Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

Li Xingzhou didn't linger on her jade-like feet for long. Just as he was about to get up, Jiang Yingluo propped herself up on the bed and reached for his clothes.

"Ok?"

"You help me, I'll help you..." Jiang Yingluo gently pecked Li Xingzhou's lips, then couldn't help but kiss him.

Compared to her professional suit, Li Xingzhou's short-sleeved shirt and casual pants were much simpler.

Li Xingzhou's hands were not at ease, because Jiang Yingluo was very emotional, so the secret that only he knew was constantly being exposed.

It's so lovely you can't put it down.

Jiang Yingluo gazed at Li Xingzhou with her dreamy eyes. This boy seemed to be full of magic, making her fall for him so easily. She felt no resistance, only the languid, listless, and powerless feeling of being in her lover's arms.

She lay back on the bed, her arms wrapped around the back of Li Xingzhou's neck, and stroked his cheeks: "Xingzhou, I love you..."

Looking at the beautiful face before him, Li Xingzhou leaned down and kissed her red lips.

Jiang Yingluo's hands were curled up and gripped Li Xingzhou's shoulders tightly. Her two fair and beautiful long legs were stretched out in a symmetrical and straight manner, and her delicate, tender and soft feet were stretched straight out, while her ten pink and pearly toes were tightly curled up.

Her peach-blossom eyes curved like a new moon, revealing an indescribable joy.

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Chapter 125 "Xuetang, Mom is working overtime."

"It's one in the morning..."

Jiang Xuetang, lying on her side on the sofa, propped her cheek up with one hand and picked up her phone to look at it out of boredom.

The snacks on the coffee table had been completely devoured. Although most of them were eaten by Tong Yan, she also ate quite a bit.

Tong Yan doesn't like drinking beer, so Jiang Xuetang, who drank several cans of beer, had slightly flushed cheeks, and her charming peach blossom eyes showed an intoxicating feeling of 'looking at a dog with deep affection'.

"He's still not back so late. Do you think he's out seeing other women?"

Jiang Xuetang let her phone hang down naturally, and looked at Tong Yan sitting on the other side of the coffee table with boredom: "You analyze it."

Tong Yan, who was holding a diary and flipping through it, glanced at Jiang Xuetang and said, "Lord Xingzhou will come back."

Jiang Xuetang chuckled softly. This girl seems quite trusting, but...

"Are you sure?" Jiang Xuetang teased with interest, "What if he's the type to run off with whoever feeds him, and not only does he not want me anymore, he doesn't want you either?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Yan stared blankly at Jiang Xuetang, remaining silent for a long while.

"Hmm?" Jiang Xuetang blinked. "Why aren't you saying anything? Did you short-circuit?"

Tong Yan's azure eyes flickered a few times, and she involuntarily bit the tip of her pen: "Sister Jiang, Tong Yan doesn't like you saying that."

"why?"

"The power unit is uncomfortable..."

???

Jiang Xuetang sat up. For an automaton, the power unit is no different from a human heart. Now that this girl is saying that the power unit is uncomfortable, isn't she saying that she is in pain?

No, do you know what you're saying?

It still hurts...

Jiang Xuetang suspected that this was a program setting for Tong Yan, after all, how long had this girl spent with Li Xingzhou?

In such a short time, what memories do you have with him that cause you heartache...? It's hard to understand!

"Tong Yan, may I see your diary?"

"cannot!"

Tong Yan immediately hugged the notebook to her chest: "Sister Jiang, Lord Xingzhou would never go out with a wild woman. He's not that kind of person."

He doesn't have many women around him. You can call and ask; if any of them don't answer the phone, they're definitely with him!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuetang's attention was indeed drawn to it, and she subconsciously picked up her phone and pondered.

Jiang Wanzhao is impossible, and as for the other women... who are the other women?

A hint of confusion flashed in Jiang Xuetang's eyes, but when her gaze focused on the time, a thought struck her!

Tonight, my mom, Jiang Yingluo, didn't urge me to go home!

Although she might be working overtime, based on past experience, even if she were working overtime, she wouldn't remain completely silent!

So, it's very likely that she's the one with Xingzhou?

is it?

Even if Mom has some feelings for Xingzhou, she's not the type to stay out all night so quickly. But... what if she does?

Jiang Xuetang opened the chat interface with Jiang Yingluo. After hesitating for a moment, she did not immediately send a video invitation. After hesitating for a few seconds, she slowly typed a line of text.

Mom, it's so late, aren't you going home yet?

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In the early hours of the morning, the bright lights of the northern city had not yet faded, and the streets were still quite lively. However, compared to the bustling streets, the excitement in the top-floor suite of the Morning Light Hotel was gradually replaced by a quiet, subsiding breathing.

Li Xingzhou leaned against the headboard, his arms supporting Jiang Yingluo's slender waist. His body was covered in sweat, revealing his natural and robust masculine physique.

He tilted his head back slightly, as if his mouth was open, and was letting out a satisfied sigh, his breath seeming to radiate a hint of heat.

