The night was hazy and blurred. Cold, clear moonlight intertwined with snowflakes, slowly blanketing the entirety of Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden.
Though the entire courtyard was touched by cold intent, it appeared even purer and more immaculate.
Inside the room, hazy, misty water vapor filled the air.
Deng Tianyu lay on his back in the large bathtub, feeling the warmth of the water, his eyes closed in complete contentment.
Inexplicably, the enchanting and seductive figure surfaced in his mind. He murmured to himself, “I wonder when Shizun will come out of seclusion.”
It had been some days since he last saw Shizun. He truly missed her!
After all, he was a man who respected his master and valued the Way, constantly thinking of fulfilling his filial duties at every moment.
Just as these words fell, the space within the room distorted, and a mature, voluptuous, beautiful figure appeared.
She had concealed her aura, slowly taking off her Sect Leader robes. Swaying her alluring figure, she gradually moved toward her precious disciple.
As she walked, her full, large, and plump breasts swayed, a glimpse of snow-white faintly visible.
“Why is there a familiar, elegant fragrance?”
Suddenly, Deng Tianyu’s nostrils twitched, and he opened his eyes.
But just as he perceived light, a rich, milky fragrance wafted into his nose. The back of his head was pressed against two soft, full, and smooth mounds of beautiful flesh. Immediately after, his eyes were covered by a soft, silk-like fabric.
Then, a voice, so seductive it penetrated the bone, sounded by his ear:
“Tianyu, haven’t I told you before? When bathing, you need to wash here too!”
The hot, moist breath hit the side of his face, making Deng Tianyu’s heart stir with restlessness.
As she spoke, Ning Wan had already slipped off her embroidered shoes. Her extremely bewitching, alluring body shifted, her full, round, peach-like beautiful bottom settling on the edge of the bathtub.
Following that, her long, shapely jade legs, clad in flesh-toned stockings, bypassed his chest and slowly submerged into the water.
The flesh-toned stockings, soaked in the warm water, became exceptionally transparent. Her flawlessly delicate, beautiful feet, the pearl-like toes painted with red balsam, looked even more vibrant and lustrous, like rubies with a crystalline, translucent glow.
“Shizun, why have you come!”
Deng Tianyu removed the “eye cover” from his face, looked up at that familiar, beautiful jade countenance, and asked.
“I came out of seclusion and found my Tianyu missing.”
“Most importantly, he was lured away by someone else. What do you think I should do about it?”
Her slender jade hands traced circles on his chest. Ning Wan spoke with a hint of resentment.
Her beautiful feet in the water gathered around his meat rod, one stacked on top, the other cradling from below with the top of her foot. Their soft, tender soles gently kneaded and rubbed.
“Shizun, before leaving… mmm… I informed you using a Transmission Jade Slip!”
“And Aunt Rong is my elder. I couldn’t just not go and check on her, right?”
Deng Tianyu’s breathing started to become ragged, his speech halting. The meat rod between his legs rapidly swelled under Shizun’s beautiful feet’s teasing.
“And this is the reason she took advantage of my seclusion to lure you away to Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden?”
Ning Wan’s smile was still as flirtatious and captivating as ever, but it carried a trace of jealousy. She increased the pressure under her feet, her toes clamping onto the angular ridge of his glans, pushing it apart bit by bit.
A precious disciple she had raised as a son, inexplicably lured away, was enough to anger any mother.
“Shizun, I was wrong!”
Deng Tianyu’s face flushed slightly, and he proactively admitted his mistake.
In the sixteen years he had spent with his Shizun, he knew very well that admitting a mistake promptly at such a moment would guarantee a cute and muddled escape.
Hearing this, the seductive intent in Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes swirled. Her alluring body leaned down, the soles of her feet, clad in flesh-toned stockings, rubbing against his glans. She breathed out like orchid fragrance, “Since you were wrong, shouldn’t there be a punishment?”
“I’m at Shizun’s disposal!” Deng Tianyu sat up straight, his expression serious, his posture upright and imposing.
To admit fault when wrong, to stand straight when receiving punishment—this was his code of conduct.
“I told you before that I would check your progress with the Divine Ability when I came out.”
“Now, how many consecutive extractions can Tianyu perform?”
Regarding this disciple who sincerely admitted his fault, Ning Wan was gratified in her heart. Her scallion-white jade fingers picked up a plump, succulent red fruit and proactively placed it by his mouth.
Deng Tianyu made no refusal. As he sucked on that pink cherry, he spoke in a muffled voice, “Mmph… probably around seven times!”
