201: Chapter 201 Warm Spring Night in the Tent

Moonlight shone like a radiance, draping over the lecherous figure at the door.

Chen Yan watched as the sleepwear was accepted by Revered Master; his heart was racing, his hands trembling with excitement.

He was just about to fly into the room and dress Revered Master himself.

Inside the room, Leng Qingshuang looked through the windowsill at the sneaky figure at the door; in her shame and anger, her heart almost skipped a beat.

Although she was deeply in love with her Rebellious Disciple and they had become Dao Companions.

She had, after all, never experienced such things before, and it was inevitable that she felt flustered.

Just moments ago, unable to bear disappointing her Rebellious Disciple, she had actually accepted these shameful garments; now, she secretly regretted it, her face already flushed completely red!

Knock, knock, knock~

A knock on the door rang out, followed immediately by Chen Yan's irritatingly smug voice: "Revered Master~ Have you finished changing? I'm coming in now~"

Bah! Pervert!

Leng Qingshuang gripped the wooden box tightly, her eyes darting about, feeling both shy and anxious.

Yet, listening to Chen Yan's eager voice outside, she finally let out a soft sigh: "This damned wretch..."

The candlelight flickered, casting the silhouette of a graceful figure behind the screen.

Leng Qingshuang's hands trembled as she gently untied the sash at her waist.

Whoosh~ Her plain-colored long dress instantly slid to the floor, revealing her crystal-clear, flawless shoulders.

She bit her red lips lightly, feeling shy, and hastily put on that set of black lace sleepwear.

Yet, her fingers clutched tightly at the loose collar and the hem of the skirt that barely reached her knees; she was too embarrassed to walk out from behind the screen.

Rebellious Disciple... What kind of clothing is this... It's just too... too shameful!

The thin lace clung tightly to her body, outlining her perfect, voluptuous curves.

The translucent silk material, teasingly revealing, showcased every part of her perfectly, exuding an indescribable sense of allure and ambiguity.

Leng Qingshuang looked up at herself in the mirror, instantly flushing with shyness, her entire body glowing red.

How is this even clothing? This is clearly just the lecherous fetish of that Rebellious Disciple!

Meanwhile, Chen Yan had been waiting outside for quite a while; listening to the rustling sounds inside the room, he felt a tickle in his heart.

He deliberately cleared his throat and lowered his voice, saying: "Revered Master~ I know you're finished changing; I'm really coming in now~"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pushed, and with a creak, the door was opened.

Chen Yan walked in quickly, his gaze crossing over the screen to look at the bashful figure on the screen.

He immediately grinned: "Wife~ Your husband is here~"

He walked straight behind the screen.

And then!

"Pfft~~~" His nosebleed, like a fountain, sprayed out instantly!

He saw that the black lace sleepwear made Leng Qingshuang's skin look like snow, and the translucent fabric perfectly outlined her undulating curves.

Her long, slender legs were wrapped in matching black silk stockings, and her feet were adorned with a pair of new high heels from Duobao Pavilion!

She was so exquisite that she looked like a perfect work of art.

Chen Yan looked at Leng Qingshuang's coy, half-reluctant posture, his eyes widening, his mind going blank.

Only one thought was frantically scrolling through his mind: Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! These collarbones! This chest! This waist! And these long legs that I could play with for a year!

Seeing Revered Master dressed so sexily for the first time is simply going to be the death of me!

Bring her to justice right here! I want to bring my Revered Master wife to justice right here, a hundred times, a hundred times!

Leng Qingshuang felt her whole body burning under Chen Yan's intense, unblinking gaze, and her mind was filled with the Rebellious Disciple's wild and lewd thoughts.

In her shame and anger, her instinct was to hide back behind the screen.

But Chen Yan took two or three steps, rushing over directly, and grabbed Revered Master's jade-like hand.

Leng Qingshuang struggled gently twice, but couldn't break free. Instead, she was pulled into his embrace.

Thump, thump! Thump, thump! Their heartbeats were clearly audible in this close proximity.

Through the thin, sexy lace sleepwear, Chen Yan could clearly feel the warmth radiating from Revered Master. And that familiar, cool, refreshing scent.

"Haa~" Heavy breaths escaped his nostrils, his breath scorching hot.

"Wife, you are so beautiful~"

Leng Qingshuang was so shy she squeezed her eyes shut, but her long eyelashes fluttered incessantly, like butterfly wings.

"Mmm~" Suddenly, her whole body trembled.

She silently felt the Rebellious Disciple's scorching palm gently caressing her waist.

Feeling his fingertips slowly glide over the delicate skin of her waist, sending jolts of electricity through her.

Her heart beat faster, her breathing deepened, but she did not push Chen Yan away; instead, she tilted her head back slightly, gently seeking the Rebellious Disciple's breath.

