Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

Feng San Niang rose from the couch, her slender waist swaying gently, her figure graceful, and she turned and left in haste.

Wang Xuan secretly praised her, thinking, "She truly lives up to her reputation as a vixen."

Although Feng San Niang was dignified in her dress and behaved in a proper manner, her inherent charm was innate and natural.

Then again, there must be quite a few foxes in this world.

Fan Shiyi Niang nestled softly in Wang Xuan's arms, her delicate body exuding liveliness and agility.

"Brother Xuan, did you bully Third Sister?"

Wang Xuan chuckled and said, "Look at how cunning she is, she's the one who's bullying me."

Fan Shiyi Niang looked up at him with her fair and delicate face, her eyes full of disbelief: "Actually, it's okay to bully Third Sister, but you must never defile her body, otherwise she won't be able to enjoy immortality."

Wang Xuan reached out and gently pinched her firm buttocks, feigning doubt as he asked, "Then tell me, if I can't deflower her, how else can I bully her?"

Fan Shiyi Niang raised her small fist and gently punched his chest, then lightly tapped his lips with her slender finger, softly scolding, "Brother Xuan, you're naughty, you know that perfectly well."

Wang Xuan pinched her cheek in annoyance: "What are you thinking about all day long? Besides, are you asking me to bully her or serve her?"

Fan Shiyi Niang's pretty face flushed red, and she blinked: "What? I meant you can only kiss her at most, what are you thinking?"

Wang Xuan scrutinized her large, innocent eyes. Perhaps he had really misunderstood. He pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed and changed the subject, asking, "What were you doing just now?"

"I went to ask Sister Rouge about cultivation. I also want to be like you in the future, able to fly whenever I want and become invisible whenever I want. It's just that my cultivation is too slow."

"You've only been cultivating for a short time, of course your progress is slow," Wang Xuan comforted her. "How about I take you out for a flight while we have this opportunity?"

Fan Shiyi Niang's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes!"

Wang Xuan took Fan Shiyi Niang's hand, walked outside, concealed himself from the sight of the servants in the mansion, and then took to the air.

"Where would you like to go?"

Fan Shiyi Niang bit her lip and said softly, "Brother Xuan, I want to go home, is that alright?"

She then explained, "It's not that I can't live without my father and mother, it's just that you and Third Aunt made such a big fuss before, even the whole house was destroyed, I was afraid they would worry about me, so I wanted to let them know I'm safe."

Wang Xuan nodded gently: "Then let's go."

Regarding the previous incident, Wang Xuan also sent a letter to the Fan family.

However, since this matter was so absurd, Fan Chongwen and his wife couldn't help but overthink it.

The two flew along with the wind. Fan Shiyi Niang watched the mountains and land rushing past below, feeling extremely happy and even hoping that they could fly like this forever.

After a long time, the two finally arrived at the Fan residence.

Wang Xuan and Fan Shiyi Niang quietly landed at the place where the two first met.

The innocent and naive young girl from back then has now acquired the charm of a married woman.

The scene of their first meeting flooded their minds. Wang Xuan, suddenly seized by a playful impulse, led Fan Shiyi Niang to a corner of the corridor, reached out to hug her, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Hearing footsteps passing by, Fan Shiyi Niang felt a secret thrill, and her heart pounded faster.

One kiss and it was over.

Wang Xuan let Fan Shiyi Niang go to see her parents alone, while he concealed himself and hid to the side.

After the three met and talked for a while, Mr. and Mrs. Fan Chongwen finally felt relieved.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fan Shiyi Niang bid farewell to her parents and left the room.

Wang Xuan took her hand, and they rode away on the wind, returning to Qiantang.

……

On the other side, Feng Sanniang waited and waited, but Wang Xuan never came.

It's been so long, and it's getting dark. Surely they're not still all lovey-dovey.

With that in mind, she decided to go to Fan Shiyi Niang's room first.

But as soon as he stepped outside, he heard Fan Shiyi Niang's charming moans.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, she heard Fan Shiyi Niang speak again.

