Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

Her body writhed, like a fish falling into warm water, each tremor accompanied by a deeper release.

She simply gave up and went all out.

Anyway, they've already completely lost face.

In any case, the man had already seen his most naked, most pathetic, and most wretched side. No matter how much he tried to endure it, it would only make the pleasure even more agonizing.

"Ah...ah...um...Lin...Lin Xuan..."

She called his name with a sob in her voice, her whole body tense, and a fine layer of sweat on her skin.

Her long, slender legs unconsciously intertwined, and her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly beneath her, her knuckles turning white.

Finally, after a long, lingering moan filled with boundless release, she felt that strange electric current surge up her head.

Below, with the intense spasms of the body, a warm torrent gushed out.

She went completely limp, collapsing helplessly onto Lin Xuan like a lump of spring mud.

Her beautiful, naked body clung tightly to Lin Xuan's chest.

She seemed to have used up all her strength, and even her breathing became weak.

Lin Xuan felt the complete relaxation of the beauty in his arms, and the deep trembling.

The wicked smile on his face gradually faded, and he gently withdrew his hands.

Use a thin blanket to properly cover Qin Hongmian's body, all the way up to her neck.

Then, he quietly got up, walked to the bedside, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and put them on the low stool by the bed.

Qin Hongmian kept her eyes closed, the blush on her face had not yet faded, and there were even teardrops hanging on her long eyelashes.

She didn't say anything more, but gently tucked the blanket around her.

Then, without a sound, he turned around and left the bamboo house.

The bamboo door closed gently.

Only after Lin Xuan's figure completely disappeared did Qin Hongmian suddenly open her moist phoenix eyes.

She moved her fingers and found that the pain in her body had completely disappeared, and her internal injuries had mostly healed.

She felt the abundant and brand-new true energy within her body.

The lingering feeling of shame made her feel incredibly complicated.

This man...

Who exactly is he?

He saved her, healed her, took liberties with her, and even... made her experience the extreme shame and pleasure she had never felt before in her life.

Qin Hongmian reached out and touched her burning cheeks, then touched her lower abdomen, which still felt tingly.

How should she treat her?

Chapter 158: Snow Lotus Melts Through the Ice, A Spring Breeze in One Night

That night's passionate "healing" was like dropping a powerful bomb into Qin Hongmian's calm heart.

The aftermath continues to this day.

Over the next few days, the atmosphere in the bamboo house became increasingly subtle.

Lin Xuan seemed to have forgotten everything that happened that night.

He continued to take good care of her as always.

When he took care of Qin Hongmian, he acted naturally, as if they were just ordinary friends.

But ironically, he always inadvertently does some extremely "outrageous" things, and unintentionally takes advantage of her.

Each time, Qin Hongmian would blush with anger, her phoenix eyes flashing with malice.

She wanted to chop him in half with a single stroke. But every time she raised her hand, she saw Lin Xuan's handsome face, which held a mixture of innocence and a wicked smile.

That raging anger was extinguished instantly, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.

All that's left is a feeling of utter helplessness.

And a hint of shyness that she herself was unwilling to admit...

Under Lin Xuan's "special" care, her health is improving at a visible rate.

The internal injuries have basically healed, and the vital energy is becoming increasingly abundant.

But her heart was becoming increasingly confused.

She realized that she seemed to have... gotten used to it.

I've grown accustomed to waking up in the morning to the aroma of his medicinal porridge. I've grown accustomed to his teasing yet caring gaze.

They even got used to his "unclean" hands.

Those intimate contacts that filled her with shame and indignation, yet she couldn't truly resist.

This feeling made her feel incredibly alienated and terrified.

She was a ruthless and cold-hearted woman.

When did I become so...indecisive?

She might even begin to crave a man's tenderness and embrace?

She felt as if she had returned to her teenage years, that age when she was just beginning to experience romantic feelings and was full of dreams for the future.

Lin Xuan was like a beam of light, forcefully tearing open the thick ice shell she had built up over time.

