184: Chapter 184 The Senior is Gone!

Ye Changge held Ling Xiaotang in his arms, sitting on a stone stool in a corner of the Immortal Cave.

The young girl curled up in his embrace like a kitten that had found its nest, well-behaved yet uneasy.

Her body was very light, as light as a feather, yet soft and warm, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl.

Looking at the girl in his arms who was so well-behaved it made his heart ache, Ye Changge's heart softened. He reached out and gently pinched her fair and tender cheek.

Ling Xiaotang's skin was delicate and smooth, feeling wonderful to the touch; the warmth coming from his fingertips caused his heart to stir slightly.

"Mmph..."

Ling Xiaotang's cheek was slightly deformed from the pinch, but she didn't pull away. Instead, like a kitten being petted by its owner,

she obediently let him do as he pleased, though a shy shimmer appeared in her clear eyes, and her gaze began to dodge his.

Seeing her like this, a smile couldn't help but surface at the corners of Ye Changge's mouth.

He didn't withdraw his hand; instead, he took the opportunity to pull her closer into his arms to make her more comfortable.

The two of them just held each other quietly.

Ye Changge took this chance to carefully feel the delicate body of the girl in his arms.

It had to be said, these past few days he had been helping Nangong Zili and Xiao Caiyue with their treatments.

The former was heavily injured and unconscious, while the latter's Dragon Yang Body required conditioning.

Both women were the slender and tall type with exquisite curves, like ripe peaches;

one felt as if water could be squeezed out with a single pinch, and their entire bodies exuded the charm of mature women.

But the Ling Xiaotang currently in his arms was a completely different flavor.

The girl's figure was exquisite and petite, with a slender frame; holding her was like holding a bundle of soft cotton.

Her waist was extremely thin, barely a handful; her shoulders were slight, and her collarbones were delicate.

Though her chest wasn't as full as Xiao Caiyue's, it was perfectly plump, possessing the unique youthful elasticity of a young girl.

Holding her like this, Ye Changge felt quite good in his heart.

It was like having grown accustomed to delicacies from land and sea, then occasionally tasting a mouthful of sweet pastry—it had a special charm of its own.

Ling Xiaotang seemed to notice his gaze as well; her cheeks burned even more fiercely, and even the tips of her ears were stained with a layer of crimson, like the clouds at sunset.

Looking at the girl in his arms whose ears were burning red, a sudden impulse surged in Ye Changge's heart. He slowly lowered his head and directly captured her two soft lips.

"Mmph—!"

Ling Xiaotang was stunned at first, her mind going blank.

Those clear eyes suddenly widened, her pupils trembling slightly, and her whole body froze in place.

She could feel the warm sensation on his lips, the gentle, probing suction.

This was a feeling she had never experienced before.

She had fantasized about this scene many times—

when he saved her in the Secret Realm, when he smiled gently at their parting,

and during countless quiet nights while she was Cultivating alone.

She often thought how wonderful it would be if she could see Senior again.

How wonderful it would be if she could be held in Senior's arms like the women in those picture books.

Now that it was actually happening, she could only accept it passively.

Feeling the tension in the delicate body in his arms, Ye Changge's heart also softened.

He slowed his pace, no longer in a rush to take, but instead beginning to guide her slowly.

At first, Ling Xiaotang had no idea how to respond and could only let him act stiffly, but gradually, under his gentle guidance, she began to clumsily learn to respond.

Feeling her change, Ye Changge's heart warmed slightly, and his kiss became even more tender.

Ling Xiaotang's mind was turned into Chaos by his kiss, and she could only passively accept Ye Changge's conquest.

She only felt her heartbeat was so fast it seemed ready to jump out of her chest; all the blood in her body rushed to her cheeks, and she felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring—both hot and limp.

Before long, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were misty and blurred.

She could only catch a few breaths of fresh air during the gaps in Ye Changge's suction. Every time they parted, she would pant hurriedly a few times before her lips and teeth were blocked again by a new round of kissing.

Her two small hands, which originally had nowhere to go, could now only quietly clutch Ye Changge's lapel, for fear that she might slide out of his arms.

It was unknown how long had passed—perhaps the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, perhaps half an hour—before Ye Changge finally let her go.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Ling Xiaotang in his arms was almost at her limit. Her whole body went limp in Ye Changge's embrace, panting heavily as her chest rose and fell violently.

Those clear eyes were now as blurred as if covered by a layer of mist, the corners of her eyes tinged with a faint red, and her lips were slightly swollen and glistening.

Her body was as soft as a pool of water; if Ye Changge hadn't been holding her waist, she likely would have slid to the floor long ago.

Ye Changge quickly supported her, looking down at her dazed appearance after being kissed; he felt both amused and pained for her.

He coughed lightly, his tone carrying a bit of apology:

"I'm sorry, Xiao Tang. I... couldn't help myself for a moment."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaotang was stunned for a moment before she quickly shook her head.

Supporting herself with the last bit of her strength, she looked up at Ye Changge, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet revealing a stubbornness and seriousness unique to a young girl:

"Senior... it's alright. Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang... is willing."

After saying this, as if she had used up all her courage, her cheeks turned so red they almost bled, yet she still struggled to maintain eye contact with Ye Changge.

Looking at those clear and determined eyes, Ye Changge's heart warmed slightly. He reached out and gently rubbed the top of her head, saying warmly:

"Good, I understand."

Ling Xiaotang squinted her eyes as he rubbed her head, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

Ye Changge doted on her for a while longer—

pinching her cheeks, rubbing her hair, and occasionally leaving a light kiss on her forehead.

Though Ling Xiaotang was incredibly shy, she remained obediently nestled in his arms, letting him do as he pleased like a cat pampered by its owner.

After a long time, Ye Changge finally spoke:

"Xiao Tang, let's go see how your Revered Master is doing."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaotang's body stiffened slightly. She looked up with some reluctance, a flash of hesitation in her eyes.

She wanted to continue staying in his embrace—

this embrace was too warm, so warm that she was loath to leave.

During these days, she had been guarding her unconscious Revered Master alone, living in fear with no one to talk to.

Now that she finally had someone to rely on, she wished she could stay here forever.

But... she couldn't forget her Revered Master just because of this.

Ling Xiaotang bit her lip and nodded gently: "Okay."

Only then did Ye Changge let go and help her stand up. Ling Xiaotang's legs were still a bit weak, and she stumbled, but Ye Changge was quick to catch her.

"Careful."

"I-I'm fine..." Ling Xiaotang stood firm with a red face, lowering her head, not daring to look at him.

The two of them finally separated and walked toward the depths of the Immortal Cave.