pertwk Chapter 192 Xianlin'er, who didn't want to give up halfway
Chapter 192 Xianlin'er, who didn't want to give up halfway
Chapter 192 Xianlin'er, who didn't want to give up halfway
If I could become stronger, wouldn't I have a chance to help Huo Yuhao?
At least it won't be like today, where we still have to rely on Gu Yuena's power to bully others here.
"Yuhao, you should know that my martial soul, which I named Azure Flame Dragon, is actually a blue flame."
But in reality, it's the explosive decomposition force generated by the high-speed friction of wind-attribute energy. Therefore, theoretically speaking, my martial soul should belong to the lineage of the Golden Dragon.
At this point, Xian Lin'er paused, as if organizing her thoughts or gathering her courage. A hint of hope flickered in her usually imposing blue eyes.
"Last time, after the teacher saw you transform into that humanoid golden dragon, he felt his martial spirit was filled with excitement."
So...so I think, if we could cultivate together...Teacher always felt that he could definitely make another step forward in his soul power cultivation."
Xian Lin'er moved gracefully and stood in front of Huo Yuhao.
The military uniform she had specially changed into made her already tall figure appear even more upright.
Looking down at Huo Yuhao, her originally heroic face now held a strange tenderness.
He looked like a big bad wolf about to lure an innocent little lamb.
"So, could you come to the teacher's room later?"
Looking into Xian Lin'er's watery eyes and seeing his own somewhat bewildered reflection, Huo Yuhao felt a dryness in his throat and couldn't help but swallow hard.
Surely my teacher wouldn't do anything reckless?
Xian Lin'er often lectured Wang Dong'er and the others, saying that they were all young and prone to impulsive actions.
She can definitely distinguish between what's important and what's urgent, and she won't do anything out of line.
Yeah, I must be overthinking it and scaring myself.
Looking at Xian Lin'er, whose expression remained normal and who seemed genuinely focused on cultivation, Huo Yuhao finally couldn't resist the expectant gaze and nodded gently.
Having received permission, Xian Lin'er unconsciously clenched her hands into fists at her sides, and a captivating smile couldn't be suppressed from curving her lips.
She didn't even realize how much her expression resembled that of a little girl who had gotten what she wanted.
Xianlin'er's room was not much different from the other people's rooms in terms of furnishings.
After being half-pushed and half-shoved by Xian Lin'er to take a shower and change into a soft nightgown, Huo Yuhao was sitting on the edge of the exceptionally soft bed.
Listening to the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, he felt inexplicably uneasy and could only subconsciously force his gaze to fall on the wall to the side.
As the most luxurious suite in the Star Emperor Hotel, its interior design naturally has many unique features.
The bathroom, in particular, hides many ingenious little details.
Even just considering the sliding door of the bathroom, there is a difference between the inner and outer layers.
One layer is a completely opaque solid door, while the other layer is a frosted glass door with exquisite patterns.
Whether it was intentional on Xianlin'er's part or she had genuinely forgotten, she did not close the opaque inner door as well.
Even just glancing out of the corner of one's eye, one could clearly see through the semi-transparent frosted glass what the graceful figure inside, bathed in the soft light of the soul-guiding lamp, was doing.
The faint outline, so indistinct and hazy, is even more intriguing than when seen directly.
The sound of the water flowing continuously and splashing from the showerhead added an inexplicable touch to the room.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water gradually subsided.
After a rustling sound of clothes being put on, the frosted glass door was gently pulled open.
When Xian Lin'er came out, she was already wearing a loose, light pink bathrobe, and her blue hair was still damp.
Through the slightly open collar, one could see that her originally fair skin now had a charming pale pink glow from the hot water.
Like a peach glistening with morning dew, it is exceptionally tempting.
Beneath her bathrobe, the open skirt revealed her long, slender, and perfectly toned legs as she walked.
And those bare jade feet, with each step, left one wet footprint after another on the floor.
The toes that are shown are as round, full, and exquisite as pearls.
"I always thought Yuhao was very mature and steady, but now it seems that he is still just a child."
Xian Lin'er had a mischievous smile on her lips, her hands on her hips, striking a somewhat smug pose.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's slightly dazed expression, her previously tense nerves inexplicably relaxed.
Perhaps she realized that she was still of some use in his life?
"I washed and dried your clothes in the bathroom. Remember to take them with you when you leave."
Huo Yuhao was stunned upon hearing this.
Did Xianlin help him wash it clean?
What clothes should he take to hand over tomorrow...?
A packed laundry schedule flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind.
It seems like tomorrow is Meng Hongchen's turn.
God knows why, but ever since he saw Jiang Nannan wash his clothes once, this incident seemed to ignite some strange fuse.
It was as if Wang Dong'er and the others had planned it all along, and they insisted on coming to join in the fun.
Later on, even Meng Hongchen got involved.
This has led to him having to leave his old clothes behind every day and hand them over to the person on shift the next day.
Then, he took the clean clothes that had been washed the day before from another person.
Sometimes, due to complicated reasons, we can't even get it.
Looking at Xian Lin'er's smug expression, Huo Yuhao could only sigh helplessly in his heart, but he still had to sincerely say, "I'm really sorry to trouble you, teacher."
It seems that tomorrow, I can only give Meng Hongchen a few new clothes to get by.
But then again, it wasn't just my imagination.
Now that she had taken off those specially made high-heeled military boots and was standing barefoot in front of him, Xian Lin'er no longer had that slightly imposing height; she now appeared petite and delicate.
Coupled with that casual light pink bathrobe, the previous dashing and heroic aura had completely vanished, replaced by a touch of delicate charm.
