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Chapter 64: Invitation from the Head of the Meng Family

Outside Tianzhen Pavilion.

In a remote alley, Xu Huanxing came out through the VIP passage.

I raised my head slightly and glanced at the sky. I saw that the night sky was like a black curtain, with a bright moon hanging high above it and dotted with stars. It was obviously past midnight.

Xu Huan was still in the state of borrowing power from Zhen Qiankun. He sensed his surroundings with his mind and found that no one was following him. He then tapped the ground lightly, leaped a few times, and disappeared at the end of the alley.

After a while, three streets away, Xu Huan found the large ox-drawn cart that had been waiting for him and walked over.

"Haha, good disciple, I, the ancestor, will go and absorb the soul treasure first. Don't call me if there is nothing else." Zhen Qiankun's old voice, full of joy, reached Xu Huan's ears as he withdrew his strength.

Although this trip to Tianzhen Pavilion consumed a lot of soul power, he got a lot of fourth-level soul-nourishing water for free, which he had originally planned to buy, and also got fifth-level soul-nourishing wood for free, which allowed him to make up for it and return to a stronger state.

The fifth-level soul-nourishing wood is more effective in nourishing the soul than the fourth-level soul-nourishing water. Just a small piece is equivalent to a large gourd of soul-nourishing water.

When Xu Huan heard Zhen Qiankun's joyful words, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a smile appeared. After a while, when he walked to the front of the car, Xu Huan realized that the surging power in his body suddenly subsided, which made him feel a little empty and reluctant in his heart.

The next moment, Xu Huan shook his head violently to shake off the negative emotions. He believed that it wouldn't be long before he could cultivate to a level that would shock the whole audience. He then got into the car.

"Xiong Er, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car began to move slowly and steadily under the driving of Xiong Er.

"Nizi, what are you doing?" As soon as he entered the car, with the help of the light of the luminous stone, Xu Huan saw that Lin Youwei was sitting on the edge of the bed inside and taking off her white trousers. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and was slightly stunned.

"Of course it's to sleep." Lin Youwei said softly as a matter of course. Without looking up, she took off her trousers and then flipped her hands and put them into the storage gourd.

"Well, even if there is a bed in the car, we should go back home to sleep." As he said that, Xu Huan turned around slightly, took off the black clothes that concealed his identity, revealing the white inner clothes underneath.

"Haha, Brother Xu Huan must be exhausted tonight. Youwei wants him to take a nap and have a better sleep."

Lin Youwei looked at Xu Huan's movements tenderly with her eyes, and smiled faintly with dimples. She gently swayed her two straight legs that were freed from the constraints of her emerald green skirt. The surface was tightly wrapped with gradient green silk as thin as a cicada's wing. Under the soft light, she looked like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, fresh and attractive.

Xu Huan said nothing. He was indeed feeling exhausted. He just casually put the black suit into the Qiankun Ding, then turned around slightly and raised his eyes.

Looking at Lin Youwei sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on her face, her small hands folded on her slightly fleshy thighs, when she saw his gaze, she immediately patted her thighs lightly, signaling him to rest his head on her legs and sleep.

Xu Huan lowered his gaze to look at the pair of swaying silk feet. He could vaguely see ten small pink toes twisting restlessly under the thin silk that was so green that it was dripping with emerald green at the toes, as if they were shy, or even more like a tease, which made his breathing slightly heavier.

Pursing his lips, Xu Huan rolled his eyes at Lin Youwei, then walked over with ease, turned over and lay down, resting his head on her thighs through her emerald green skirt. He then moved slightly to adjust his position, and finally, in the soft and elastic touch, he slowly closed his eyes and said, "I am indeed tired."

"Brother Xu Huan must be lost in Madam Yue's beauty and tired of it," Lin Youwei said teasingly, her eyes narrowed into beautiful crescents, her pink lips slightly parted. At the same time, Lin Youwei extended her small hand, gently placing her slender middle and ring fingers on either side of Xu Huan's temples. Like the tranquil and gentle night outside, she began massaging him in gentle clockwise circles.

"No, I didn't. It was the ancestor who lent me strength. I was too tired." Under the familiar massage force, Xu Huanxin replied calmly.

"So, Brother Xu Huan doesn't like Madam Yue?" Lin Youwei asked curiously, her eyes rolling. "Her proudly erect breasts are bigger than Youwei's, and her round and perky butt looks bigger than Youwei's too."

"She's good-looking but useless. She's just a top-notch vase for display. It's not interesting except for being pleasing to the eye. She's not even as good as Ling'er." Xu Huan didn't open his eyes, but simply curled his lips indifferently. Then he changed the subject and said, "If I hadn't married, I could, under your instigation and persuasion, try to be a heart arsonist and win some hearts, hehe."

Hearing this, Lin Youwei blinked her long eyelashes lightly and smiled silently. Her brother Xu Huan was going to open a separate family tree, and Madam Yue looked like a good childbearer.

What's wrong with married women? As the Meng family leader said, married women are more likely to carry on the family line.

But just as Lin Youwei was about to say something, her face suddenly felt slightly hot. She lowered her head and said nothing, just mechanically and gently rubbing Xu Huan's temple.

After Xu Huan finished speaking, he moved his left hand, reached towards the bed, groped for a piece of silk leg, and then gently stroked along the beautiful curve.

The softness and firmness of the slender calves, the smoothness and fineness of the green silk, and the wonderful touch of the double layer made Xu Huan secretly praise that it was still Lin Daiyu who took the initiative to approach him over the past ten years, making him not as nervous as in his previous life. He then skillfully moved up and down, back and forth, left and right, changing legs and stroking and kneading them gently.

The night breeze blew past outside, bringing a slight chill, but the atmosphere inside the car was heated. A long silence ensued, with only the occasional soft caressing sound and the soft, mosquito-like hum of a young girl...

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The City Lord's Mansion is a remote compound with three entrances and four sides.

"Oh, Brother Xu Huan, I forgot to tell you that the head of the Meng family invited us to attend the coming-of-age ceremony for the sixteen-year-old daughters of the Meng family in ten days. Do you want to go?" Standing in front of the door, Lin Youwei finally spoke tenderly.

"Coming of age ceremony?" Xu Huan murmured in a low voice, frowning slightly.

Not only in the Five Spirits Empire, but also in the entire Nianqi Continent, this coming-of-age ceremony is an extremely important traditional ceremony. It is a ceremony of adulthood that marks the transition of young girls from youth to maturity.

Commonly known as "Shangtou" or "Shangtou Li", it is usually held at the age of fifteen. If a girl has been unmarried and has not yet been engaged, the ceremony can be postponed to the age of twenty. After the ceremony, the hair will be tied into a bun and a hairpin will be worn.

After pondering for a while, Xu Huan's mind flashed with a petite figure that made him laugh and cry. He then sighed softly and said helplessly, "Such an important day, of course I have to go. I don't want to be pulled out of bed by her before dawn every day in the future."

"Hehe~ Youwei, I think Brother Xu Huan doesn't want to make her sad." Lin Youwei covered her mouth and chuckled.

Rolling his eyes, Xu Huan immediately separated from Lin Youwei under her slightly angry and happy look and returned to his room next door.

Xu Huan raised a faint smile and sat in front of a small square table. Then he had an idea and took out the small black gourd that Madam Yue gave him from the Qiankun Ding.

(End of this chapter)