PDLP Chapter 1004: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
Chapter 1004: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
The ointment had already been applied evenly, but Miaomiao's fingertips still hadn't moved away from that warm skin.
Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed against the skin, seemingly attracted by the regular and powerful throbbing from beneath the skin, or perhaps she was captivated by the firm touch between the muscles. The original purpose of applying the medicine had long been forgotten.
The alluring fragrance of the snake clan is the most domineering, especially in the closed cave, where it lingers and has already quietly devoured her reason.
Miaomiao's eyes were already misty with tears, and she looked at her hand gently wandering within the open area of the other person's clothes with a slightly bewildered expression.
Every inch your fingertips glide over feels like exploring an unknown yet alluring territory.
Faced with this scene, Shen Qingci could only grit her teeth and maintain a "weak" posture, letting her fingertips linger on her body.
He knew that the memory wouldn't fade after the fragrance, so when the girl unconsciously approached, he deliberately slowed his breathing, with only his Adam's apple occasionally bobbing up and down with a slightly hesitant curve, as if disturbed by her unintentional touch.
But only Shen Qingci herself knew the turbulent restraint hidden beneath that seemingly calm exterior.
The girl's pure infatuation and the warm touch of her fingertips nearly broke his composure. This was probably the most difficult tribulation he had ever faced since he began his cultivation.
Finally, unable to find a way, Shen Qingci couldn't help but reach out and gently place his strong palm on Miaomiao's hand.
The large hand trembled uncontrollably with excitement, without even needing to feign it.
But when his fingertips actually touched Miaomiao's skin on the back of her hand, he couldn't help but gently rub the back of her fingers.
That subtle movement, like a feather, gently tickled the hearts of the two, spreading out circles of itch.
On the contrary, Miaomiao was pulled back to her senses by the sudden touch and subconsciously tilted her head to look at him.
But Shen Qingci's ears were red, and her eyes were filled with a helpless evasiveness, making her seem even more at a loss than she was.
Okay, at this moment she seems to be the one in control, but what exactly is she doing?
Miaomiao was puzzled for a moment, and her fingertips subconsciously wanted to withdraw from the other person's body, but as soon as she moved, they were gently pressed back by the hand pressing on her, and then pressed back onto that warm skin.
Immediately afterwards, the originally shy cultivator, despite having little strength, still took her hand and slowly moved it along the original path, like the most patient teacher, guiding her in the gentlest way to feel the undulations and temperature of every part of her skin.
"Miaomiao..."
Shen Qingci's voice became noticeably hoarse.
Do you know what you're doing right now?
When he asked her the question, his gaze landed precisely on her face, his eyes filled with an intense, unyielding infatuation.
However, at this moment, Miaomiao was already distracted by the snake demon's alluring fragrance and could not understand the intense, almost overwhelming, obsessive affection in his eyes.
Miaomiao opened her mouth, wanting to answer, but found that her thoughts were already disturbed by the touch under her fingertips and the aura on his body, and she couldn't even fully hear what his question was.
Moreover, the fingertips were still moving gently under the other person's control, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was in control of this intimate moment.
Before Miaomiao could sort out her thoughts again, Shen Qingci's next move came.
He seemed to be "exhausted" and gently rested his head on her shoulder.
His warm breath brushed against her neck, and the faint scent of medicine and his unique, refreshing aroma seeped in through the gap in her collar, sending a shiver down her spine.
At that moment, all hesitation and confusion were left behind.
Who cares, she doesn't understand anyway.
Miaomiao felt that the person in front of her was so beautiful that it made her heart flutter, and even the aura emanating from him made her want to get closer.
Just as she was becoming increasingly dazed, Shen Qingci suddenly raised his head, his warm breath brushing against her ear, his voice as soft as a lover's whisper.
"Miaomiao, only by becoming my wife... can you be this close to me."
So, you're standing so close to me because you want to be my wife, right?
These words were like a faint clap of thunder, causing Miaomiao to pause abruptly, and the clarity in her eyes returned.
She vaguely realized that her actions seemed to have crossed a line.
But this sliver of reason lasted only a moment; the next second, the man's lips unexpectedly covered hers.
The kiss was gentle, with a deliberate show of weakness, just lightly pecking at her lips, as if testing her, or perhaps comforting her.
But when Miaomiao subconsciously parted her lips slightly, her gentleness took on an undeniable stubbornness, completely dispelling the rationality that had just returned to her.
Miao Miao's breathing instantly became erratic. Her body, already weak from the alluring fragrance, was now even more powerless to support her. She could only subconsciously raise her hand to wrap around his neck, passively but honestly responding to the kiss.
She didn't even have the mind to think about why the person who was "weak and powerless" and "at the mercy of others" just a moment ago suddenly had strength, or how the hand on her waist at this moment had such a steady strength, holding her firmly in his arms, not letting her go far away, nor letting her fall down.
Shen Qingci lowered her eyes to look at the person in her arms who was completely dependent on her, and sighed softly. This line of restraint had, in the end, been easily broken by her...
But what he wanted to do was not just have physical intimacy with her, but also to make her swear an oath to him...
The luminous pearl in the cave emitted a soft light, casting a hazy glow on the figures of the two people.
The rustling sound of the fabric rubbing together was exceptionally clear in the silent cave.
...(omitted a few words, thank you for reviewing...).......o(╥﹏╥)o
The light from the luminous pearl flowed quietly, witnessing the two people's journey from initial probing to gradual letting down their guard and becoming intimate.
Every subtle movement, every exchange of breath, is like weaving a gentle net, binding them tightly together, never to be separated again.