Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

As Asha Ruya looked at Mo Xie's powerless state, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent shapes. She couldn't help but imagine herself as the wicked older sister with malicious intentions, while the little man she had coveted for so long was now trapped and at her mercy.

Hearing Mo Xie's intermittent voice, she placed her cool, jade-like hands on the other's slightly flushed face. The moment she touched her, she felt a warmth. Meeting Mo Xie's slightly dazed eyes, a sense of conquest arose spontaneously.

Her delicate fingers traced the smooth skin, then slowly slid down to her thin lips, and finally, her hands embraced Mo Xie's head, gently placing it in her broad chest.

Asharuya felt a warm breath swirling around her chest. This unusual sensation made her already rosy cheeks even redder, her fair skin glowing with a pinkish hue. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with desire, clearly showing that she was aroused.

She gently stroked Mo Xie's round thigh, but instead of letting go of his head, she stroked the back of his head as if comforting a child.

Mo Xie's face was flushed, her breathing was heavy, and her eyelids gradually became heavy from the initial trembling. She ignored the soft touch on her face and the milky scent lingering in her nose. She couldn't even muster the strength to move her body, and she couldn't speak. She could only be passively held in Asha's arms.

Asha Ruya radiated maternal glow, exhaling a fragrant breath, and whispered seductively in Mo Xie's ear.

"Xiao Xie, remember, never believe a woman's words. I don't want you to be deceived by other women in the future."

After saying that, she reached out and supported Mo Xie's body, letting him lean against her.

At the same time, many eyes turned towards them, filled with a mixture of emotions: envy, jealousy, admiration... and even a hint of anticipation.

Women and men are the same kind of creatures; both have the desire to bring down those in power. Men want to drag the high and mighty fairy into the abyss, and women also want to bring down the pure and innocent Mo Xie from her pedestal. It's just that everyone cares about who the female lead is.

When Ms. Lin, the bartender behind the bar, saw the leader being led away by a strange woman, she frowned slightly but did not stop it.

She wasn't a woman without discernment; the leader and this woman in the gauze dress must have a good relationship, otherwise they wouldn't have acted so intimately. Perhaps they were lovers.

Besides, given the Evil Heaven Pavilion's trump card, that woman wouldn't do anything to harm the leader.

Sigh, I haven't even tasted the leader's flavor yet... Oh well, let's give priority to the capable.

A short while later, Asha Ruya used Shadow Step to bring Mo Xie to the hotel room. The room was brightly lit, and the furnishings and decorations exuded luxury. In the center was a large and comfortable bed, clearly indicating that it was a presidential suite.

"Where is everyone...? Looks like I can have a taste first!"

Seeing that there was no other figure in the room, she smiled and laid the exhausted Mo Xie down on the soft bed.

Asha'ruya removed the veil that covered half of her face, revealing her naturally alluring beauty. The slight upturn of her red lips testified to her current pleasure, exuding a charmingly sickly allure.

She bent over and climbed onto the bed quietly, displaying her supple and boneless waist to the fullest. Her plump and rounded buttocks sat on Mo Xie's lower body, squeezing out two blobs of flesh.

A pair of soft, smooth hands slipped inside the hem of her clothes, touching hard objects. Pulling the clothes up revealed a chiseled eight-pack, a V-shaped waist, and a well-defined V-line, making women drool!

Asha's eyes gleamed with an unusual light, a mixture of appreciation and satisfaction, but even more so, a greedy glint in them. Her rosy tongue flickered across her lips, while her delicate hands roamed over her abs.

I never imagined you had such a great figure, little brother. Last time I only measured it by accident with my foot, but this time I can see it with my own eyes.

Then, her gaze gradually moved downwards, her breathing became slightly heavier, and she swallowed.

It's alright for the older sister to be concerned about her younger brother's development, right...?

Just as she was about to touch the final red line, a fair and delicate hand grabbed Asha's wrist. She stiffened and turned to look at the owner of the hand.

A woman in red stood by the bed, her beautiful face cold and her gaze icy as she stared at him.

The woman, simply by standing there, exuded an aura of natural allure, like a reincarnated nine-tailed fox, charming and seductive, captivating and mesmerizing.

But when that allure is unveiled, one is astonished to find a dark queen standing before them, dignified and elegant, graceful and noble, cold and proud, and stunningly beautiful!
The woman had an oval face with delicate features, long eyelashes, bright eyes, a firm nose, and bright red lips.

With that captivating face alone, she is undoubtedly a woman of unparalleled beauty, capable of bringing ruin to a nation, graceful and charming.

A red diamond-shaped necklace shimmered on her swan-like white neck and delicate collarbone.

The skin exposed to the air was as white and flawless as mutton fat jade, smooth and delicate, with a crystal-clear luster.

