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

In his dazed state, Fang Xuan felt an astonishing heat emanating from the skin his palm touched.

Unexpectedly, his senior sister's body was even hotter than his.

I shook my groggy head to clear my head.

Although her vision was still blurry, she could vaguely make out Ning Qian's aloof face and her dazzlingly white skin...

His own clothes... there's no need for his senior sister to go through the trouble of taking them off.

He sat up straight and pulled Ning Qian, who had just taken off her coat, directly into his arms.

Then, he placed his hands on either side of her head and pressed her against the headboard.

Ning Qian was caught off guard by his sudden counterattack. Her usually cool eyes widened in panic.

Fang Xuan didn't give her time to react before lowering his head and kissing her.

"Ugh...!"

Ning Qian instinctively tried to push him away, but gently placed her hand on his chest.

Fang Xuan deepened the kiss, conquering and expanding his territory.

With one hand free, he groped and caressed her slender waist...

It was warm to the touch.

It's so thin... he could almost hold most of it in one hand.

His fingers deftly untied the side ties of her undergarment, and it slid down...

Ning Qian stiffened for a moment, then gave a final, struggling push, her hand pressing slightly against his chest.

But in the next moment, it seemed to completely give up resistance and let go of its strength.

......

Anyway... the relationships are already a mess.

She no longer cared about the ethics of her sect.

The idea of ​​a senior/junior brother practicing dual cultivation is condemned by outsiders as an unethical and shameless act...

At this moment, everything else became insignificant in the face of her overwhelming desire...

She tilted her head back and awkwardly responded to the passionate kiss.

Fang Xuan's hand, which was gripping her waist, tightened abruptly.

"Mmm..." Ning Qian gasped softly at his punitive force, her already weak body going limp even further.

Meanwhile, Fang Xuan's other mischievous hand had already slid down from her waist and was caressing her long, slender legs...

It feels smooth to the touch, and the skin is like jade.

As you continue upwards, the strap loosens...

Fang Xuan casually tossed it on the ground...

......

The detailed process, which is too complex to describe in words, is omitted here.

The story mainly depicts how Fang Xuan explores a new world, and how Ning Qian goes from being shy and resistant to gradually falling in love with it.

And the system would occasionally pop up to remind everyone: [New position detected! Training value +520!]

[Master's breathing rate has reached the threshold, slave service rating: Excellent!]

........

It wasn't until four hours later.

This is the third time.

Ning Qian lay limp on the messy bed, her consciousness somewhat scattered, feeling as if all the bones in her body had been disassembled and reassembled.

Especially her long, slender legs; even the slightest movement would cause them to tremble uncontrollably...

But what's going on...? Why does this yang poison seem to be getting better at all?

On the contrary... my junior brother seems even more energetic?

She could feel the person covering her; their body temperature was still frighteningly high, and their breath was hot and heavy.

Could it be... that she misjudged the situation? Or is this yang poison just too stubborn?

No... I have to get rid of it today.

Ning Qian barely mustered a bit of strength and pulled out a low-grade dual cultivation pill from somewhere.

Taking advantage of Fang Xuan's pause in catching his breath, she stuffed it into his mouth again.

"Hmm..."

Fang Xuancai had just felt the heat in his body subside slightly after releasing it several times.

My mind regained some clarity.

His cultivation barrier had even loosened considerably just now, and while playing around, he broke through to the Golden Core stage.

It seems that this Earth-grade Dual Cultivation Pill is indeed very effective in assisting cultivation.

And then....

Another pill was stuffed into his mouth.

The familiar heat spread once again.

Fang Xuan: "..."

Senior sister, are you planning to kill him with medication...?

He looked at Ning Qian and saw that she was also struggling to put three of the same pills into her mouth at once.

His eyes seemed to say he was ready to burn his bridges.

Clearly, she felt she was about to reach her limit and needed the help of elixirs.

.......