it be the sneaky Li Hong from earlier?
Li Xuan suddenly understood. It seemed this young wife had long been involved with Li Hong in secret, taking advantage of her husband's absence to arrange a clandestine rendezvous here.
It appeared the young wife was truly promiscuous—outwardly proper but secretly insatiable, even daring to cheat on her husband right under his own roof.
What a pity for her husband, toiling day and night, running around for meager earnings, never imagining his wife couldn't restrain herself and was secretly carrying on with another man. What a massive cuckold's hat he wore!
As a fellow man, Li Xuan couldn't help but sigh in sympathy.
But that young wife was truly alluring—her delicate, soft skin alone was enough to stir the imagination.
He couldn't help but recall the scene of their entanglement that night: the young wife, naked beneath Li Hong, writhing in pleasure, her delicate toes tightly curled, adorned with bright red polish that looked utterly charming.
Her full breasts swayed with Li Hong's forceful thrusts, their exquisite tips trembling violently. Her pale, plump hips arched upward to meet his movements, allowing his member to plunge even deeper. Overwhelmed with pleasure, the young wife's face flushed with desire as she gasped and moaned.
The images in his mind stimulated Li Xuan's nerves, and his crotch bulged noticeably.
Just as he was lost in the memory, the main room's door creaked open from the inside.
A woman in a pink dress swayed out, her curvaceous body slightly plump. The two prominent mounds on her chest were astonishingly large, jiggling with each step in a uniquely captivating way. Below her softly fleshy waist, her ample buttocks were tightly constrained within her trousers, outlining a seductive shape.
The woman was not particularly tall, no different from an ordinary rural woman, and even a bit short. However, her skin was as fair as snow, and with just a light touch of makeup, her face bloomed like peach blossoms. Her large, sparkling eyes seemed to speak, captivating one's soul, making it easy to lose oneself in them.
On both sides of her flawless, fair face were two adorable dimples, symmetrically placed and complementing each other, adding a touch of charming liveliness to her demeanor.
Li Xuan was momentarily stunned. It seemed this was the "red apricot reaching over the wall" he had heard so much about. Truly, seeing it once was better than a hundred hearsays. This young wife surpassed even the descriptions from the neighbors—not only was her appearance exceptionally delicate and lovely, but her figure alone was enough to stir the imagination.
After watching for a while, he lost interest. His head drooped, his face clouded with worry, and he trudged back home.
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