Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

Gan Baobao nestled in his arms, looking up at him as they walked.

Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on Lin Xuan's face with deep affection, her gaze both dreamy and focused.

In fact, she didn't hear much of what Lin Xuan said, who he killed, or who he saved, nor did she care.

At this moment, all the grudges and feuds of the martial arts world, national hatred and personal vendettas, seemed so insignificant.

In her world, all that remained at that moment was the man's lips opening and closing, his resolute chin, and his eyes that always carried a hint of mockery and domineering.

"Mmm... mmm, you're amazing..."

She mechanically echoed him, her voice soft and sweet, revealing a kind of infatuation.

Lin Xuan naturally noticed her absent-mindedness, or rather, he noticed her overflowing desire for him.

Reaching a rockery hidden by blooming flowers, Lin Xuan suddenly stopped, turned around, and pressed Gan Baobao down onto the slightly warm rock.

"Ah..." Gan Baobao exclaimed softly, leaning against the artificial hill, her hands unconsciously resting on Lin Xuan's chest, but it was not a rejection at all, but clearly an invitation that seemed to be playing hard to get.

"To listen to a story so perfunctorily deserves punishment."

Lin Xuan chuckled mischievously, lowered his head, and directly captured those two red lips with his lips.

"Well……"

Gan Baobao let out a soft moan and instantly wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan's neck, responding passionately.

Although her kissing skills had long since become proficient under Lin Xuan's tutelage, they still carried a sense of urgency, as if she wanted to pour out all the pain of longing she had endured during this period through this kiss.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, their saliva mingling, making a blush-inducing, heart-pounding smacking sound.

Lin Xuan's large hands were not idle either, skillfully reaching into the pale yellow silk skirt.

Touching that warm and delicate skin with my palm felt like touching a piece of fine, warm jade.

Gan Baobao's body is full of elasticity due to years of martial arts training, but as a mature woman, she also has a softness and plumpness that a young girl does not have.

The wide collar was easily opened, revealing a bodice embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Lin Xuan pulled her close without any hesitation, and the pair of large, snowy breasts that had been bound for so long jumped out like rabbits, trembling slightly in the air, with the two most rosy cherries at the top already hard as pearls.

"Uh... Hmph..."

When the rough fingertips pinched that sensitive spot, Gan Baobao could no longer hold back and let out a sweet and seductive moan. Her body trembled violently, and her legs involuntarily came together and rubbed against each other.

"Good...good person...please don't treat me like this...um..."

She said no, but her body honestly snuggled into Lin Xuan's arms, as if she wanted to crush herself and melt into his body.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to take further action and finish off the ripe peach on the spot, Gan Baobao suddenly pushed his shoulder while panting.

"Stop...stop for a second...you rascal, stop..."

Lin Xuan paused, looking at the beautiful woman in his arms with a rosy face and half-undressed, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "What? Don't you want to?"

"I want to... I dream about it..." Gan Baobao quickly explained, afraid that Lin Xuan would be angry. She straightened her disheveled clothes and calmed her breathing a little, but a hint of resentment suddenly appeared in her watery eyes.

She bit her lower lip, as if making up her mind, and asked softly, "Master, tell me honestly... are Ling'er and Wanqing... already yours?"

Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback, then a playful smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't deny it, but instead asked with great interest, "Oh? How did you know?"

Upon hearing this tacit admission, Gan Baobao's body stiffened slightly, the light in her eyes dimmed a bit, and then she let out a long sigh.

"I knew they couldn't escape your grasp..."

Gan Baobao leaned against the artificial hill, her expression complex, showing both the helplessness of a mother whose daughter had been taken advantage of, and a strange, secret sense of relief.

“I had a feeling when you insisted on taking them both out. These two girls are so naive, how could they resist your methods? Just now, when I saw Ling’er walking... and Wanqing looking at you, the way she looked at you, with that loving look, it was clear that she had given you her heart and soul.”

At this point, she raised her head, looking at Lin Xuan with a wistful gaze, her tone tinged with bitterness, but mostly with a resigned, coquettish reproach: "You wicked wretch, you're a ruthless devil who devours people without spitting out the bones. You even prey on my daughter..."

Lin Xuan laughed and pulled her back into his arms, his large hand roaming over her smooth back: "What? Jealous?"

"How dare I..." Gan Baobao pressed her face against his chest, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers. "I am your servant, your technician, how could I have the right to be jealous? It's just... just thinking that my daughter and I... actually... actually have to serve only you, it makes me feel... so ashamed."

