Where is the righteous fairy we were promised?

Just as I remembered.

She wore a fiery red, flowing gauze dress and stood on a slender flying sword.

A wisp of beautiful black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Along with the hem of her skirt, a few dazzling, fiery red lights rippled in the wind.

Suddenly, a familiar gaze came from the tree trunk diagonally in front of me.

The next moment, Yang Wanyin's delicate body trembled slightly.

It's like a conditioned reflex.

The instant that gaze fell upon her...

A handsome and refined face unconsciously appeared in Yang Wanyin's mind.

"Jiangning!"

Yang Wanyin turned her head and looked at him, only to meet his slightly teasing gaze.

She subconsciously frowned, a wave of shame washing over her, and said irritably:

"How will you be here?"

Jiang Ning was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

He seemed surprised that she would suddenly speak to him in such a familiar tone.

But then, a playful smile appeared on Jiang Ning's face.

What does Fairy Yang mean by this?

Didn't you insist on making me watch you dance?

Why are you asking such a strange question again?

As he spoke, Jiang Ning suddenly looked as if he had just realized something.

"Oh, so Fairy Yang has changed her mind?"

Please forgive my bluntness, but going back on your word is not a good habit.

Besides, don't you know that what I hate most is having expectations dashed?

"It seems that Fairy Yang still hasn't made up her mind..."

What kind of attitude should I show in front of you?

"In that case, let me teach you some 'rules'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ning was enveloped in waves of the five elements' energy.

Then he raised his hand and gently tapped her in a seemingly ordinary manner.

In an instant, the primordial power that is the source of all spiritual energy in the world easily suppressed Yang Wanyin's futile struggles.

Yang Wanyin seemed to realize something, her pretty face quickly turning red, and she said angrily:

"Jiang Ning, what are you doing?!"

Let me go! I don't want to listen to your so-called rules!

If you keep doing this, I'll never talk to you again...

However, before Yang Wanyin could finish speaking, Jiang Ning flashed and appeared behind her.

The two were separated by only half a body length.

This gave the man behind her just the right amount of space to use his methods on Yang Wanyin.

"This rounded and pert curve is truly pleasing, isn't it?"

Jiang Ning's slightly teasing tone made Yang Wanyin unconsciously imagine his smiling expression.

"However, if you don't try it yourself, how will you know what it feels like?"

"do not want!"

Yang Wanyin's face paled, and she only had time to utter this one cry.

The next moment, a gust of wind came from behind and landed precisely on her shapely buttocks, which she couldn't avoid.

"Snapped!"

An incredibly pleasant, crisp sound reached Yang Wanyin's ears.

What followed was an indescribable sense of unease.

That slap, powerful enough to enrage any woman, seemed to bring more than just simple pain.

"Ah~!"

Yang Wanyin could hardly contain herself as she opened her cherry lips.

But then, a series of strong winds came from behind.

Yang Wanyin's pretty face flushed red, and she pursed her thin lips tightly.

But Jiang Ning behind her was nothing like the person she remembered.

He merely taught her a lesson and then "easily" let her go.

Instead, he used that special power that Yang Wanyin could never understand to manipulate her increasingly "honest" body.

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it..."

Jiang Ning's voice sounded like that of a lecherous man who took pleasure in bullying innocent young girls.

"Head up, chest out, back straight, legs bent."

Good, keep it up, raise it a little higher.

Okay, this angle is just right...

Jiang Ning waved his large hand while commenting on Yang Wanyin's posture.

Gradually, Yang Wanyin felt her body beginning to have its own thoughts.

It's unclear when exactly, but Jiang Ning stopped suppressing her.

Yang Wanyin regained control of her body.

But she still seemed oblivious to this.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp and melodious sound rang out continuously.

Yang Wanyin felt as if she were immersed in this indescribable "teaching".

During this process, she angrily cursed Jiang Ning, calling him a shameless scoundrel.

However, this only resulted in even more severe "punishment".

Gradually, Yang Wanyin finally realized a fact that was hard for her to accept.

—She seems to have taken a liking to this kind of thing.

To be precise, what Yang Wanyin liked was the consequences of provoking Jiangning.

She knew how Jiang Ning would punish her for her actions.

But deep down, she longed for him to be even more aggressive towards her after he got angry.

So much so that every angry curse she uttered seemed to be tempting him not to stop.

It didn't take long.

Yang Wanyin, who could barely stand, was led to the tree by Jiang Ning.

Then he easily removed the last obstacle.

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

Jiang Ning gazed at her tenderly and said this.

203-Jiangning, you have to take responsibility for me.

I do not know how long it has been.

When Yang Wanyin came to her senses, the surroundings had already changed.

She seemed to have returned from under that Drunken Cloud Immortal Tree to the day she was forced to confess her love to Jiang Ning.

The familiar ancient temple in the mortal world.

The familiar gentle breeze in the air.

A familiar, handsome face.

as well as……

Familiar time spent alone.

Yang Wanyin felt as if she had traveled back in time with her memories.

The difference is that in her dream, she was not bound by system tasks, nor was she threatened by task penalties.

But Jiang Ning in the dream was even more forceful and brutal.

At that moment, he stood opposite her, looking down at her.

Then, in a tone as if commanding a disobedient pet, he gave the order:

"Now you can tell me."

But remember, I don't want to hear empty, pretentious words.

Rather, it's your heartfelt, sincere words.

Yang Wanyin blushed upon hearing this.