Wearing a red strapless, off-the-shoulder, high-slit dress, this formal gown was extremely form-fitting, perfectly highlighting her exquisite figure, creating an exaggerated S-shape like undulating mountains!
Large swathes of snow-white, jade-like skin were exposed, as white, translucent, smooth, and delicate as mutton fat jade.

With her curvaceous figure and hot body, a few strands of hair fell on her exaggeratedly arched breasts. The strapless design revealed glimpses of her fair and firm flesh, and the deep cleavage made one want to explore further.

The form-fitting dress cinched at the waist, accentuating her slender, willow-like waist, so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand. The dress widened abruptly at the hips, stretching the hip area and enveloping her round, full buttocks.

Large and full breasts, a slender and boneless waist, and perky and full buttocks... like a ripe peach, making one want to pick it and take a big bite.

The skirt extended all the way down to her calves, concealing a pair of long, straight, snow-white legs, but it wasn't hard to imagine the plump thighs and delicate calves underneath.

A pair of delicate, small feet were clad in red pointed-toe stilettos with heels that were a full seven centimeters high, accentuating her tall figure.

Exquisite ankles and graceful arches—even hidden by high heels, one can imagine that this lady's feet have ten toes as lustrous as pearls, and soft soles that make one want to hold them in one's hands and gently caress them.

The woman possessed a charming and alluring face, a mature and sexy figure, and especially a dignified and elegant temperament unique to beautiful women, which was not something that young girls possessed. Every move she made, every smile she gave, exuded a bewitching charm and was full of grace!
She was like a fairy descended to earth, untouched by worldly concerns, ethereal and otherworldly.

Yet she is like a bewitching enchantress, captivating and alluring.

"Little Meng'e, don't cross the line!"

Upon hearing that slightly chilling voice, Asha's panic vanished, and she smiled sweetly as she spoke.

"Aunt Ye, I think it's you, not me, who's trying to overstep the line."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chang narrowed her eyes, glanced at Asharuya expressionlessly, and remained silent.

Asha'ruya couldn't stand the atmosphere and was the first to give in, leaving Moye's body.

"Alright, I've brought Xiao Xie over for you too, so I'll be leaving now."

She waved her hand, took one last reluctant look at Mo Xie, and then swayed her hips as she left the room.

After the door closed, Ye Chang looked at Mo Xie lying on the bed. Her eyelids were lowered, and her originally cold and icy expression became tender and gentle, her eyes filled with love and warmth.

She slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, her two fair, long, and straight legs crossed together. Her round and full thighs were revealed from the slit, giving her a just-right plumpness without a trace of excess fat. Her calves were slender, well-proportioned, and firm.

Her jade-like hands gently caressed Mo Xie's delicate and smooth face, each movement so careful, as if she were touching a precious work of art.

Suddenly, Ye Chang paused, glanced sideways at the door, and asked in a teasing tone.

"What, does Little Meng'e like eavesdropping now?"

The next second, the sound of high heels clicking away came from outside the door, gradually fading into the distance.

Ye Chang smiled playfully as she slowly took off her red high heels, revealing a pair of exquisite and delicate feet.

Her graceful and voluptuous body lay on her side by the bed, her slender arms propped up on the bed, her jade hands supporting her cheeks, her beautiful eyes admiring Mo Xie's stunning appearance without blinking.

With his other hand, he slipped inside Mo Xie's collar and pulled out the Ningmo Necklace with a red rhombus-shaped crystal hanging from it. His brows were full of joy, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Perhaps because the voice was too loud, or perhaps because she sensed the movement beside her, Mo Xie slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a face that was breathtakingly beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

He was all too familiar with that face. His pupils trembled involuntarily. The woman in front of him was none other than Ye Chang, whom he hadn't seen in a long time!

"Aunt Ye... Aunt Ye..."

Moye wanted to speak, but she couldn't muster any strength and even speaking was difficult.

Seeing Mo Xie's pained and unwilling expression, Ye Chang felt a surge of tenderness in her heart. Her beautiful eyes were full of care, and her pupils shimmered with a pinkish luster. She gently stroked his cheek with her jade-like hand.

As the jade hand touched her face, Mo Xie felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her. Her eyelids trembled uncontrollably, and she finally closed her eyes weakly and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Ye Chang chuckled, tidied the bed, covered the two of them with the quilt, and held Mo Xie in her arms.

If Mo Xie were awake, he would have noticed the weariness in Ye Chang's eyes—a weariness that came from the depths of her heart.

She stroked Mo Xie's head, gazing at his face, before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

Xiao Xie, you're just like her. Grow up quickly, Auntie is so tired... (End of Chapter)