She spoke very softly, like a mosquito humming, but the sense of taboo that came after this thin veil of secrecy was broken made Lin Xuan feel a strange excitement.

"What's there to be ashamed of?" Lin Xuan lifted her chin, looking into her eyes. "What are your thoughts?"

Gan Baobao stared at him for a moment, and the shyness in her eyes gradually turned into a pool of spring water. She suddenly chuckled, and her laughter carried a hint of self-destructive indulgence.

"Ha, that's true. What can I think now that things have come to this? You saved my life, and you've got me. Now... now even Ling'er is yours. My daughter and I... are truly completely in your hands."

She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Lin Xuan's neck like vines, stood on tiptoe, and breathed sweetly into his ear: "Now that my daughter and I are yours... you have to treat us well from now on. You can't forget the old when you have a little one, and you can't forget the old when you have a new one."

The thought of a mother and daughter sharing a husband, coming from the mouth of this usually dignified Valley Master's wife, had an indescribable and immense destructive power.

Lin Xuan laughed heartily, his desire to conquer was greatly satisfied.

"Don't worry! You're my personal technician, your skills are unparalleled. How could I not treat you well?" Lin Xuan pinched her pert nose, his eyes full of doting and desire. "As for Ling'er, she's so cute and obedient, I can't wait to spoil her. I'll make sure you two are well fed!"

Upon hearing the words "exclusive technician" and that domineering declaration, Gan Baobao completely threw away her last bit of reserve.

"Then... shouldn't the technician help cool down Master's current temper?"

Gan Baobao glanced at him with seductive eyes, and then made a very practiced and natural movement.

She slowly released her grip on Lin Xuan, her pale yellow dress swaying slightly with her movements.

Beside the rockery in this fragrant garden, this still-charming woman gracefully and obediently knelt down amidst the vibrant spring scenery.

Lin Xuan looked down at her.

From this angle, Gan Baobao's towering breasts are even more eye-catching, and her deep cleavage is enough to bury any man's rationality.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with submission and adoration as she looked at Lin Xuan.

She reached out her well-maintained, delicate hands and gently untied Lin Xuan's belt.

As the restraints were released, the colossal dragon that haunted her dreams and had haunted her countless times in her nightmares leaped out, radiating astonishing heat and a ferocious aura in the cool air.

Gan Baobao's beautiful phoenix eyes widened slightly as she carefully examined the area, seemingly confirming something. She then let out a sigh tinged with fascination:

"Still so big...still so majestic..."

She stuck out her small, pink tongue and licked her slightly dry lips, looking like a fallen fairy.

Immediately afterwards, she did not hesitate or force herself.

Just as she had practiced countless times, she opened her cherry-like mouth as wide as possible and swallowed the enormous dragon whole.

"Well……"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but tilt his head back comfortably, let out a long breath, and naturally placed his hands on Gan Baobao's head, his fingers running through her smooth, black hair.

She truly deserves to be his "personal technician".

Gan Baobao's skills are clearly the result of hard work and dedication.

Her mouth was warm and moist, with a very strong enveloping sensation.

Her tongue was as nimble as a little snake, constantly circling and drawing circles on that sensitive spot before sucking hard.

With each swallow and exhale, it went as deep as possible, producing a gurgling sound from deep within its throat, which was particularly clear in the quiet garden.

"Sizzle...pop..."

Gan Baobao would sometimes swallow deeply, giving Lin Xuan a squeezing sensation; sometimes she would take a small sip and gently tease his sensitive spots with the tip of her tongue; and sometimes she would gently rub her cheek against the inside of his thigh.

Her beautiful eyes would occasionally lift up, gazing at Lin Xuan with tender affection, her gaze filled with flattery, a desire for pleasure, and a seductive allure born of a woman's complete submission.

Looking at Gan Baobao, who was kneeling between his legs like a docile little puppy, she was diligently swallowing and releasing his desire.

"Baby, your skills are getting better and better," Lin Xuan couldn't help but praise.

Hearing her owner's praise, Gan Baobao swallowed even harder. Although her mouth was stuffed full and her cheeks were a little sore, she felt sweet inside.

He'd let her do anything as long as she liked it.

Even if she was sitting in the open air, even if her daughter might see her, she didn't care.

"Since both mother and daughter have followed you... then this must be fate..." Gan Baobao thought to herself, her actions becoming increasingly lewd and unrestrained.

As the pleasure continued to build, Lin Xuan's breathing became increasingly heavy.

He began to press down on Gan Baobao's head, his waist moving in sync with her movements.

