177: Chapter 177: It got taken down by the audit team, so I'm reposting it!!!

He no longer hesitated, taking the initiative, responding deeply to the kiss, guiding and savoring the sweetness and beauty that belonged solely to the Snow Empress.

After a long while, their lips parted. Both of their breathing was somewhat ragged.

Lu Jing, following his usual practice, moved his mind, instantly placing a thicker mental barrier around the periphery of his spiritual ocean to isolate all prying, completely cutting off the noise and fighting inside from the perception of the outside.

Having done all this, he then refocused his attention on what was before him.

The Snow Empress had already stood up, her stunningly beautiful face flushed with a crimson glow, yet she suppressed her shyness, extending those fair, jade-like, slightly trembling hands to begin untying the ribbon of her white long dress.

Her movements were slow and gentle, carrying a ritualistic solemnity and an undisguisable shyness.

As the long dress slowly slid off, a body so perfect it was breathtaking, as if carved from the purest ice, snow, and jade in the World, was revealed without reservation before Lu Jing.

Her skin was fair and delicate, glowing with a faint, healthy, rosy luster.

Her curves were breathtaking, without a single flaw, radiating a holy yet incomparably alluring glow under the soft light.

Lu Jing's breathing instantly became heavier.

The beauty of the Snow Empress was a beauty that transcended the mundane, a beauty that shook the heart; presented now without any concealment, the impact it brought was unimaginable.

The Snow Empress became even more shy under his scorching gaze, yet she did not retreat.

She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and began to use the same gentle yet slightly clumsy movements to remove the simple sleepwear from Lu Jing's body.

When the two were finally face-to-face in total honesty, the Snow Empress's face was as red as a ripe apple.

She dared not look at Lu Jing again, extending her slightly trembling hands to pull down the heavy, delicately patterned bed curtains on the inside of the bed.

The pale gold curtains slowly closed, isolating the inside and outside of the bed into two separate Worlds.

The light inside the tent became dim and ambiguous, leaving only the intertwined, slightly ragged breathing of the two.

The Snow Empress returned to Lu Jing's side, her ice-blue eyes shimmering with alluring moisture in the dim light.

She looked at Lu Jing, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum, yet carrying a trust and determination to surrender everything:

"Let's... start. Remember, teach me more, I... I am still a first-timer."

Hearing this, looking at the Snow Empress's stunning appearance, which was cold yet filled with extreme shyness, while trying to feign composure, Lu Jing felt an uncontrollable heat instantly overwhelm all his reason.

The Snow Empress's appearance at this moment was simply a perfect fusion of holiness and temptation, possessing a fatal attraction for any man.

"I will, Sister Xue..."

Lu Jing's voice was extremely hoarse.

He reached out, gently stroking the Snow Empress's smooth, silk-like back, taking that cool and soft skin into his palm.

The next moment, no more words were needed.

Inside the dim curtains, the temperature suddenly rose.

Dense kisses fell on the Snow Empress's forehead and lips.

Then they moved downwards, carrying endless tenderness and passion, also igniting the strange, long-dormant flame within her body.

At first, there was the Snow Empress's suppressed and pained soft moan.

And Lu Jing's gentle and patient soothing and guidance.

But as time passed, those soft moans began to turn into melodious sobs and gasps, like ice and snow beginning to melt.

The Snow Empress's learning ability was truly astonishing and fast.

After the initial awkwardness and discomfort, she quickly, under Lu Jing's guidance, gradually mastered the rhythm.

She began to respond clumsily and awkwardly, even occasionally trying to take the initiative to explore and to demand more.

The two were making quite a lot of noise. Suppressed gasps and the slight swaying sound of the bed intertwined into a beautiful and passionate movement.

Fortunately, Lu Jing's room had decent soundproofing, so the commotion did not spread out.

In the room next door, Wang Donger lay on the bed, her heart feeling somewhat conflicted and complicated.

Logically speaking, she should go and sneak a listen; after all, no matter what, Lu Jing was her lover.

But after thinking about the Snow Empress's personality and expression, wanting to know what the Snow Empress's reaction was, her interest was piqued again.

In the end, she gave up.

She pulled up the quilt, covered her head, and forced herself not to listen or think about it.

Gradually, in a mix of fatigue and preoccupation, she actually fell into a deep sleep, sleeping unexpectedly soundly.

And in Lu Jing's room, those blushing sounds were intermittent, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low.

It continued for a long time, until the eastern horizon turned a fish-belly white, only then did it finally cease, eventually returning to a satisfied and exhausted silence.

Inside the curtains, the Snow Empress lay on Lu Jing's sturdy and warm chest as if collapsed, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her snow-white skin covered in alluring blushes.

Her originally cold ice-blue eyes were now filled with a hazy, watery light, the corners of her eyes flushed with an alluring crimson.

She gasped rapidly, feeling the aftertaste of something she had never experienced before, coming from deep within her body, a mixture of soreness and extreme pleasure.

She turned her head slightly, pressing her burning cheek against Lu Jing's heart, listening to his heartbeat, which was also intense but gradually calming down.

Her stunningly beautiful lips involuntarily curved into a shallow arc of extreme gentleness and extreme happiness.

...

Early morning, the sun was bright.

In the dining room, Qian Renxue, Wang Donger, and Xiao Wu were already sitting at the dining table.

Breakfast was still sumptuous, but the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.

Xiao Wu bit her chopsticks, looked left and right, and couldn't help asking: "Where are Lu Jing and Senior Snow Empress? Why haven't they come yet? Breakfast is about to get cold."

Wang Donger was sipping her porridge, and upon hearing this, she raised her head, a meaningful smile of teasing and satisfaction appearing on her face, and she said in a relaxed tone:

"Them? They are still sleeping. Last night... they were probably exhausted. Let's not wait for them, let's eat first."

"Still sleeping? Exhausted?"

Xiao Wu was somewhat puzzled, tilted her head, and asked: "What did they do last night? Did they cultivate until very late?"

Wang Donger just smiled without speaking, simply picking up a bun and eating it slowly.

And Qian Renxue, who was on the side, paused slightly as she held her spoon when she heard Wang Donger's words about them still sleeping and being exhausted.

She almost instantly understood the meaning behind the three words "exhausted".

On her stunningly beautiful face, a flush quietly crept up her cheeks, spreading all the way to the roots of her ears.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Wang Donger's teasing eyes, nor daring to think deeply about the specific situation of being "exhausted", just silently sipping the clear porridge in her bowl, as if the porridge was some major task that required total concentration.

But the slightly burning cheeks and somewhat chaotic heartbeat betrayed the fact that her heart was far from as calm as her surface.

It seems... last night, on that battlefield, the battle was indeed... exceptionally intense.

And the result, it seems, was also as Wang Donger wished, and perhaps... even exceeded everyone's expectations.