In front of him, a soft swaying sound came from. Through his sweaty vision, her exquisite and curvaceous snow-white figure appeared indistinct, and her thick, jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

The hair, glistening with sweat, appeared even blacker and shinier, like black lotuses blooming among each other, so beautiful it seemed unreal.

Xue Yingying's voluptuous body gradually leaned into Li Xingzhou's arms. Her skin was so smooth that even water droplets couldn't stop falling, rolling down her deep, rounded waist and full, peach-like hips, leaving behind alluring trails.

The allure of a voluptuous young woman was on full display at this moment, and under the dim light of the bedside lamp, her captivating body appeared as pure white as if it had been refined.

Li Xingzhou felt the undulating curves of Jiang Yingluo's body, her slender waist, and the alluring sensation of her lying on him like a snowdrift. His gaze became fiery again, lingering on Jiang Yingluo's curvaceous figure.

"Aunt Luo, you are so beautiful."

Because of the secret that only he knew about Jiang Yingluo, Li Xingzhou had inexplicably felt like an infant, and Jiang Yingluo was extremely tolerant of him.

The beauty of it is beyond words.

Is boating merely beautiful?

Jiang Yingluo blushed slightly, a faint blush never fading from her delicate face. Looking up at Li Xingzhou, who was drenched in sweat, she found him exceptionally attractive.

I couldn't take my eyes off it.

She couldn't help but reach out and stroke Li Xingzhou's cheek, finding him exceptionally tempting.

"I couldn't take my eyes off it, nor could I move my body away from it."

Li Xingzhou bluntly praised Jiang Yingluo's allure to him.

No woman dislikes being praised; it's just that the degree to which a woman accepts or rejects the praise varies depending on the person giving it to her.

Even if Li Xingzhou didn't say anything cloying, Jiang Yingluo still felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Jiang Yingluo snuggled closer to Li Xingzhou, then suddenly let out a soft cry, her brows furrowing slightly in disbelief: "Why are you still..."

"Don't underestimate body cultivators."

Li Xingzhou spoke with a smile, his large hand once again covering her slender waist. Her graceful and mature curves made him drool, and his thieving hand couldn't help but wander down from her slender waist.

"No..." Jiang Yingluo pressed down on his wrist in a panic: "I'm thirsty."

Her voice was indeed a little hoarse, not only because she was sweating from the heat, but also because the secret that only the two of them knew had been revealed.

Li Xingzhou pondered for a few seconds, then joked, "Self-circulation, is that possible?"

Jiang Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize what he meant and punched him lightly: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

Li Xingzhou smiled and said, "It's worth a try. With your flexibility and adaptability, I think you can definitely do it..."

Come on, give it a try.

Seeing the child's gesture of offering the gift, Jiang Yingluo felt incredibly ashamed. Even if she could do it, what kind of kind person would do such a thing?

Jiang Yingluo rolled to the side, wrapped herself in the summer blanket, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not trying it. Go get me a glass of water..."

Li Xingzhou smiled, thinking that it wouldn't be too late to try again later, and raised his hand to cast a spell to find the water source in the living room: "Would you like it cold or warm?"

"Warm".

"Row."

Li Xingzhou slowly controlled his Yuan Qi. Hearing his phone vibrate, he turned his head and saw Jiang Yingluo wriggle out of the thin blanket, change to a head-down position, and take out her phone from her coat at the foot of the bed.

Looking at the pair of delicate and exquisite jade feet peeking out from under the quilt, he couldn't help but reach out and grasp them. They were smooth and delicate, incomparably soft, and the feel was simply unparalleled.

Jiang Yingluo glanced back at him but didn't stop him. However, when she saw the message her daughter had sent on her phone, she immediately sat up.

Summer clothes slid down her soft, fragrant shoulders, revealing her voluptuous curves: "It's Xue Tang!"

"What did you say?" Li Xingzhou reached out and took the water glass that flew in, handing it to Jiang Yingluo.

"They just asked me why I haven't gone home yet..." Jiang Yingluo pursed her red lips: "When Xue Tang is at home, I never work overtime at the company."

What should I say to her?

“Special times call for special overtime.” Li Xingzhou admired the two small dimples on Jiang Yingluo’s lower back where her tailbone had bulged out. “She’ll understand.”

"Hmm..." Jiang Yingluo nodded: "I'm going out to make a phone call."

"Can't we stay indoors?" Li Xingzhou's eyes lit up slightly.

Sensing the excitement in his voice, Jiang Yingluo glared at him: "Stop fooling around, we can't let Xuetang know now..."

"Because she's not considered her father yet?"

Jiang Yingluo glared at him: "Isn't it all because of you? Do you even know she likes you?"

"Huh?" Li Xingzhou feigned confusion: "How could this happen out of nowhere? You're overthinking it, aren't you?"

"I'm not lying to you, so stop fooling around."

Li Xingzhou smiled and asked meaningfully, "Is this a case of 'two tigers cannot share one mountain'?"

Jiang Yingluo blushed slightly: "What do you mean by 'tiger'? Stop teasing me..."

After saying that, she drank the warm water in her cup in one gulp and then tried to walk out.