Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

It is not the pleasure derived from sexual intercourse itself.

It's not a matter of harmony, but rather a perfect fit!

It was an indescribable feeling, as if something was flowing, circulating, and merging between the two of them.

Like two dried-up rivers suddenly merging, stirring up a surging torrent.

True essence has reappeared for some unknown reason!

Although it was only a tiny thread, a very fine thread, it slowly traveled through the meridians.

But it actually happened!

During his "dual cultivation" with An Lan, he felt that his long-dormant origin seemed to have come back to life.

The flame, which had already gone out, began to flicker slightly.

Lin Xuan was puzzled.

I don't know why An Lan's results are so much more obvious than Zhao Xueli's!

But he wouldn't be foolish enough to ask An Lan about her "secret".

At least, not now.

All he knew was that, at this rate, he would be able to resume his cultivation within two days!

One hour later.

The battle is over.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to lie down and rest, An Lan kicked him in the waist.

"Get lost."

His voice was cold and clear, sounding extremely ruthless.

But Lin Xuan smiled slightly.

This is the An Lan he knows.

"Isn't that a bit too heartless? You really don't need me to sleep with you?"

"unnecessary."

"So, I'm really leaving?"

"Walk."

"Really not going to do it again?"

"roll!"

"Alright! I'll take my leave!"

Lin Xuan jumped out of bed excitedly, not even bothering to put on his shirt, and started walking out after slipping on his underwear.

An Lan gave a cold snort from behind.

Lin Xuan hugged the clothes, in a great mood.

His true energy recovered slightly, and he felt much lighter.

My steps became incredibly light.

He stepped into his room.

Push open the door, go inside, turn around and close the door, then turn on the light.

The movements were fluid and graceful.

Just as he was humming a song, preparing to go back to bed.

He was completely stunned.

A person is sitting on the bed.

Someone he never expected.

Tong Yao.

She was sitting on her bed, wearing a bear-patterned pajama set, except that one part of her body was bulging.

It doesn't look like a cub; it looks more like a big bear.

She looked at me with a cold smile.

He also had a fruit knife in his hand.

Beside me is an apple that has been almost completely peeled down to its core.

The apple was peeled clean, leaving not a single piece of flesh, just a pitiful core, all alone.

Somewhat... tragic.

Lin Xuan blinked, looking completely puzzled.

"No, Miss Tong, what's wrong...?"

Tong Yao didn't say anything, but simply weighed the fruit knife in her hand.

The blade gleamed coldly under the light, making one's eyes dizzy.

Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

This woman, is she really going to stab herself?

If it's her... it doesn't seem impossible.

She looked Lin Xuan up and down, from head to toe, and then from toe to head.

His gaze lingered on his bare upper body for a few seconds, then lingered on his shoulder where teeth marks were still visible, before he sneered:

"Mr. Lin is truly incredibly busy!"

She deliberately emphasized a certain word and dragged out the tone.

The word "machine" was pronounced with extra emphasis.

Lin Xuan coughed twice and subconsciously covered his groin with both hands.

"Miss Tong, please stop joking. It's so late; men and women shouldn't be so close. Why don't you go home first?"

Tong Yao remained silent.

He simply brandished the knife in his hand.

Lin Xuan swallowed hard and continued speaking:

"Alright, if you like it here, you can sleep here. I'm leaving now!"

He turned to open the door.

"stop!"

Tong Yao spoke in a cold voice.

Lin Xuan froze, rooted to the spot.

He slowly turned around, and said with a wry smile:

"Sis, what exactly do you mean? At least explain it clearly!"

Tong Yao's voice remained icy as she pointed to the bed:

"Come here, get into bed."

Lin Xuan was about to refuse.

But then she brandished the fruit knife in her hand, as if she was about to throw it at me.

He had no choice but to give up.

She walked over awkwardly, climbed onto the bed from the side, kept her distance from her, huddled in the corner of the bed, and hugged the blanket to cover herself.

No, why do I feel like a little girl being teased?

Tong Yao snorted coldly when she saw his expression.

"Didn't I tell you not to let Shirley down?!"

Lin Xuan immediately raised his hand and swore:

"I didn't... My feelings for Shirley are genuine! Heaven and earth can bear witness, the sun and moon can attest to it!"

"Say that again!" Tong Yao glared at him, her eyes sharp as knives. "Where did you go just now?"

Lin Xuan opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Tong Yao stuck the fruit knife directly into the apple core!

The blade was inserted into the core, stood there swaying precariously, about to fall.

Lin Xuan saw her gaze shift downwards a few degrees, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly surrendered, raising his hands high.

"An Lan's room!"

He confessed honestly.

Tong Yao stared at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions—anger, disappointment, and a hint of something else she couldn't quite define.

"What did you do?"

"Um..."

"Hmm? What does 'hmm' mean?"

"Um..."

Lin Xuan simply uttered an "Mmm".

Tong Yao quickly realized what was happening. Enraged, she rushed onto the bed, pointing a fruit knife at Lin Xuan.

"you!"

The flashing blades made Lin Xuan's eyelids twitch.

Tong Yao closed her eyes, her chest heaving violently a few times.

The swaying made Lin Xuan feel dizzy.

Too...

"Lie down!"

Tong Yao took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and a resolute look flashed in them.

"what?"

Lin Xuan was even more frightened. Was this girl planning to physically eliminate his root cause?

"What?! I told you to lie down, so you lie down!" With that, she stood up high and pointed the knife at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan had a strong premonition that if he didn't do as instructed, the knife would be on his body the next second.

He lay down reluctantly and carefully, pulling the blankets tightly around himself.

This was his last line of defense...

Tong Yao kicked the blanket away and stood tall, looking down at him.

Lin Xuan felt uneasy under her gaze.

"Sis...stop fooling around..."

"Shut up!"

Tong Yao placed one foot on Lin Xuan's lower abdomen, which felt warm and cozy.

From this angle, with this movement, Lin Xuan was somewhat pathetic...

Some unexpected reactions occurred.

Tong Yao squatted down, pointing the knife at Lin Xuan: "Lin Xuan, you're a real bastard!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard, Sister Tong, please let me go..."

Lin Xuan quickly spoke up, trying to save his own life.

The next moment.

Lin Xuan was stunned again.

Tong Yao suddenly threw away the knife in her hand, and then used both hands to firmly control Lin Xuan's arms.

then.

She moved directly close to him.

Their cheeks were pressed together, their eyes locked.

"Lin Xuan, you bastard!"

Then, she kissed him deeply.

Lin Xuan: ......

no...

What's going on here?

You bastard, what are you doing?

Also, could you please stop controlling my body? It's making me feel a bit...

Compulsory

a feeling of.

Although... it was kind of fun?

"Sister Tong..."

"Shut up!"

"Ouch...don't bite my lip!"

"Shut up!!"

.

An hour later, Lin Xuan checked the time; it was almost one o'clock.

"Sister Tong, can we rest now?"

"Shut up! Lie down!"

"well..."