txolops Chapter 101 This script is wrong...
Chapter 101 This script is wrong...
Is this script correct?
Li Qingyi felt that he should be hiding in some corner at this moment, carefully screening the suspicious people among the guests with his divine sense.
Instead of standing in this warm, fragrant guest room, facing a young girl with eyes full of spring water and blushing cheeks.
When I came to my senses, a fragrant breeze had already reached me.
Seeing that he was just sitting there, his gaze calm but without any movement, Luo Huanhuan felt both ashamed and anxious. She steeled herself and took a step forward, gently pressing her soft body against him.
Warm and fragrant, soft and tender, instantly filling my arms.
The usually composed Huanzhu Louzhu froze for a moment.
This is quite a spectacle...
Having lived two lives, experienced life-and-death battles, and schemed against the wicked and treacherous in human nature, he lacked experience in dealing with such tenderness.
In this world, he is focused on spiritual practice and survival; matters of the heart are almost entirely foreign to him.
He subconsciously took a light breath.
The unique fragrance of an eighteen-year-old girl wafted into my nostrils, lingering and tantalizing.
"Master..." Luo Huanhuan looked up, her watery eyes gazing at his face so close to hers, her voice shy, "Huanhuan... do I still meet Master's standards?"
This question stumped Li Qingyi.
Pretending to be oblivious and ignoring this obvious affection and the soft, fragrant body before me? It seems... inappropriate, and too affected.
But if we go with the flow...
Seeing that he still didn't push her away or give a clear response, but the hand around her waist seemed to have become a little firmer, Luo Huanhuan became bolder.
She gently bit her full lower lip, her eyes glistening with tears, looking utterly pitiful.
Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around Li Qingyi's neck and sat on her lap.
"OP..."
This call, though faint and breathy, carried a warm breath and went straight into Li Qingyi's ears.
The two pressed their bodies even closer together, and Li Qingyi could even clearly feel the girl in his arms' heartbeat quickening slightly, as well as her warm and slightly rapid breathing brushing against his neck.
The girl's shyness was evident at this moment.
She truly hadn't expected that this rumored, powerful, and mysterious landlord would be so passive at this moment.
"Could it be... that the original poster prefers someone more proactive?"
This thought made her ears burn even hotter, and then she suddenly remembered that brothels and entertainment venues seemed to occupy a significant share of Huanzhulou's business.
"Or perhaps... you've seen too much of the world and simply don't like my awkwardness?"
Just as she was feeling confused and lost in thought, the hand that had been loosely around her lower back suddenly tightened its grip.
Immediately afterwards, Li Qingyi lowered her head, buried her face in the crook of her neck, and took another breath.
The warm breath sprayed onto her most sensitive skin, and her body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted.
"Hmm..." Luo Huanhuan couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her body going slightly limp.
Li Qingyi raised her head, a playful smile curving her lips. "Just now... weren't you quite bold?"
"Master..." Luo Huanhuan's voice was weak and barely audible, and she clung to him even tighter with both hands.
Without further hesitation, Li Qingyi used his strength to pull her gently into an embrace.
The two spun halfway around, and the next moment, Luo Huanhuan felt dizzy as her back sank into the soft bedding, and Li Qingyi's firm body covered her.
"Since we're already here..."
"If I were to reject a beautiful woman who has offered herself to me, and word got out, wouldn't I, the Master of Huanzhu Pavilion, have any face left?"
The thought of rumors circulating that she suffered from impotence sent chills down Li Qingyi's spine.
Moreover, with the beautiful woman in his arms her eyes brimming with affection, how could he not understand her charm?
Once the decision was made, there was no more hesitation.
The air inside the room seemed to become viscous, like invisible ripples washing over it.
Luo Huanhuan felt her consciousness was somewhat hazy, as if she were being enveloped and washed by a gentle, warm current.
The water first washed over her body, gently sweeping away her restrictive clothing, leaving her skin slightly cool, before being covered by an even more comforting body temperature.
The water temperature seemed to be rising quietly, soothing her limbs, and her skin gradually turned a lovely blush, like a ripe peach.
My thoughts became dizzy, as if I were slightly tipsy, or as if I were sinking into a beautiful but blurry dream.
However, this hazy warmth was suddenly shattered by a sharp sword.
"Ugh...!"
The pain, far exceeding her expectations, caused her to instinctively furrow her delicate brows and clench her fingers tightly around the brocade beneath her.
But amidst that pain was a strange sense of fulfillment, as if it were filling her up, which made a hint of comfort appear between her furrowed brows, in addition to the pain.
Those bright eyes gradually became hazy...
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Three hours later, night fell.
The room was dimly lit.
Luo Huanhuan was covered in fragrant sweat, her black hair sticking to her smooth forehead and rosy cheeks.
She lay limp on the disheveled quilt, utterly exhausted, her only gaze fixed on the tall figure who was deftly dressing by the bedside.
"OP..." Her voice was soft and gentle, like a kitten's paw lightly scratching at one's heart, "Where...are you going?"
Li Qingyi fastened the belt around her waist, put on her outer robe, and glanced at her upon hearing this.
In the darkness, his silhouette appeared even clearer and more defined.
"I'm going outside for a walk, to take care of some things." His tone was calm, revealing little emotion.
"Then..." Luo Huanhuan put a jade finger in her mouth. This childish little action, combined with her face that was still full of spring passion and rekindled shyness, had an amazing allure.
She murmured, "OP... can you come back soon? Huanhuan... is waiting for you."
Li Qingyi paused in her dressing, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.
At that moment, he truly understood the meaning of that sentence—
There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are ruined from plowing.
If it weren't for his physical strength, enhanced by being at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand the girl's enthusiasm and thirst for knowledge.
"If I were an ordinary person, this would be unacceptable!"
Li Qingyi wondered what it would have been like if she had met Luo Huanhuan instead of Qin Xiyue when she first transmigrated.
Does he still have the strength to escape from Qingxin Peak?
"Okay, wait for me to come back."
He finally responded in a low voice, without making any further promises, but it was enough to make the girl on the bed's eyes light up slightly.
Without further delay, Li Qingyi composed herself and silently spread her divine sense to perceive the movements in the courtyard outside the door.
After confirming that no one was approaching, he gently pushed open the door, and in a flash, his figure disappeared into the night.
Now is the perfect time to find that evil cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
Luo Huanhuan listened to the sound of the door closing, stared at the empty doorway, and after a long while, slowly buried her flushed face in the blankets that still held their scent.
"Luo Huanhuan, you are a lady of high society... how could you be so... so shameless..."
A tiny, shy voice inside her was blushing and condemning her.
However, the lingering soreness and slight pain in the lower body brought with it an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Her mind kept replaying the beautiful and intense moments from before, making her skin feel faintly hot all over again.
Li Qingyi's calm yet domineering demeanor has been deeply etched into my heart.