"Haa~" Chen Yan's breathing grew heavier; looking at his Revered Master, who was incredibly shy yet still trying hard to accommodate him, he felt a wave of emotion.

He lowered his head and buried his face in her fragrant, tender neck, his scorching breath spraying against her ear.

A cool scent of plum blossoms, mixed with a faint aura of spiritual energy, instantly flooded his nostrils, making the blood in his entire body boil uncontrollably.

"Muah~" Chen Yan lowered his head and planted a soft kiss on her exquisite collarbone, leaving a faint red mark.

Then, following along her collarbone, neck, jaw, earlobe, and delicate nose, he kissed his way all the way to her warm, red lips.

"Mmm~" Leng Qingshuang parted her red lips slightly, letting out an inexplicable moan.

Her slender fingers subconsciously threaded into Chen Yan's hair, her fingertips applying a little pressure.

She wanted to push him away out of shyness, yet she couldn't bear to let go of the burning desire in her heart.

"Rebellious Disciple..." Her voice trembled slightly, yet it was filled with tenderness.

Chen Yan raised his head slightly, looking at her eyes, which were reddened from shyness, and a wicked smile curved his lips.

"Revered Master, how about Disciple helps you take off this clothing?"

"Shut up!" Leng Qingshuang reached out and covered his damned mouth, her face as vibrant as a drop of dew: "You are not allowed to bully me..."

Chen Yan chuckled and licked her palm, causing her to retract her hand as if electrocuted.

With a heart full of love, he scooped her up into his arms and strode toward the soft couch.

Moonlight, like water, gently spilled over the two intertwined figures.

The lace trim of the sleepwear was crumpled into a ball by the two of them, like a flower blooming in the dark night.

Chen Yan traced his hands up from Leng Qingshuang's ankles, causing her to instinctively lift her legs and wrap them around his waist.

Leng Qingshuang's suppressed gasps were as quiet as a mosquito, making all the blood in Chen Yan's body rush to one place.

He kissed her earlobe, calling out in a hoarse voice: "Revered Master wife, I'm coming..."

Leng Qingshuang's face was flushed red, her eyes misty and alluring, and she chided in a trembling voice: "Rebellious Disciple... be gentle..."

Before she could even finish her sentence, her red lips were blocked by Chen Yan.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, the Yin-Yang Dao Synthesis Technique inside both of their bodies automatically began to circulate.

Gentle spiritual energy circulated back and forth within the two of them, forming a perfect closed loop.

And just as Chen Yan was lost in passion, a familiar System notification sound suddenly rang out.

[Detected intense passion between the Host and Revered Master at the height of their intimacy; issuing new mission: Warmth of the Spring Night.]

[Warmth of the Spring Night: Engage in a passionate session with Revered Master~ Mission completion reward: Demon Realm Racial Attire * 2.]

Get lost!

Chen Yan roared in his heart, ready to drag the damn System out and whip its corpse!

He looked at his Revered Master, who had her eyes closed in shyness, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and continued his unfinished grand undertaking of conquering the Revered Master!

[Mission complete...]

Outside the window, the moonlight was perfect, and inside the room, the atmosphere was filled with the warmth of spring.

That night, the two of them were entangled in endless intimacy.

The next morning.

As dawn was just breaking, Leng Qingshuang was awakened by a tickling sensation.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Chen Yan leaning right in front of her, lecherously staring at her.

"Mmm~" Leng Qingshuang flushed red, and in her shyness, she shrank directly into the quilt, refusing to even show her head.

After the passion, recalling how moved she had been last night, she was even more ashamed to see anyone.

But the shameless Chen Yan, thick-skinned as he was, kept diving into the quilt.

His hands were also not behaving, groping around her chest.

In her shame and annoyance, Leng Qingshuang kicked him in the chest, knocking him directly off the bed.

Chen Yan sat on the floor, looking completely bewildered, and looked up to see his Revered Master's small, jade-white foot retreating into the quilt.

Revered Master's face was flushed red, but the corners of her mouth were turned up high.

She was secretly lifting a corner of the quilt, watching his disheveled appearance.

"Alright! You dare to tease your husband; watch as I restore my husband's authority!"

Chen Yan was immediately delighted; he scrambled up and, like a wolf or a tiger, pounced toward Leng Qingshuang.

This provoked a series of coquettish scolds from Leng Qingshuang.

She was unable to stop begging for mercy under Chen Yan's devilish hands.

Just as the two were playing and laughing.

The sky above the Taiqing Sword Sect suddenly darkened!

Immediately afterward, a massive, cold, and Devilish Qi, without any warning, slammed violently against the grand formation of the Taiqing Sword Sect!