"Mmm...uh..."

Gan Baobao endured his thrusts without complaint, trying her best to open her throat wide to receive each of his penetrations.

"It's coming... Baby, catch it!"

Finally, after a violent impact, Lin Xuan roared and thrust his dragon deep into her throat, pressing down hard on the back of her head.

Thick streams of essence, like a volcanic eruption, violently gushed out, directly filling Gan Baobao's mouth and even rushing into her oral cavity.

"Well!"

Gan Baobao trembled, enduring the foreign body sensation, her throat bobbing, and she obediently swallowed the essence liquid in large gulps.

After a long while, Lin Xuan finally let go of her hand.

The dragon, though weakened, remains magnificent.

Gan Baobao slumped to the ground, a trace of white saliva still lingering at the corner of her mouth. Instead of wiping it away, she stuck out her tongue and licked it clean with lingering relish. Then, she tilted her disheveled yet alluring face up and gave Lin Xuan an extremely seductive smile:

"Master...it tastes so good..."

Looking at her like this, Lin Xuan felt a surge of affection and bent down to pick her up in his arms.

"She's a stunning beauty."

As the sun set, their figures overlapped once more as they walked towards the bedroom.

Chapter 230: Gan Baobao: Ling'er... what are you doing here?

In the early morning, the mist in Wanjie Valley had not yet completely dissipated, and the morning light filtered through the dense leaves, casting dappled shadows.

With a creak, the door that had been tightly closed all night slowly opened.

Lin Xuan stepped out of the door, looking refreshed, and stretched lazily. Behind him, Gan Baobao followed with slightly unsteady steps.

Gan Baobao is still as pretty as ever.

Her long, black hair was simply tied up with a jade hairpin, with a few playful strands falling beside her ears, making her even more charming.

Her beautiful face was flushed so red it looked like it could bleed, and her eyes and brows were still brimming with the joy and satisfaction of spring.

It's obvious that Lin Xuan satisfied her last night!

Last night, the brief separation made the honeymoon feel even better. Coupled with Lin Xuan's almost punishing demands, this long-deprived woman was indeed exhausted, but she was also thoroughly satisfied, radiating a glow from the inside out.

The four of them sat around a rosewood round table in the front hall for breakfast.

Several delicate side dishes were laid out on the table, and the congee was still steaming, but the meal was eaten in unusual quiet.

Lin Xuan sat imposingly in the main seat, slowly sipping his porridge, a faint, mischievous smile playing on his lips, his eyes occasionally sweeping over the other three women.

Gan Baobao sat to his left. Normally, she was the undisputed mistress of Wanjie Valley, but at this moment she was meek and submissive, not even daring to look up at the two juniors opposite her.

Her hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly; she felt extremely guilty.

Although Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling already knew about her relationship with Lin Xuan, and everyone tacitly agreed, after all... after all, she and Lin Xuan were right next door last night, making such a commotion, and it's unknown how much those two girls overheard.

Thinking of this, Gan Baobao's fair cheeks flushed again, and she felt even more ashamed: As an elder, I am now sharing a husband with my daughter. How am I supposed to live like this in the future...?

Sitting opposite her, Mu Wanqing was still dressed in black, with a cold expression.

She ate silently, her eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything around her. But the complex look in her eyes when she occasionally glanced at Gan Baobao revealed that she was far from being as calm as she appeared.

However, she was usually taciturn, and at this moment she was even more reluctant to speak. Her aloof demeanor only made the atmosphere at the dinner table even more tense.

Only Zhong Ling acted as if nothing had happened.

She was wearing a bright green shirt, with two cute double buns in her hair, and her big, bright eyes were darting around.

She glanced at her mother on the left, whose face was as red as a tomato, and then at her brother Xuan on the right, who looked calm and even a little smug. She had chopsticks in her mouth and a silly yet sly smile on her face.

“Mother, you look so beautiful today, with a rosy glow, even more beautiful than the camellias in the garden!” Zhong Ling suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence.

"Cough cough..." Gan Baobao was drinking porridge when she heard this and almost choked. She quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her pretty face instantly turning bright red. Whether from embarrassment or choking, she could only mumble, "Is...is that so? Maybe I slept well last night..."

"Did you sleep well?" Zhong Ling blinked her big eyes, looking at Gan Baobao innocently. "But last night I seemed to hear some noises coming from Mom's side. It sounded like... it sounded like she was having a hard time."

"Ling'er!" Gan Baobao was so ashamed and angry that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. This brat, why did she have to bring up the thing she didn't want to talk about!