"Brother Xuan, will you treat me like Third Sister?"

Fan Shiyi Niang's cherry-like lips were slightly parted, her lips delicate and moist, like a ripe autumn fruit, making one's mouth water.

Feng Sanniang, standing outside the door, froze on the spot.

???

Wang Xuan's heart warmed: "Why am I treating you like my third sister?"

Fan Shiyi Niang naturally sensed Wang Xuan's change and smiled faintly: "I just regret that San Niang's background is special and she can't experience these things. I've done this to make it perfect for her."

Wang Xuan feigned reluctance: "Isn't that inappropriate, Third Sister?"

Feng San Niang, standing outside the door, was speechless. She clenched her fists, feeling as if an electric current was running through her body. She thought to herself: Sister, are you helping me or Wang Xuan?

……

Inside the room, Fan Shiyi Niang let out a clear yet suppressed sigh, her whole body resembling a fully drawn longbow.

Wang Xuan straightened his clothes and walked out of Fan Shiyi Niang's room with a bright and energetic look.

Feng San Niang was standing at the courtyard gate, looking at him with a particularly complicated expression.

Thinking of what had just happened inside the room, Wang Xuan blushed slightly, but pretended to be calm as he approached her.

"Third Sister, when did you arrive?"

Feng San Niang swallowed her words, replying simply, "Just arrived."

Wang Xuan breathed a slight sigh of relief: "Then you can go in."

"I'm not looking for her, I'm looking for you."

Wang Xuan was quite surprised and stared at her intently: "You've thought it through?"

Feng San Niang spat lightly, "Pah! You're the one who's finally figured it out."

Wang Xuan pinched her cheek and said irritably, "I asked you if you've thought it through and decided to leave? Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Feng San Niang waved her hand to slap it away, her cheeks flushing.

It's all Fan Shiyi Niang's fault; now she gets stressed whenever she hears the word "Tong".

"Okay, I'm leaving now."

Wang Xuan looked wistful, but a playful thought crept in: "Will we ever meet again, Third Sister? I hope you'll be happy when we meet again."

Feng San Niang looked at Wang Xuan with a strange expression.

It's as if he can't live without me.

"You've been a womanizer, and now I'm starting to doubt whether handing Shiyi Niang over to you was the right choice."

Wang Xuan said smugly, "Hmph, you have no idea how happy Eleventh Sister was just now."

"Never mind, it's because Eleventh Sister likes you." Feng Sanniang said softly. "I have no other requests. After I leave, try to spend more time with her. I won't talk to Eleventh Sister anymore."

She knew in her heart that if she saw Fan Shiyi Niang again, and the two of them had a tearful farewell, she would stay a little longer.

Having spent so much time together, Wang Xuan also felt a pang of reluctance to part with Feng San Niang, but he had no intention of forcing her to stay, since Feng San Niang had her own path to walk.

Wang Xuan patted her shoulder, then suddenly stepped forward and hugged her: "Come back and visit when you have time."

The sudden hug made Feng San Niang blush. She stood there for a moment, stunned, before shyly pushing him away.

"I'm leaving."

Wang Xuan grabbed her slender wrist: "Wait."

Feng Sanniang looked at him.

I want to give you a gift, but I'm afraid that seeing it will remind you of me.

Feng San Niang blinked her watery eyes: "If you want to see me off, then go ahead. If not, I'm leaving."

"Then close your eyes and count to three in your mind."

Feng San Niang closed her eyes.

Wang Xuan hugged her waist for the first time and leaned in close.

What gift could be more profound than a first kiss?

It doesn't say you can't kiss someone, though it doesn't say you can't lose your virginity.

Feng San Niang felt a tightening around her waist and quickly opened her eyes. Seeing Wang Xuan's lips getting closer and closer, she blushed and scolded him with her small hand, "You rascal! I'm leaving."

A gentle breeze blew by, and Feng San Niang's figure vanished.