Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

"But now that I'm here, you won't even see me a few times, won't even say a few words to me. Ling Shan is lovely, but the person I want to see... is you."

“Miss Ning, this is not how you treat a guest.”

His voice carried a hint of grievance, a hint of resentment, and an even stronger, more intense affection.

Ning Zhongze completely collapsed.

She tried desperately to pull her hand away, but for some reason, she felt weak all over, unable to muster any strength. The hand he held seemed to have a mind of its own, clinging to the warmth of his palm, unwilling to let go.

"If you have the time, young master, and could grace Mount Hua with your presence someday, my wife and I would certainly... prepare a warm welcome and provide you with the best hospitality..."

Yes, she said those words herself.

At that moment, she was cursing herself in her heart, cursing herself for being so blind.

That should have been just a simple polite remark, but she knew best in her heart that the moment she said those words, deep down she really... really wanted this man to come find her!

And now, he has really come.

He held my hand, looked at me with such tender and focused eyes, and said such explicit words of love to me.

What should she do?

Should she push him away? Scold him? But her body betrayed her will.

Accept him? Acknowledge her inappropriate feelings? But her identity and her reason screamed frantically, "No!"

Ning Zhongze sat there blankly, letting him hold her hand, her mind in turmoil.

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Author's note: Emotional scenes must be foreshadowed, and should unfold naturally.

Chapter 88: Yue Lingshan Knocks on the Door?

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered, illuminating two completely different faces.

Lin Xuan's face showed the composure and satisfaction of a hunter watching his prey fall into a trap; while Ning Zhongze's face showed undisguised panic and helplessness.

Her hand, the jade-like hand that had wielded a sword for decades and slain countless villains, now lay obediently in the palm of a young man.

The scorching heat emanating from his palm was like a series of chains, binding not only her hands but also all her will and strength.

"I...I..." Ning Zhongze's lips trembled slightly as she tried to say something to salvage the out-of-control situation, but all her words seemed pale and powerless in the face of Lin Xuan's straightforward and passionate confession.

Her heart was already a vast ocean, turned upside down by the storm called "Lin Xuan".

The dam of reason is crumbling inch by inch, while the flood of emotions is assaulting her defenses, which she has maintained for years, with unprecedented ferocity.

Looking at her dejected and helpless appearance, Lin Xuan's deep eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction.

The time is ripe.

He fell silent, for at that moment, no words could compare to the most direct action.

He held her hand and exerted a slight force, a subtle push that caused Ning Zhongze's already weak and limp body to involuntarily lean forward.

"what!"

A short gasp escaped her throat. The next moment, she fell into a broad, warm chest.

The world spun around.

Her last shred of reason told her she had to struggle immediately and push this audacious madman away! But the moment her body touched his chest, it went completely and shamefully limp.

It was a feeling I had never experienced before.

Lin Xuan's chest was as solid as iron, and his heartbeat was strong and powerful. Through the thin clothes, it pounded against her chest again and again, as if trying to merge with her heartbeat.

Lin Xuan picked her up horizontally and gently placed her on his lap, letting her sit sideways in his arms.

His arm tightly encircled her slender waist, holding her firmly in his embrace, giving her no chance to escape.

"Lin...Lin Xuan! Let me go!"

Ning Zhongze finally regained a faint voice, but it was weak and feeble, with a heavy tremor, sounding more like a lover's petulance than a stern rebuke.

Lin Xuan looked down at her, at her breathtakingly beautiful face, flushed red with shame and fear.

He didn't answer, but instead gave her the most direct response through his actions.

He lowered his head and accurately captured her two full and soft red lips that were trembling slightly.

"Well……"

Ning Zhongze's brain completely stopped functioning in an instant.

A warm and soft touch, carrying a scent of a young man that was completely unfamiliar to her, forcefully covered her lips.

In all these decades, she had never had such close contact with any man.

Lin Xuan's kiss began as a gentle, tentative exploration. He traced the shape of her lips with his own, savoring the astonishing sweetness.

Ke Ningzhong's stiffness and resistance seemed to arouse his latent desire to conquer.

His kiss suddenly became forceful and deep.

No longer content with the caress of their lips, he used the tip of his tongue to pry open her pearly teeth, which she had forgotten to close in shock. A nimble and burning tongue, with an irresistible force, boldly invaded her moist and sweet territory.

"Uh-huh……"

Ning Zhong let out an unintelligible sob. She instinctively tried to lean back to avoid it, but Lin Xuan's arms around her waist suddenly tightened, making her unable to move.

She was forced to endure this storm of plunder.

Lin Xuan's kissing skills were so superb that they didn't seem like those of a novice.

He sometimes licked gently, sometimes entwined forcefully, and sometimes sucked and teased skillfully. He guided her stiff and clumsy little tongue, dancing with it, chasing it, and swirling it together.

A tingling, trembling, and unfamiliar pleasure shot through my entire body like lightning from where our lips and tongues met.

Ning Zhongze felt weak all over, as if all her strength had been drained by the kiss.

Her hands, which she had originally used to push him away, somehow found themselves helplessly gripping his shirt, as if grasping at the last straw.

Just as she was losing all her senses to the deep kiss and completely succumbing to it, Lin Xuan's other hand also began to become "no longer clean".

