Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

Lin Xuan's still erect and vigorous member was still buried inside her, feeling the unconscious sucking of her mysterious valley after her climax.

He lowered his head and kissed her sweaty temples, a hint of unsatisfied aggression flashing in his dark eyes.

He slowly withdrew, then gently patted her round buttocks, which were covered in red marks from his pleasure, and whispered in her ear in a seductive voice, "Hongmian, it's not over yet..."

Qin Hongmian's body stiffened, and she opened her eyes somewhat helplessly, her hazy phoenix eyes filled with a pleading look: "No... I can't... I... I have no strength left..."

She was telling the truth; after being repeatedly demanded of her, she had already reached her physical limit.

"Who said you had to use your strength?" Lin Xuan grinned mischievously, gently turning her body over so that she was kneeling on the bed.

This position allowed him to see her pert, round buttocks and mysterious valley without any obstruction.

However, Lin Xuan did not enter again from the back.

He admired it for a moment, then sat up and brought his still erect member close to Qin Hongmian's cheek.

Qin Hongmian instantly understood what was happening. Her pretty face flushed crimson, more red than ever before. She instinctively turned her head to avoid it.

"Use your mouth to help me." Lin Xuan's voice carried an unquestionable command.

"I...I don't know how..." Qin Hongmian's voice was barely audible, she was so ashamed that she was almost crying.

To her, this kind of thing was far more... base than the sexual intercourse she had just experienced.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan chuckled softly.

To Qin Hongmian, the laughter sounded both mocking and knowing.

"Didn't you see the baby helped me before?"

These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in Qin Hongmian's mind!

She abruptly raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief, shock, and panic, and exclaimed, "You...! How did you know?!"

Lin Xuan reached out and gently pinched her delicate chin, his fingers tracing her thin lips, which were swollen from the kiss. He said with a playful look in his eyes, "Silly girl, I already noticed when you were peeping outside that day. I just didn't call you out on it."

He paused, then leaned closer, almost whispering on her lips, "I just didn't expect that you, the aloof and icy Lady Qin, would have such a quirk. Staring at me and the baby for so long, huh?"

"boom--!"

Qin Hongmian felt all the blood rush to her head at that moment, her mind went blank, and all that remained was an endless buzzing.

Finished!

His biggest and ugliest secret was laid bare before him!

It turns out that he knew everything when she was hiding in the shadows that day, her heart pounding and her face flushed as she spied on him and her junior sister Gan Baobao being intimate in the room!

He knew the shameful state he had in that moment, with his mouth dry and his body burning!

Qin Hongmian was so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or simply faint.

She felt that her shameful secrets had been completely exposed, and that she had no more secrets from this man.

She was like a thief who had been stripped naked, whose very soul had been exposed.

Seeing her look of utter shame and indignation, as if she wanted to disappear on the spot, Lin Xuan felt even more pleased.

But he knew he couldn't push too hard.

He reached out and gently stroked her head, smoothing her slightly messy hair. He said softly, "Silly girl, what's wrong with that? I just realized that you're usually so cold on the outside, but you have such a cute side. Tell me, have you been wanting to try it for a while?"

His tone contained no sarcasm, only overflowing doting and tenderness.

These words, like warm spring water, instantly extinguished the fire of shame and indignation in Qin Hongmian's heart.

She raised her misty phoenix eyes and looked at him pitifully in the moonlight, her thin lips slightly pouting, full of grievance.

Where is there even a trace of "coldness" in her appearance? She clearly looks like a little girl who has done something wrong and has been caught by her parents, and is at a loss for what to do.

Lin Xuan lowered his head again and kissed her deeply.

After a long time, their lips parted.

He pressed his forehead against hers and said softly again in a gentle tone, "Come on, Hongmian, help me."

This time, Qin Hongmian did not refuse.

She was so shy that she almost dared not look at him, and simply nodded slightly.

Guided by Lin Xuan, she slowly moved her body and knelt down beside him.

When that grotesque yet vibrant giant came into clear view again, her heart skipped a beat once more.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, as if encouraging herself.

Then, she lowered her head, and a stunningly beautiful face slowly approached.

This is a completely new world.

She mimicked Gan Baobao's appearance from her memory, first tentatively sticking out her small, delicate tongue and gently licking the tip of that enormous thing.

"Hiss..." Lin Xuan gasped.

This awkward touch stimulated him far more intensely than any skillful technique.

Sensing his reaction, Qin Hongmian seemed to receive a bit of encouragement.

She mustered her courage, opened her cherry-like mouth that usually only uttered cold words, and slowly took the burning hot head into her mouth.

The warmth and wetness inside the mouth instantly enveloped the enormous object.

Qin Hongmian's movements were clumsy and awkward. She didn't know how to breathe, whether her teeth would hurt him, or how to move at all. But she tried her best and was very serious.

"Relax... Yes, slowly..." Lin Xuan's voice, with a hint of suppressed panting, rang out above her head, patiently guiding her.

Qin Hongmian's cheeks were already so red they looked like they could bleed.

She kept her eyes closed, not daring to look, and served him diligently, guided only by instinct. Her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, a few strands even playfully brushing against Lin Xuan's lower abdomen, bringing a ticklish sensation.

She began to try swallowing and spitting. Although the movements were small and the technique was almost nonexistent, her unique seriousness and focus gave Lin Xuan waves of ecstasy.

