Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

He said, "Li Yunyu, do you know you're still alive?"

Yu Luoning: "I don't know."

Feng Qiguang laughed, his laughter carrying an irrepressible lightness.

Yu Luoning leaned against his chest, listening to the laughter coming down from above, then looked up at him and asked, "Are you that happy?"

"Of course I'm happy." He looked down to meet her gaze, raising an eyebrow slightly. "I was one step ahead of him."

Looking at him like this, Yu Luoning couldn't help but smile.

She leaned back against him, casually asking, "We've been apart for so long... have you had any other women?"

She paused, then said, "I've heard that scions of noble families all have maids sharing their rooms. If you were..."

She doesn't want it to be dirty.

Yu Luoning felt disgusted. Yes, she was indeed hypocritical.

If you don't apply double standards when it comes to dating, then what kind of dating is that? That's called charity work.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qiguang's smile froze.

He looked down at her, pulled her tightly into his arms, raised his hand, pinched her cheek lightly, and laughed in exasperation.

"You can't even do it yourself, yet you demand that I do it, and you expect me to remain chaste for you?"

"Double standards, huh?" Yu Luoning winced in pain, letting out a soft hum, then looked up at him defiantly, "Who told me I like you? Liking someone means possessiveness. I don't want to share my man with other women, so what?"

Feng Qiguang stared at her.

He slowly loosened his fingers from her cheek and instead covered her face with his palm, pressing his palm against her cheek.

His voice was very low, with a hint of hoarseness:

Explain yourself.

"What?"

You said you liked me.

Yu Luoning blinked, not avoiding his gaze, and a slow smile curved her lips. "Did I say that?"

Feng Qiguang gritted his teeth, exerted a little force with his palm, and pulled the person closer to him.

The two were closer, so close that Yu Luoning could feel his breath, warm and restrained.

He said, "There's no one else...only you."

The courtyard was very quiet.

Before I knew it, a light drizzle started falling outside again.

Yu Luoning looked around; Song Chi and Shuwen were both in their rooms.

Yu Luoning lowered her voice, met his deep black eyes, and asked:

"...Would you like to come into my room...and sit for a while?"

Feng Qiguang did not speak immediately.

He looked down at her, his dark eyes like embers long suppressed on a barren plain, which she gently blew on, and suddenly ignited into a raging fire.

His voice was low and hoarse as he spoke:

"it is good."

Upon entering the room, Yu Luoning gently closed the wooden door.

This time, Yu Luoning wasn't shy at all. In fact, she seemed a little impatient, her thoughts racing.

People who have tasted meat are different from those who haven't.

Furthermore, her backlash seal was shattered, and it's unknown whether she can recreate it through dual cultivation again.

She's still thinking about these things at a time like this; she's truly a workaholic.

Feng Qiguang stood inside the room, his gaze sweeping over her room.

The house was very clean and tidy, and smelled nice.

It didn't smell like any other man.

He was quite satisfied.

Yu Luoning had no idea what the man was thinking. She walked over and casually took his hand.

"Um, standing is tiring. My bed is quite soft, would you like to sit down?"

Feng Qiguang's ears instantly turned bright red.

He nodded.

The two had been intimate before, but the interval had been too long, so they were feeling a little embarrassed now.

Feng Qiguang was led by her hand, and the two sat on the edge of the bed.

Yu Luoning held his hand, stroking his long and well-defined fingers, until they intertwined and she placed them on her thigh.

The air seemed to thin, and the two teenagers could no longer suppress their emotions.

Feng Qiguang grabbed Yu Luoning's waist and pulled her into his arms.

He slipped his long index finger into her hair, leaned down, and kissed her.

The kiss was unrestrained and forceful, as if it wanted to devour all the longing of the past few months.

At some point, only the rustling sound of fabric rubbing together remained in the air.

Yu Luoning still retained a sliver of reason. She took out a purification talisman from her fingertips, preparing for the final sprint.

"Clatter!"

The golden hook by the bed was casually swept away by Feng Qiguang, and layers of long curtains hung down, dividing the bed into a small world where only the two of them existed.

In that small space, the air was so thick it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Ambiguous silhouettes, their shadows intertwined.

Hot breaths brushed against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.

"My darling...do you love me?"

"Yes. I love you."

In the cramped space, my heart pounded like thunder.

Yu Luoning slowly closed her eyes and followed the waves.

Ding!

[The Guardian Seal has been successfully copied! It has automatically evolved into the Backlash Seal!]

Yu Luoning opened her eyes, her heart filled with joy.

Sure enough, even if the magic weapon is broken, a copy made from the same person can be evolved into a magic weapon of the same level.

He seemed to notice her lack of focus.

Feng Qiguang slightly raised his eyes and bit her fair shoulder hard in a fit of rage.

Yu Luoning winced in pain, then sat up, flipped over and pinned the man beneath her, thus switching positions.

Yu Luoning smiled and said, "You really are my lucky star."

Feng Qiguang raised an eyebrow: "So?"

Yu Luoning lowered her head, leaned close to his ear, and said in a slightly seductive voice, "So I'm going to do my best to make you happy too."

Outside, the rain had suddenly become torrential. Fine raindrops formed silvery lines, pounding against the jujube tree with a rapid sound.

The night passed quietly.

In the early morning, Shuwu got up, pushed open the door, and habitually glanced in the direction of Yu Luoning's room.

Then her eyes widened.

A tall man suddenly emerged from the house.

She rubbed her eyes. The young master hadn't left all night?

Feng Qiguang glanced down at her, his expression calm, and walked down the corridor.

The clerk stood there, frozen for several seconds, somewhat puzzled.

Turning her head, she saw Song Chi already standing next to her, having arrived at some point.

Song Chi reached out and turned her head back to its normal position, his voice calm: "Let's go."

"Well..." the clerk lowered his voice, "should we prepare breakfast for my sister?"

"That guy knows how."

The clerk paused to process that statement, then asked softly, "Is my sister still leaving today?"

Song Chi remained silent for a second.

"have no idea."

He turned and walked into the courtyard, and the clerk followed. Neither of them said anything more.