That large, warm palm, carrying the unique true energy of the Yin-Yang Supplementation Technique that could arouse desire, began to wander and explore her body.

His hand gently caressed her smooth back.

Through the moon-white silk undergarment, he could clearly feel the delicate smoothness of her back skin. His true energy seeped into her skin through his palms, causing a subtle shiver wherever it touched.

Ning Zhongze's body became unusually sensitive under his touch.

His hand slid slowly down the curve of her back. The movement was full of patience and appreciation, as if he were caressing a rare treasure.

Then, his hand rested on her slender yet resilient waist.

This is the most captivating turning point in her figure.

His fingers gently dug into the soft flesh of her waist, the slightly firm kneading causing Ning Zhongze to let out a suppressed groan. A strange tingling sensation spread from her waist, making her body even more limp.

Lin Xuan seemed to love this place. His fingers repeatedly circled and pressed on that soft area, each movement like teasing her most sensitive nerves.

The influence of true energy was irresistible to her.

The wonder of the Yin-Yang Supplementation Technique lies in this. It can not only heal injuries and enhance internal strength, but also use yang energy to stimulate yin energy, using masculine charm to ignite women's most primal desires.

For Ning Zhongze, a mature woman who has been repressed and feels empty inside for many years, this kind of provocation of true energy is undoubtedly fatal.

Her body reacted more honestly than her will.

Lin Xuan's hand didn't linger on her waist for long. After sensing the changes in her body, his palm continued to slide down, and without hesitation, covered her plump, full, rounded, and perky buttocks.

Ning Zhongze's body trembled violently!

There...that was one of her most private and shameful parts!

Even through the thin silk, the shape and heat of his hands, as well as the controlled kneading, were clearly transmitted.

His fingers boldly explored inwards along the rounded curves, gently squeezing the plump buttocks.

A powerful sense of shame and excitement overwhelmed Ning Zhongze like a burst dam. Her cheeks flushed crimson, almost to the point of bleeding, and even her earlobes turned an alluring pink.

She could clearly feel that, along with his kneading, a shameful wetness welled up deep inside her body.

At that moment, her buttocks, which were pressed tightly against Lin Xuan's thigh, felt a terrifying change.

She felt something hard, hot, and enormous rapidly awakening and swelling, and then... heavily pressing against the cleft between her buttocks.

The powerful touch through her clothes struck Ning Zhongze like a thunderbolt!

Her mind was reeling. This man… he… he actually…

Just as Ning Zhongze was on the verge of a complete breakdown due to these successive provocations that crossed all the boundaries of her understanding—

"Knock, knock, knock."

A few crisp, rapid knocks suddenly rang out.

Immediately, a clear and familiar girl's voice came from outside the door.

"Mother?"

The sound was like a bucket of ice water in the dead of winter, chilling Ning Zhongze to the bone from head to toe!

It's Shan'er!

It's her daughter, Yue Lingshan!

Ning Zhongze's pupils suddenly contracted, and all the blood in her body seemed to flow backward to her heart at that moment, leaving her feeling cold all over and helpless.

She suddenly woke up!

What am I doing?!

I actually... I actually did such a... such a shameless thing with a young man I'd only known for a short time!

An unprecedented fear and despair instantly overwhelmed her!

She struggled frantically, trying to break free from Lin Xuan's embrace!

"Let...let me go! Shan'er is here!" She lowered her voice and used all her strength to push against Lin Xuan's chest, her voice filled with pleading and sobs.

However, Lin Xuan's arms, which were wrapped around her waist, did not move an inch. Instead of letting go, he held her even tighter.

"Mother? Are you inside? Are you asleep?"

Outside the door, Yue Lingshan's voice rang out again, sounding somewhat anxious because she hadn't received a response.

Ning Zhongze was terrified. She dared not not answer. If Shan'er thought something had happened to her and barged in, then everything would be over!

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound normal, even though it was trembling with fear.

"Shan...Shan'er? It's so late, why aren't you asleep? What are you doing here?"

"I...I just had a nightmare, I dreamt of lots of vicious bad guys..." Yue Lingshan's voice was trembling with tears, clearly she was really scared. "Mother, I...I'm so scared, tonight...I want to sleep with you, is that okay?"

Sleeping with...and with Mommy?

Ning Zhongze's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

No! Absolutely not!

If Shan'er were to come in and see me in this disheveled state, being held in someone's arms... and see another man in the room...

She dared not think any further!

Her mind raced, her tone stern yet slightly panicked: "Nonsense! How old are you? Still acting like a child! You need to call for your mother just because you have a nightmare? Go back to sleep!"

This was the only way she could hope to scare her daughter away.

While she was racking her brains to deal with her daughter outside the door, the "little thief" holding her not only did not restrain himself in the slightest, but instead... became even more unrestrained!

Hearing Yue Lingshan's voice outside the door, Lin Xuan's smile grew even brighter and more sinister.

He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, who was in a state of panic and confusion. His heart grew even more wicked.

His hands, having finished lingering on his back and hips, began a new journey.

The hand that had been around her waist slowly moved upwards, gently yet firmly covering her full, firm breasts, which were unrestrained by her undergarment.

"Well!"

Ning Zhongze's body trembled violently again! She bit her lip tightly to prevent her scream from escaping.

That place... was where she, as a woman, was both most proud and most sensitive!