She revealed all the tenderness and desires that she had deliberately forgotten, the very essence of a woman's being.

She didn't know how to face him.

Taking another step forward would lead to a descent into depravity she never imagined. Taking a step back, however, was something she couldn't bear to do.

But she knew that she felt safe and secure with this man.

That feeling was something she had never experienced in all her years of wandering the world.

It's as if as long as he's there, there's nothing to fear even if the sky falls.

The sun was shining brightly that afternoon.

The dappled light and shadow filtered through the bamboo curtain, casting swaying patterns on the ground.

Qin Hongmian sat cross-legged on the bed, regulating her breathing. Her simple, elegant long dress couldn't conceal her shapely figure. Especially her full breasts, which rose and fell gently with her steady breathing, creating a breathtaking scene.

Lin Xuan leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, and watched her quietly for a long time.

When Qin Hongmian slowly finished her practice and opened her slightly upturned phoenix eyes...

He met her deep gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

"Your health is much better," Lin Xuan said first, breaking the silence.

"Yes, much better." Qin Hongmian nodded slightly, her voice still cool.

But the sharpness in his eyes had softened considerably compared to when they first met.

Lin Xuan smiled, a smile that carried a meaning she couldn't understand.

"It seems I should go."

The word "walk" was like an invisible needle, piercing Qin Hongmian's heart unexpectedly.

A sudden wave of turmoil washed over her.

Almost blurting it out, "Where are you going?"

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth. Her tone was too hasty.

She immediately composed herself, and a layer of frost returned to her beautiful face.

"Go wherever you want," Lin Xuan shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact.

"I only stayed to take care of you because I saw you were seriously injured and on the verge of death."

"Now that you're all lively and energetic, I'm naturally leaving."

As he spoke, he slowly walked to the bedside and looked down at her.

Those dark eyes seemed to see through everything as they smiled and asked, "What, you can't bear to part with me?"

Lin Xuan's words were like a blunt knife, making Qin Hongmian feel very uncomfortable.

What does it mean to "have a kind heart"? What does it mean to be "lively and energetic"?

Did he see all that time we spent together as nothing more than pity?

A surge of stubbornness and pride welled up in my heart instantly.

Qin Hongmian doesn't need anyone's pity!

She slowly raised her head and met Lin Xuan's gaze.

His fair face was devoid of any superfluous expression.

Those once bright and sparkling phoenix eyes have now turned cold and distant once more.

His eyes and brows exuded a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

She looked at Lin Xuan stubbornly, her thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line.

He said, word by word, "Okay. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. When are you leaving?"

Lin Xuan looked at her current appearance, at her feigned strength and coldness.

This woman is like a hedgehog, even though her heart is incredibly soft.

Yet they always have to use the hardest thorns to protect themselves.

His smile remained unchanged, and he said in a relaxed tone, "Tomorrow."

"Okay," Qin Hongmian replied with only one word.

She turned her face away and stopped looking at him.

A deathly silence fell between them.

The atmosphere became even more awkward in the following moments.

Lin Xuan seemed like a completely different person.

He no longer flirted with her with his usual flirtatious words, nor did he try to take advantage of her by touching her inappropriately.

He simply prepared the meals for the last day in silence.

Quietly pack your things.

Every gesture he made carried a sense of detachment, as if he were about to leave.

He was like a stranger about to complete a task, polite and courteous.

This stark contrast caused Qin Hongmian's heart to sink little by little.

She would rather he remained as shameless and frivolous as before.

It's much better than the current awkwardness of treating each other with the icy respect we have now.

Silent all night.

The next day at noon, the sun was scorching.

Lin Xuan had already packed his simple belongings and stood in front of the bamboo house.

That small path that leads to the outside world.

Qin Hongmian stood under the eaves, her black outfit once again on her body.

This outfit perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.

High breasts, slender waist, and round, perky buttocks.

And those straight, long legs—everything about them exudes a fatal allure.

However, at this moment, her demeanor was like that of a snow lotus blooming atop an iceberg.