Up close, a fresh scent, like that of daisies, kept invading Huo Yuhao's nostrils, making him momentarily unsure whether it was the smell of soap after a bath or Xian Lin'er's unique body fragrance.
Xian Lin'er's already slightly flushed face blushed even more noticeably under Huo Yuhao's gaze.
Although she had lived for many years, she had never shown herself in this form to any man.
Even though she had a brief romantic relationship with Yan Shaozhe in the past, at that time everyone was focused on how to cultivate diligently.
Under Qian Duoduo's relentless pursuit, Yan Shaozhe underwent hellish training with Elder Mu every day.
In addition, Xianlin'er's mother, as an elder of the Sea God Pavilion, was naturally very traditional in some aspects.
In her mind, intimate acts between men and women could only happen on the night of the wedding.
Aside from holding hands a few times, there was nothing else between her and Yan Shaozhe that crossed the line.
But how could Yan Shaozhe, who had already tasted the forbidden fruit with Feng Ling, possibly tolerate the rigid, traditional, and somewhat domineering Xian Lin'er?
This is why Cai Meier was able to so easily take advantage of the situation and seduce Yan Shaozhe.
Thinking of these past events, Xian Lin'er's mind was in turmoil. She subconsciously raised her hand and gently patted her slightly flushed face, forcing herself to calm down.
Then, she casually teased, "Why do you suddenly seem so dazed? There's not much to see in a teacher like this, is there?"
Anyway, among your group of girlfriends, quite a few are prettier than the teacher. Stop daydreaming, let's get started on our cultivation.
Huo Yuhao subconsciously touched his nose, but didn't know how to refute it.
He could naturally sense that Xian Lin'er's current situation was very strange.
But all he could do was nod silently.
Inside the room, on the large bed.
Xian Lin'er sat in front of Huo Yuhao, and the two looked at each other.
Xian Lin'er, sitting cross-legged, could no longer completely conceal her beautiful figure in her loose bathrobe, revealing glimpses of her fair skin.
At the lower hem, compared to before, the cross-legged posture reveals most of the leg area.
Those long, shapely legs gleamed with a soft, lustrous sheen, like white ivory, under the warm yellow light of the soul-guiding lamp.
The lotus-like cross-legged sitting posture further exposed her incredibly alluring, fair soles to the air without any defense.
The delicate, pink toes, like jade beads, seemed to be tightly clenched together because of their owner's shyness.
Like a frightened little animal, unwilling to easily reveal its most delicate and charming side.
Xianlin'er felt increasingly embarrassed.
Although Huo Yuhao's gaze remained perfectly normal throughout, without a trace of ill intent, she felt that her heart could never find peace.
It felt as if a feather was gently brushing against the softest part of my heart.
This made her whole body feel increasingly soft and hot, as if a warm current was constantly flowing towards her lower abdomen.
"Teacher, let's begin."
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao speak and seeing his long, slender, fair hands extended in front of her, Xian Lin'er felt her heart leap into her throat, and her tongue seemed to be tied in knots.
"Okay...okay...then let's begin."
Hearing the sound she made, which sounded like a kitten's meow, Xian Lin'er was startled.
She could only keep reminding herself in her heart.
This is just normal cultivation. Yuhao is still just a child. How could he possibly have any special meaning to me?
No, it's not that I could have thought of attacking Yuhao!
Wouldn't I be too perverted if I did that?
But when I think of Gu Yuena...
Based on his own deduction, the silver-haired girl was clearly much older than himself.
Yet she could attack Huo Yuhao so recklessly.
Every time Gu Yuena came out of Huo Yuhao's room, she looked rosy and refreshed.
Given Gu Yuena's strength, Huo Yuhao would likely suffer an absolutely inhumane humiliation in front of her.
Thinking of this, Xian Lin'er only regretted that she did not have enough strength to protect her precious disciple.
We can't treat it like we would with other young people, doing whatever we want.
He could only watch helplessly as Gu Yuena did whatever she wanted to Huo Yuhao.
With a thousand thoughts swirling in her mind, Xian Lin'er subconsciously extended her slightly trembling hand and pressed it against Huo Yuhao's.
As the two activated their soul power, in the next instant, an indescribable, strange feeling spread throughout their bodies like an electric current.
Xianlin'er uncontrollably and quickly pulled her hand back, letting out a suppressed sob.
"Waaah..."
"Teacher, what's wrong? Maybe we should call it a day?"
Huo Yuhao looked at Xian Lin'er, whose condition was clearly not right, and asked with concern in his eyes.
"N-nothing...it's just...it's just..."
Xian Lin'er was completely distraught.
She never expected that such a simple fusion of soul power would cause her martial soul to undergo an unprecedented sublimation.
In that instant, she reached the highest point.
At that moment, she felt that the bathrobe she was wearing was sticking to her body because it was soaked with sweat, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Yet deep down, it was as if, after experiencing this ultimate pleasure for the first time, she was constantly urging herself to seek more.
For a moment, Xian Lin'er's breathing became a little rapid.
Those blue eyes gradually became moist, their gaze filled with a hint of resentment and a touch of infatuation.
"No... We've come this far, how can we give up halfway? Teacher, I can still hold on. This time... this time I'll definitely let you in without any reservations."
Hearing these extremely easily misunderstood and lewd words, Huo Yuhao's lips twitched uncontrollably.
But given Xianlin'er's never-give-up spirit, he eventually offered his hands again.
Looking at the hands that were once again extended to her, Xian Lin'er subconsciously took a deep breath.
Her pretty face still carried the blush of afterglow from the peak she had reached after her recent ascension.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, completely lacking her usual Valkyrie-like heroic spirit and dashing demeanor, instead exuding a captivating charm.
(End of this chapter)