Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Just as Ye Qiu was about to finish his tea, Zhu Zhuyun called out softly.

She stood up and walked gracefully to Ye Qiu, looking down at him.

"Sister Zhuyun, what's wrong?"

Ye Qiu looked up at her curiously.

"Your sister Zhuyun has a gift for you today."

Zhu Zhuyun bit her luscious red lips, her face flushing crimson.

To Ye Qiu's surprise, she suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of him.

"Sister Zhuyun, what's wrong with you... uh!"

Soon, Ye Qiu understood what Zhu Zhuyun was up to.

Zhu Zhuyun lowered her head, holding something in her hands, her eyes filled with a hint of tenderness and allure.

In the dimly lit, secret room.

Zhu Zhuyun knelt on one knee, facing Ye Qiu.

They were performing a devout ritual, bowing slightly and slowly.

Ye Qiu sat in his seat, receiving the baptism of this ceremony.

It seems even the soul can be cleansed...

Every cell in my body relaxed, and a surge of heat coursed through my body.

Zhu Zhuyun looked up.

Her pale purple eyes met Ye Qiu's gaze.

The tenderness and comfort in his eyes were exactly what she needed.

She playfully stuck out her tongue at Ye Qiu.

For Ye Qiu's sake, to make him understand her feelings and seize this opportunity.

Zhu Zhuyun had no choice but to kneel down in front of Ye Qiu.

In the name of love, I pray with all my heart that Ye Qiu may spare a little warmth for me.

Chapter 507 Women who are in love are prone to anxiety and insecurity.

The ceremony continued.

Zhu Zhuyun used her unfamiliar, gentle, and sincere skills to dispel Ye Qiu's distracting thoughts.

He knelt on one knee in front of Ye Qiu.

Zhu Zhuyun's kowtows were delivered with a strange rhythm, like a secret code, communicating with heaven and earth, and stirring Ye Qiu's nerves.

Sometimes it is neither hurried nor slow, and sometimes it is as swift as the wind.

Until Ye Qiu noticed.

When the energy within him had completely burst out of his body, he immediately grabbed Zhu Zhuyun's soft hair.

I didn't want her efforts to be in vain.

As she wished, he shared some of his warmth with her.

Ye Qiu's heart seemed to have been cleansed, and he felt very peaceful.

Zhu Zhuyun bowed her head deeply once again.

She glanced at Ye Qiu with a gentle look in her eyes, and then carefully kowtowed a few more times, as if to mark the end of the ceremony.

His throat bobbed, and he finally raised his head.

She lowered her hands, which were holding the item in front of her, and put it back in its place.

Ye Qiu breathed a long sigh of relief. Zhu Zhuyun's gift was so gentle and heartwarming.

Seeing Zhu Zhuyun stand up and gently touch the corner of her mouth, Ye Qiu handed her the warm tea in his hand.

"Sister Zhuyun..."

Zhu Zhuyun shook her head slightly and pursed her red lips.

She stepped forward coquettishly, grabbed Ye Qiu's collar, and sat down in his lap.

He held Ye Qiu's face in his hands, gazing at her quietly, as if he wanted to etch her features into his heart.

Hao Ban Xiang turned her head and leaned against Ye Qiu's chest.

Said softly:

"I want Xiao Qiu to feed me."

"Ah."

Ye Qiu nodded slightly, took the water glass in his hand, and gently brought it to Zhu Zhuyun's lips.

Watching her slowly and carefully accept and swallow everything Ye Qiu fed her, she was overwhelmed.

She didn't dislike anything about Ye Qiu; she was willing to accept anything from him—those women, including enemies, everything... She had long been prepared for this.

After drinking the hot tea.

Zhu Zhuyun pursed her red lips, making sure she had finished drinking, before cupping Ye Qiu's face in her hands again.

Gradually approaching Ye Qiu.

"Xiao Qiu, is this gift... to your liking?"

"Sister Zhuyun".

Ye Qiu didn't speak, but instead reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. Their hearts were in perfect harmony, and Ye Qiu could deeply feel her softness.

In the dimly lit, secret room.

Ye Qiu gently kissed Zhu Zhuyun's red lips.

"嘤咛~"

Zhu Zhuyun let out a muffled groan, her eyes filled with boundless joy, and she awkwardly began to respond.

This was the first time Ye Qiu had ever kissed her.

Of course, she hoped it would last longer, so she obediently cooperated and followed Ye Qiu's rhythm. She noticed her conscience tightening a little, but she remained unmoved. She just blushed, hooked her arms around Ye Qiu's neck, and bent her body slightly to make it easier for Ye Qiu to make his move and reach the peak.

Their passionate kiss seemed to add a flammable, burning ember to the dimly lit room, raising the temperature of the entire space.

Soon, Zhu Zhuyun witnessed Ye Qiu's naiveté.

Zhu Zhuqing once told her that Ye Qiu was very childish... He loved drinking milk, including civet milk, rabbit milk, dragon milk, and even alpine grass milk. Ye Qiu would let them drink with him, but they all used Ye Qiu's straws, while Ye Qiu was so childish that he wanted to use a pacifier, which was really strange.

However, the daily lives of Ye Qiu, Ning Rongrong, and the other girls are just that simple and unpretentious.

"Xiao Qiu..."

Zhu Zhuyun called softly and gently cradled Ye Qiu's head in her arms. Ye Qiu wasn't stingy with adding more straws, and she, in turn, wasn't stingy with her hospitality either.

Faced with Zhu Zhuyun, who was even more outstanding than Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Qiu would not stand on ceremony if she wanted to drink. This was a rare opportunity to drink to one's heart's content.

Push horizontally with both hands from top to bottom.

Zhu Zhuyun's voluptuousness is no less than Liu Erlong's, but she lacks a certain mature charm; that kind of allure needs time to develop.

Although Zhu Zhuyun really touched Ye Qiu's heart.

but.

Ye Qiu finally stopped.

He hadn't forgotten what he promised Ning Rongrong, or that strange Davis... Since he could see the problem with that spirit ring, it wouldn't be difficult for him to tell from her eyes whether she was a virgin.

If he finds out that Zhu Zhuyun has cheated on him, then things will be dangerous.

Zhu Zhuyun nestled in Ye Qiu's arms, her already loose clothes slightly disheveled, and looked up at Ye Qiu with a puzzled expression.

"Xiao Qiu, why?"

"Sister Zhuyun, now is not the time."

Ye Qiu's hands glowed green as he slid them across Zhu Zhuyun's delicate body, erasing the marks.

I also explained to her the things I was worried about.

"So that's how it is... I thought it was because I wasn't good enough for Xiao Qiu."

Zhu Zhuyun pursed her red lips, her face flushed... her soft body gently rubbing against Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu paused, looked at Zhu Zhuyun strangely, and reached out to grab her.

"Sister Zhuyun, do you really think that way?"

When Zhu Zhuyun seduced him before, her confident demeanor showed no sign of this kind of worry.

Clearly, Zhu Zhuyun knew what Ye Qiu was thinking. Her face flushed crimson, and she gently bit Ye Qiu's neck.

"Xiao Qiu, don't you know that women are prone to being insecure and anxious?"