Shizun’s red fruit was as delicious as ever, making Deng Tianyu suckle and lick it relentlessly the moment he took it in his mouth.
“Then tonight, you will use up all seven times, and they must all be used on me. This will be your punishment.”
At some point, Ning Wan’s beautiful jade face was painted with a layer of bright red. Her pearl teeth clenched, and her voice trembled slightly.
As she spoke, she did not forget to pick up the other pink milk bead and feed it to her precious disciple.
Deng Tianyu exhaled a murky breath gently. “This disciple understands.”
“Giggle… It’s good that Tianyu understands!”
Ning Wan giggled infatuatedly, then changed the subject. “Tianyu, how is it that after eating the red fruit, your lips are still so dry?”
“How about I help moisten them for you?”
Just as Deng Tianyu was about to speak, he found those alluring red lips sealing his own.
At this moment, his head was tilted back, while Shizun was leaning her body down, bending her slender, graceful waist.
A pair of jade arms, rivaling frost and snow, hooked around the back of his neck, as if wanting to knead him into her own body.
Only eight words remained in Deng Tianyu’s mind now: Soft, warm, moist; refreshing to the heart and lungs.
Unlike Aunt Rong’s awkward and gentle kiss, Shizun’s kiss carried fiery heat and flirtatious charm, like a flame capable of instantly igniting the fire of lust.
More importantly, Shizun’s technique was extremely rich and practiced. Luring the snake out of its hole, the coiling of spirit snakes were all performed with masterful skill.
Deng Tianyu quietly enjoyed it, waiting for the chance to strike the snake at its seven-inch vital point.
When the time came, a single, direct hit would leave Shizun with no choice but to admit defeat!
As if knowing what her precious disciple was thinking, a crafty glint flashed in Ning Wan’s beautiful eyes. Her slender hand slowly reached into the water.
Her warm, soft palm lightly stroked from his strong, fit waist all the way down, finally stopping on that meat rod, its veins bulging fiercely.
Almost simultaneously, two smooth, tender jade feet stretched out together, arriving at the place they’d just been wantonly teasing.
This time, Ning Wan’s pair of fair hands focused on that round, large glans, while the pair of tender feet surrounded the shaft, either squeezing or rubbing.
Her jade fingers were long and slender, fully capable of wrapping his glans in her palm. Before she even started stroking, Deng Tianyu was already impatiently thrusting his meat rod, sliding back and forth within that wonderful palm!
“Hng~ Tianyu, don’t be so impatient~”
Ning Wan let out a light laugh, feeling the scalding hot glans continuously sliding in her palm. Her fair hands subconsciously tightened their grip a bit more.
At the same time, two delicate soles pressed together against the shaft, facing each other, clamping the meat rod tightly between them. They began stroking up and down.
Before long, alluring moans and low panting sounded, accompanied by the stirring sound of splashing water.
The two kissed again. While they indulged in forgetful sucking, Ning Wan’s tender, delicate arches lightly clamped the meat rod, rubbing up and down, flipping it left and right.
Her high, snowy mounds pressed tightly against Deng Tianyu’s back, the slightly erect, pink tips constantly rubbing against each other. Their damp pressing together sent waves of strange, electrifying pleasure coursing through them.
Her snow-white, lamb-like body revealed a faint, crisp flush. Even as she was just teasing her precious disciple, Ning Wan felt her own heart burning with heat.
Her gaze turned into the bathtub. A hand, fair as white jade, was holding that thick, dragon-like meat rod. The crimson glans looked incredibly monstrous under her kneading.
The veins on the shaft stood out prominently, the ridge of the glans flaring upward like a meat mushroom, standing erect and steaming, continuously oozing transparent fluid onto her palm.
Her hand began to speed up. Her sole, the tender and plump pads like a cat’s, began to knead along with it.
Sometimes slow and gentle, sometimes turbulent, and sometimes like leaves swept in a gale, spinning at high speed.
The pair of beautiful feet, like spring swallows spreading their wings, cradled Deng Tianyu’s two testicles. Ten spring bamboo shoot-like, delicate, smooth jade toes hopped like drumbeats, bringing Deng Tianyu a heart-tingling experience.
Although it was Ning Wan’s first time using her hands and feet together in this way, their coordination was exceptionally seamless.
At times, they separated, each caressing and teasing the glans, shaft, and testicles individually.
At other times, they took turns arching together, clamping the entire meat rod in the center, squeezing and kneading wantonly.
Finally, with a low roar from Deng Tianyu, a massive amount of semen erupted outward…
