I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Back in the courtyard.

Fang Xuan walked ahead and pushed open the door first.

The winter sun made him feel lazy, so he decided to go back inside for a drink of water.

Ning Qian followed behind him, watching his back...

Junior brother... has gone back to his room.

She quickened her pace involuntarily and hurried to catch up.

Fang Xuan had just entered his room when he picked up a teacup from the table, poured himself some water, and took a sip, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

To Ning Qian, who followed closely behind, this scene was... inexplicably alluring.

Even when he was drinking water, his junior brother was... trying to seduce her.

All her plans for gradual progress and legitimate training were shattered by the "vibrant" junior brother in front of her.

After finishing his water, Fang Xuan put down the cup and planned to go out to practice his sword and stretch his muscles.

After all, he had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and needed to adapt to the surge in power.

He had just turned around, his hand on the door, ready to pull it open—

"Junior brother...where are you going?"

Ning Qian quickly grabbed his wrist.

My junior brother actually tried to escape! He's too disobedient; he needs to be disciplined severely.

Fang Xuan paused, turning around with some confusion: "Huh? I... I'm going to practice my sword in the courtyard."

.......

Practicing swordsmanship?

No.

Ning Qian's little brain started working at lightning speed.

My junior brother has just broken through, and his realm is not yet stable. At this time, he should... should consolidate his cultivation. Yes.

The best way to consolidate one's cultivation is, of course, to cultivate with her.

As I mentioned at the restaurant, I'll help him stabilize his cultivation level when we get back.

This was a perfectly legitimate reason she had finally found; how could she let her junior brother get away...?

"No practicing." Ning Qian stepped forward, her cool expression trying to remain serious.

"You have just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, your realm is still unstable and your foundation is not solid. At this time, you should calm down and consolidate your strength. It is not advisable to use your spiritual power, let alone be distracted by other things."

Fang Xuan blinked.

He felt that his foundation was quite solid.

The spiritual energy buns produced by the system are very substantial. Last night... well, their effect on assisting cultivation was also outstanding. My nascent soul solidified, and my spiritual energy was abundant.

However... if my senior sister says no, then no.

"Okay, Senior Sister." He put down the hand that was pushing the door open, turned around and walked back into the room, a well-behaved smile on his face. "Then I'll meditate and regulate my breathing."

.......

Ning Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

But my junior brother... is too obedient.

Now, how should she respond?

That was what she had originally planned.

The junior disciple was disobedient and insisted on practicing swordsmanship.

She could get very angry and then punish him severely in bed.

But now my junior brother is so well-behaved.

She said no, and he immediately came back obediently.

This... how could she possibly justify proposing punishment?

Now she directly said, "Junior brother, let's cultivate together."

My junior brother will definitely think she's a lustful and bad woman.

No, absolutely not.

Ning Qian's inner voice was pacing anxiously, but her cool and aloof face remained expressionless.

But her ears started turning red uncontrollably again.

She hesitated for a long time, looking at Fang Xuan's obedient expression of "whatever senior sister says goes," and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Lack of ambition!"

"Huh?" Fang Xuan was taken aback.

He's obediently come back now, so why is he still not making any progress?

Ning Qian avoided his gaze, her voice trying to remain steady, yet still trembling slightly: "You've only just improved your cultivation level, and you're already thinking about slacking off, only knowing how to sit and meditate, instead of seeking more effective ways to consolidate your gains."

"With such a mindset, how can one go further on the path of enlightenment?"

The more she spoke, the more reasonable she seemed, and her tone gradually became more assertive: "As your senior sister, it's my duty to urge you... to hurry up and start cultivating... together with your senior sister!"

Fang Xuan listened, feeling helpless. It really wasn't him who seduced his senior sister...

However, my senior sister is trying so hard to find an excuse...

Then he wouldn't stand on ceremony.

He suddenly stepped forward, closing the distance between them.

Before Ning Qian could react, Fang Xuan gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her back a few steps.

Gently press it against the wall.

"Junior Brother...?" Ning Qian's eyes widened slightly, a hint of panic flashing in her usually cold gaze.

Fang Xuan naturally wrapped his other arm around her slender waist, pulling her closer to him. He lowered his head, his gaze fixed intently on her lips.

"Senior sister...you just said you wanted to...cultivate with me?"

Ning Qian's heart pounded like a drum as he trapped her between the wall and his embrace.

The warmth from his hand against her waist made her feel weak all over.

"Yes...it's to stabilize my cultivation level..."

"Yes, I understand." Fang Xuan nodded with a smile.

"My senior sister is doing this all for my own good."

After saying that, he didn't give Ning Qian a chance to speak again.

He lowered his head and kissed those soft, slightly cool lips.

"Ugh...!"

Ning Qian's eyes widened instantly, but the warm touch and familiar scent on her lips made her tense body go limp almost immediately.

I unconsciously closed my eyes, my eyelashes fluttering slightly.

The kiss began with a touch of tenderness, but soon, after sensing Ning Qian's awkward response, it deepened...and became passionate.

The tip of her tongue gently tapped against her pearly teeth, smoothly invading and entwining with that soft, innocent little tongue...

"Um....."

Ning Qian let out a soft breath, her hands already reaching up to Fang Xuan's neck, responding awkwardly.

Her cool face flushed a beautiful blush, and her breathing became rapid.

After a while, Fang Xuan stepped back a little.

Ning Qian leaned against him, breathing softly, her eyelashes moist, her eyes shimmering, still carrying the lingering emotions.

She paused for a moment, then cautiously asked, "...Won't you... think my senior is being nosy?"

She was a little worried that she might be too proactive or strange, and that her junior brother might find her off-putting...

Fang Xuan looked at her anxious and uncertain expression.

He tightened his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, and then leaned down to kiss her reddened earlobe.

"No, I like my senior sister the most."

Winning over a senior sister is a piece of cake.

Ning Qian felt a surge of heat coursing through her body from the tips of her ears, making her feel even weaker. She was almost entirely supported by Fang Xuan to keep from slipping down.

My junior brother said... he likes her the most.

She secretly buried her face in Fang Xuan's neck, nuzzled against him, and couldn't help but smile.

Fang Xuan's hand, which had been properly wrapped around her waist, started to wander again.

His fingers gently stroked her slender waist through her clothes, sending waves of tingling, itchy sensation through her.

"Don't...don't touch my waist..." Ning Qian trembled and protested softly.

Her waist seemed particularly sensitive; it would go limp and she would lose all strength if touched.

"Why?" Fang Xuan asked deliberately, but his hands didn't stop moving. Instead, he intensified his movements, feeling the beautiful curves.

"Senior sister's waist...is very beautiful, and also...feels very nice to touch."

Ning Qian blushed at his blunt words, and before she could say anything, he silenced her with a kiss...

"Was the wine you drank just now apricot blossom flavored, senior sister?"

"No...no, try it again." Ning Qian was so dazed by his kisses that she didn't know why she responded to his joke.

"It smells like peach blossoms," Fang Xuan said casually.

"Mmm...no, it's not..." Ning Qian was panting heavily from the kisses.

"Then I'll taste it more carefully... the egg flavor."

"Huh...?" Ning Qian blinked blankly.

"It smells like my senior sister."

"What... um~"

......

What happened next... was...

Fang Xuan thought that since his senior sister had worked so hard, it would be a shame for him to hesitate and look back.

As for whether my senior sister's body can handle it...

Well, my senior sister has a strong recovery ability.

It should be...no problem, right?

.......