High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Jiang Yue'er was secretly pleased with herself, but she put on a docile expression, nodded, and buried her face in his chest again.

A slight smile played on her lips, and a determined glint flashed in her eyes.

Once she becomes a permanent member and figures out his background, it'll be hard to say who's whose dog.

I'll make you serve me like a dog for the rest of your life to repay your rudeness to me today.

You dog of a man, just you wait. One day, I'll make you kneel down and lick my feet, and show you the consequences of offending the Daoist of the Heavenly Maiden Temple.

She cursed him in her mind, over and over again, as if venting her anger.

But after she finished cursing, the sense of humiliation that surged from the depths of her soul did not dissipate. Instead, it was like a thorn stuck in her heart, getting deeper and deeper.

She lived for dozens of eras, a Dao Child of the Heavenly Maiden Temple, an existence revered by countless disciples.

She had schemed against countless people, and countless men had died for her. She had always stood on high, looking down on all living beings.

But today, this man pinned her against the wall of chaos, kissing her until her legs went weak and touching her until her whole body burned. She didn't even have the courage to push him away.

What was even more hateful was that scorching, domineering, and irresistible touch, which was branded onto her skin like a mark, making her feel hot all over.

Jiang Yue'er took a deep breath, suppressing the hatred and humiliation that was about to overflow. She buried her face even deeper, wrapped her arms around his waist, and secretly clenched his robes on the back of his body until her knuckles turned white.

Su Jie looked down at her slightly trembling shoulders, and a slow smile spread across his face.

He could feel her fingers clenching his robes, could feel her body trembling slightly, and could feel her cursing him in her heart.

But he didn't care. This was exactly the effect he wanted: to make her hate him, to make her resentful, and to make her think that she still had a chance to turn things around.

Only in this way will she continue acting and become more and more deeply involved.

When they realize that all their efforts have been in vain, that scene will surely be quite a spectacle.

He released his grip, took a half step back, took out a soft couch from the system space, and tossed it aside casually.

The soft couch rested in the center of the void rift, covered with dark gold brocade, soft and spacious.

Su Jie lay back, hands behind his head, in a lazy posture as if he were sunbathing in his own backyard.

He looked at Jiang Yue'er, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone languid:

"Rou'er, come on. You used to always take the initiative, I've been waiting for this day for so long."

Jiang Yue'er's mind went blank with a "buzz".

What? Her sister used to be the most proactive? Her sister used to be this open?

Jiang Yue'er's face changed from crimson to ashen, from ashen to deathly pale, and then from deathly pale to bright red, like a neon light that kept changing colors.

She cursed in her heart countless times: Jiang Rou'er, how could you be so promiscuous?

Even in your death, you still embarrass me. You deserve to die. You blocked my way before, and now you're making me suffer like this...

She bit her lip, her nails digging deep into her palms, her knuckles turning white.

She hated Jiang Rou'er, hated her for leaving such a man behind.

She hated Su Jie, hated him for being so domineering, so forceful, and so shameless.

She took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the humiliation and anger that was about to overflow.

She looked up at Su Jie's smiling face, bit her lip, and whispered as softly as a mosquito's hum, "You...you close your eyes."

Su Jie raised an eyebrow, smiled, and closed his eyes.

Jiang Yue'er stood by the soft couch, her fingers clenching the hem of her skirt so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Looking at Su Jie's languid face, she felt a surge of impulse. She wanted to slap him, kick him, or strangle him.

She took a deep breath, slowly knelt on the soft couch, leaned down, and pressed her trembling lips to his forehead.

Su Jie didn't open his eyes, but a slight smile appeared on his lips. He reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her down.

Jiang Yue'er's body stiffened abruptly, and she lay on top of him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her ears turning so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Su Jie's hand slid from her waist to her back, patting her gently, his tone carrying a hint of doting and teasing:

"What's wrong with you today? You weren't this shy before. Hurry up, I can't wait."

Jiang Yue'er bit her lip and remained silent.

Su Jie's hand slid from her back to her hair, gently stroking it, his voice low and tender:

"Rou'er, after you disappeared, I haven't touched a woman again. It's been so hard for me to hold back."

Jiang Yue'er's heart skipped a beat.

She knew those words weren't meant for her, but for Jiang Rou'er.

But she couldn't help... feeling a little flutter in her heart.

Jiang Rou'er, what incredible luck did you have to meet a man like this?

Unfortunately, he was blind and mistook her for someone else. Since he had mistaken her for someone else, he shouldn't blame her for being impolite.

A complex look appeared in her eyes. She suddenly lowered her head and kissed his lips.

Su Jie's lips slowly parted into a smile, and he reached out to cup the back of her head, responding to her kiss.

Their clothes slipped off without them noticing and piled up on the edge of the soft couch.

Jiang Yue'er's body was trembling, but she did not back down.

Su Jie said gently, "Rou'er...you kissed the wrong place just now. Has it been too long and you've forgotten?"

Then he leaned close to her ear and whispered something.

Jiang Yue'er's mind went blank with a "buzz".

Her face was so red it was almost bleeding, and she bit her lip hard.

She hated Jiang Rou'er so much, hated her for leaving behind so many "habits", hated her for making her suffer all of this.

She took a deep breath, lowered her head, and her trembling lips touched...

Su Jie's body stiffened abruptly, then relaxed, his fingers threading through her hair and gently holding it in place.

His voice was deep and satisfied, with a hint of suppressed panting: "Yes...that's it."

Rou'er, you're amazing! Later, I'll review with you the 10086 things we discussed about cultivation.

……

After a long, long time, the sounds on the soft couch finally subsided.

Su Jie's expression remained unchanged, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Jiang Yue'er had changed into a new moon-white dress, her hair was tied up again, and her face still had a blush.

Her steps were unsteady, her head was down, but her mind was in turmoil.

This bastard! He's made me suffer like this, and he still says he's "reviewing old knowledge"? Review my ass!

She bit her lip, cursing Su Jie a thousand times in her heart, and also cursing Jiang Rou'er a thousand times in her heart.

What kind of gentle and kind woman is she? What kind of pure and innocent woman is she? She's actually like this behind the scenes.

Was it proactive? Did I kiss the wrong person? Do I still need to review?

What kind of spell did this man cast on you back then?

As she cursed inwardly, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Were those "habits" real or just made up by the man?