Shen Nianchu, feeling wronged

[PS: The details of the previous chapter could not be published. To get some parts out, the formatting had to be like this.]

Chen Yuan restrained his Qi, got up, walked to the side of the bed, and sat down. He naturally reached out and pulled her into his arms, chuckling:

"Mhm, I just Cultivated casually for a bit. Your Cultivation Technique is indeed extraordinary."

Just Cultivated casually?

Su Yuejin leaned against his warm chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, her heart churning with shock.

She knew the difficulty of Cultivating the Purple Mansion Primordial Elixir Art. How many Genius Disciples in the Sect couldn't even manage to get started!

Even she herself couldn't do it!

How long had Chen Yuan been at it? He had already condensed the Purple Lightning Spiritual Light and perfectly entered the Po Dan Realm!

This could no longer be described as exceptional talent; he was practically a Prodigy!

Seeing the beauty in his arms look adorable, shocked yet bearing admiration, Chen Yuan felt a stir in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead again, and his large hand began to wander.

"Ah!" Su Yuejin cried out softly, her pretty face instantly flushed crimson. She quickly pressed down on his mischievous hand, whispering like a mosquito:

"Stop... The sky is already bright..."

The two of them lingered on the bed, cuddling and savoring the moment for a good while longer, before Chen Yuan, laughing, finally let her go under Su Yuejin's charming yet complaining rejection.

Su Yuejin's face was red, and like a frightened deer, she hastily dressed herself and practically fled Chen Yuan's room.

After seeing Su Yuejin off, Chen Yuan had just finished tidying his robes when the door was pushed open rather forcefully.

A figure radiating intense resentment stood at the doorway—it was Shen Nianchu.

Today, she was wearing an elegant, plain long dress, which still couldn't conceal her graceful figure.

But at this moment, the little loli’s exquisitely beautiful face was covered in frost. Her beautiful eyes glared at Chen Yuan as if spitting fire, making her look exactly like a deeply resentful wife who had caught her husband cheating.

"Stinky Chen Yuan!" Shen Nianchu gritted her teeth, her voice carrying shards of ice. "You... the good deed you did last night! I came back in the middle of the night, and that... that noise made it impossible for me to settle down and Cultivate all night!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she got, her chest heaving violently:

"You wait! I'm going to use a Communication Jade Slip right now to tell Senior Sister! Tell Junior Sister! And Sister Lin Xue and Sister Shen Ling! You big scumbag! You're flirting outside behind their backs! Are you worthy of them?!"

Facing Shen Nianchu's "threat," Chen Yuan showed no sign of panic. Instead, he calmly walked up to her, a playful smile curling on his lips.

"Oh? Going to tattle?" He suddenly reached out, and with a speed Shen Nianchu couldn't possibly react to, he grabbed her slender waist and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

"Ah! Let me go!" Shen Nianchu was both startled and furious and began to struggle, but her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree before Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan lowered his head, his hot breath brushing her ear, his voice carrying a dangerous magnetism:

"Nianchu, did you forget... our relationship?

If Senior Sister Shuhan knew that her most beloved Junior Sister and her Junior Martial Brother had long since enjoyed the pleasures of intimacy countless times... who do you think she'd be angry with first? Hmm?"

These words struck Shen Nianchu's weak spot like a thunderbolt!

Her struggles instantly froze, and her pretty face turned stark white.

That’s right, she was so focused on exposing Chen Yuan that she forgot she was also a "co-conspirator"!

If the cold-tempered Senior Sister Qin Shuhan found out... she couldn't even begin to imagine the consequences!

Watching the beauty in his arms instantly surrender, like a kitten grabbed by the scruff of its neck, Chen Yuan smiled with satisfaction, his large hand gently caressing her soft waist.

"So, be a good girl and shut your mouth, understand?" His tone carried undeniable dominance.

Shen Nianchu pouted, her eyes growing slightly red, feeling both aggrieved and unwilling. But she eventually conceded, whispering tearfully:

"I... I understand..."

"Such a good girl."

Chen Yuan chuckled softly, looking at her pitiful appearance, especially with her rosy lips so close. The passion stirred up by Su Yuejin last night, mixed with the impulse of the early morning, surged up again.

His eyes darkened. The arm holding Shen Nianchu tightened, and his other hand lifted her chin.

"However..." Chen Yuan's voice became low and husky, "You were so loud just now, you disturbed me. Now... my temper is quite high."

Shen Nianchu was startled at first, then realizing the obvious change in his body and the undisguised desire in his eyes, she instantly understood his meaning. Her pretty face flushed "boom," turning crimson down to her earlobes.

"You... you shameless! This... this is still morning... and just now..." She wanted to say Su Yuejin had just left, but before the words could escape, Chen Yuan sealed her mouth with a kiss.

"Mmm... Nngh..."

Her initial resistance quickly dissolved into fragmented whimpers under Chen Yuan's skilled technique and aggressive assault.

Shen Nianchu symbolically hammered his chest twice, then completely melted into his embrace, allowing him to take whatever he wanted.

While deeply kissing the beauty in his arms, Chen Yuan guided her toward the inner bed.

Before long, suppressed moans and heavy breathing rose once more, and a new "battle" was rekindled in the guest room this early morning.

Three hours later,

Shen Nianchu lay in Chen Yuan’s arms, whimpering, her small hand pounding his chest, "I hate you..."

Seeing the girl in his arms genuinely crying, Chen Yuan was slightly bewildered and quickly tried to comfort her, "Don't cry, don't cry, why are you suddenly crying?"

Weren't you very cooperative just now?

She lifted her head, her bright, watery eyes meeting Chen Yuan's gaze.

Chen Yuan saw humiliation and grievance in those eyes.

After a long silence, Shen Nianchu suddenly asked, "Do... do you like me?"

Chen Yuan nodded gently, "Of course I like you."

As if hearing a satisfying answer, Shen Nianchu tightened her grip on Chen Yuan's arm.

"But... about Senior Sister... I dare not let her know about us."

Chen Yuan suddenly understood. So that was why she was aggrieved!

"In that case, do you like me too?"

The sudden counter-question made Shen Nianchu's face blush.

She didn't hesitate and admitted it boldly.

"I don't want to be with you in private; I don't like being hidden."

She lowered her gaze, and the mist that had just cleared from her eyes condensed again. "And... I don't want to share you with other women. I agree to you becoming Dao Companions with Su Yuejin, but can you... can you stop pursuing anyone else after her?"

"..." She got up and reached out to slap Chen Yuan's face, though it was more of a light pat. "I didn't like you at first; you were the one who pursued me, you were the one who made me fall for you. Can you promise me not to like any other women? I'm afraid... I'm afraid they'll steal you away."

Chen Yuan rubbed her head and agreed, "Nianchu, don't cry, okay? I promise you, alright?"

He cupped Shen Nianchu's face, "I promise you everything. You are unique in my heart, and no one can replace you."

"Really?" Shen Nianchu rubbed her eyes and sniffled.

"Of course, it's real! I will explain things to Senior Sister. You and I don't need to hide or be secretive."

"But... but..." Nianchu was still a little scared.

"Don't worry!" Chen Yuan's voice became even more gentle and reassuring. "I won't let you suffer."