He could feel her delicate tongue clumsily mimicking his movements, sometimes licking, sometimes curling. Each swallow and spit from her tight, warm mouth brought unparalleled pleasure.

Gradually, Qin Hongmian seemed to have found a knack for it. She was no longer so nervous and began to devote all her attention to this thing that made her feel ashamed yet strangely satisfied.

She could clearly hear his increasingly heavy breathing and feel his body tensing up, which gave her a feeling that she could control this powerful man.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xuan's body suddenly trembled. He hurriedly pressed down on the back of Qin Hongmian's head, his voice hoarse as he said, "Hongmian... quick... open your mouth wide..."

Qin Hongmian did as she was told.

The next moment, a scalding hot stream, carrying a strong masculine scent, was joyfully released into her mouth, filling every corner of her oral cavity.

The author says:

Author's note: Please vote for me with monthly tickets and urge me to update more frequently. I will do my best to update.

Chapter 160: Mu Wanqing: What are you doing?!

The next few days felt like a stolen dream to Qin Hongmian.

Those decades of loneliness and solitude, spent with only knives, seem to have been completely sealed away by a warm amber halo, so distant that they no longer feel real.

Lin Xuan did not rush to leave this quiet bamboo forest, but settled down comfortably.

During the day, the two live like any ordinary couple.

Their eyes occasionally met, and without a word, a thousand tender feelings flowed in the air.

At night, the bamboo bed became another classroom for Lin Xuan to teach her.

In this classroom, the once icy and aloof Shura Blade has become a shy yet eager student.

From initially passively accepting, to later awkwardly complying, and now to actively demanding.

Qin Hongmian discovered that it was as if a passionate woman, whom she had never known before, lived inside her body.

Lin Xuan was like the most skilled musician, always able to pinpoint the most moving chord within her.

Then, in the most domineering yet gentle way, he played a seductive melody that captivated her.

She completely surrendered.

It's not just a physical decline, but also a spiritual surrender.

This man, with his seemingly cynical yet all-knowing gentleness, melted all the ice in her heart into tender affection.

She felt that the joy she experienced during this period was a hundred times more intense than all the joy she had felt in the past few decades combined.

The sun was shining brightly that afternoon.

A gentle breeze wafts through the bamboo grove, carrying the fresh scent of bamboo leaves.

Lin Xuan leaned back in a large bamboo chair, lazily flipping through an old book.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows on him and giving him an air of leisure.

In front of the bamboo chair, Qin Hongmian was quietly kneeling at his crotch.

Today, she is completely different from the cold and aloof Shura Blade she once was.

She was wearing a soft, light blue dress, the color of which perfectly complemented her fair, jade-like skin.

It made her less cold and stern, and more gentle and graceful.

Her long, black, lustrous hair was not tied up high as usual, but loosely tied into a bun with a simple hairpin.

A few playful strands of hair fell onto her smooth, full forehead and graceful swan neck, swaying slightly with her movements, adding a touch of captivating charm.

At this moment, her slightly upturned phoenix eyes were half-closed on her perfectly oval face.

Her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and her eyes were filled with a misty, focused gaze.

Beneath her pert, delicate nose, her thin, beautifully shaped lips were holding that familiar, masculine penis, serving it earnestly and devoutly.

Under the careful guidance of her "strict teacher" Lin Xuan, her skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and she is now completely different from before.

Now, her pearly white teeth are subtly concealed, and her delicate tongue moves nimbly like a swimming fish.

Sometimes it gently licks, sometimes it sucks passionately, and sometimes it uses its warm mouth to mimic the deepest passage, performing deep swallowing and spitting.

For her, it was no longer a shameful thing, but a dedication.

A loving service that brings unparalleled pleasure to one's man.

Seeing him sigh with satisfaction after his efforts, she felt a strange sense of fulfillment mixed with pride and happiness welling up inside her.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes, one hand resting on the book, the other gently stroking her soft hair.

His face showed a relaxed and contented expression.

The atmosphere inside the bamboo house is tranquil, warm, and enchanting.

Right here in this peaceful springtime scene—

"Squeak-"

The bamboo door was pushed open from the outside without warning.

A clear, cold sound, like ice water dripping onto a jade plate, followed, breaking the silence in the room.

"Master, I'm back."

The moment the sound fell, the three people inside the room froze in place!

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, his contented expression remaining unchanged.

Qin Hongmian was struck dumb, her body instantly stiffening like a stone.

Her mouth movements stopped abruptly, and she slowly and stiffly raised her head.

Those phoenix eyes, which were once sparkling like spring water, were now filled with shock and disbelief.

A tall, slender figure stood gracefully at the entrance.

The newcomer was dressed in a sleek black outfit that perfectly accentuated her tall and curvaceous figure.

The black fabric accentuated the sliver of her fair wrist peeking out from under her sleeves, and the barely visible skin of her neck beneath her collar, making it appear dazzlingly white.

She wore a belt of the same color around her waist, which made her waist look incredibly slender and her legs appear even longer and straighter.

With two swords strapped to his back and hidden arrows hanging at his waist, he exuded a cold and capable aura that kept strangers at bay.

Her face was covered by a thin black veil, making it impossible to see her features, which only added to her mystery.

All that could be seen beneath the black veil was a delicate and perfect chin outline and a pair of eyes as clear and bright as cold stars.