Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

He seized Ren Yingying's small hand that was hitting him, pressed it against his chest, his voice softened, and his eyes were filled with affection and seduction.

Lin Xuan began his elaborate and persuasive sales pitch.

"Yingying, you've misunderstood me."

Lin Xuan sighed, looking heartbroken. "How can this be called frivolous? This is called the union of yin and yang, driven by passion."

"Think about it, as the ancients said, food and sex are human nature. The highest realm between men and women is this unreserved honesty and mutual pleasure."

“When you play this flesh flute for me, it’s as if I’m offering my most vulnerable and fatal weakness to your lips without any defense. This is the embodiment of my utmost trust in you! Similarly, it is the most sacred ritual for you to express your deep love for me.”

Lin Xuan cupped Ren Yingying's flushed cheeks and said tenderly:

“Yingying, I did everything in my power to save your father today because I love you. Can’t you put aside those worldly formalities and show your love to your brother Xuan in the gentlest way?”

This is a bunch of lies, a mix of coaxing and deception.

Simply nonsense!

But the one listening to these words at this moment is Ren Yingying, who has already devoted all her girlish feelings to Lin Xuan!

In the heart of this young girl experiencing her first love, Lin Xuan was not only a martial arts legend, but also a great hero who rescued her from despair.

Under the influence of love's descent into madness, Ren Yingying knew perfectly well that Lin Xuan was probably just making things up and trying to trick her into doing those shameful things.

However, upon hearing him say "I will entrust you with my most fatal weakness" and "You are in my heart," Ren Yingying's hardened heart instantly melted into a pool of spring water.

"Brother Xuan..."

Ren Yingying stopped struggling, her watery eyes gazing tenderly at Lin Xuan.

Her eyes flickered with struggle, shyness, and a resolute determination to sacrifice everything for her lover.

She bit her red lips and remained silent for a long time. Finally, the defenses in her heart completely collapsed under this gentle offensive.

That's enough, that's enough!

Since she was destined to be his for life, what did it matter if she became a shameless woman for him?

As long as he's happy.

"Well... okay then..."

Ren Yingying's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

She slowly slid off Lin Xuan's lap.

Under Lin Xuan's burning gaze, this pure and immaculate Holy Maiden, who held supreme prestige within the Ming Cult, was...

Surprisingly, she obediently knelt down between Lin Xuan's legs.

She looked up, her beautiful face flushed, her eyes filled with nervousness.

She looked at Lin Xuan, her tone carrying a hint of grievance and pleading:

"Brother Xuan... this... this xiao (vertical bamboo flute), I've never seen it before, and I'm not very good at playing it. If... if I don't play it well later, you... you mustn't laugh at me..."

"How could that be? My Yingying is incredibly smart and learns everything quickly. I dote on you, how could I laugh at you?"

Lin Xuan suppressed his overwhelming joy, reached out and gently patted her head to encourage her.

They received Lin Xuan's assurance.

Ren Yingying took a deep breath, as if she were a warrior about to go to the execution ground.

She reached out her slender hands, which trembled slightly with nervousness, and untied the belt around Lin Xuan's waist, slowly removing the last barrier.

"Shh!"

When that ferocious, thick, fiery dragon leaped out completely and was exposed to the air!

Even though Ren Yingying had already felt the size and heat of this thing through her clothes when she hugged it just now.

But at this moment, when she looked at it so closely!

Ren Yingying was still so frightened that she gasped!

"Oh my god..."

Her beautiful eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

This……

Is this really something a human can grow?!

Ren Yingying subconsciously touched her soft, cherry-like lips.

Then he looked at the huge "monster" in front of him.

She immediately had second thoughts.

"Brother Xuan...this...this is too big..."

Ren Yingying's voice was trembling with tears, "I... my mouth is so small, how could it possibly fit in my mouth..."

Looking at the usually aloof Ren Yingying, now looking adorably terrified by her own assets.

Lin Xuan leaned back in his chair, suppressing a laugh, and said in a gentle tone:

"Don't be afraid, Yingying."

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. Didn't you just say you're good at playing the flute? Don't think of it as something scary. Just think of it as... just think of the bamboo flute you were holding just now."

"Feel it with your heart, and use your flute playing skills to master it."

"Trying to use it as a bamboo flute?"

Ren Yingying blinked, trying hard to recall how she usually played the bamboo flute.

Yes, since it's about "playing the flute," then let's do it the way we play the flute!

Thinking of this, Ren Yingying seemed to find a sliver of confidence.

She mustered her courage again, closed her watery eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled violently with nervousness.

She slowly moved her exquisitely beautiful face closer.

They were less than half an inch away from that scalding giant.

Ren Yingying stopped.

Followed by.

She actually pouted her rosy, full cherry lips into a small, delicate circle.

"call--"

"call--"

A cool breeze, carrying the delicate fragrance of orchids, blew out from Ren Yingying's pouting lips!

The air was blown precisely onto Lin Xuan's hot and sensitive dragon!

That's right!

This holy nun of the demonic sect is as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

They actually started "blowing" right there, just like the literal meaning!

She played with great seriousness and focus, as if she were playing a beautiful piece of music.

Even her two slender white fingers were pressing up and down on the thick pillar, just like the holes for the musical scale!

"puff……"

Sitting on it, Lin Xuan felt the cool breeze coming from below and almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

He stared in disbelief at Ren Yingying, who was kneeling between his legs, eyes closed, earnestly "blowing" air into him.

He thought Ren Yingying wasn't being modest or shy when she said that.

He never expected that this girl would be so naive!

I asked you to play the flute, and you're actually here blowing a cool breeze on me!

And those two fingers were just randomly pressing around there; did you think they were pressing the sound holes on a bamboo flute?!

This extremely strong contrast between cuteness and absurdity left Lin Xuan speechless, both amused and exasperated!

He was originally filled with lust, but the cool breeze made him feel a chill down there, and he almost laughed out loud.

"Cough cough... Yingying..."

Lin Xuan couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out and pinched Ren Yingying's slightly flushed cheeks, interrupting her "heartfelt performance".

Ren Yingying opened her eyes and saw Lin Xuan's strange expression as he struggled to suppress a laugh, and she immediately felt a pang of disappointment and grievance.

"Brother Xuan, you...you're laughing at me!"

Ren Yingying pouted, her eyes reddening slightly. "I already told you I can't play anymore, and you're still laughing! I'm ignoring you!"

As she spoke, she stood up defiantly.

"Oh no, no, no, Yingying, I wasn't laughing at you."

Lin Xuan quickly pulled her back down and made her kneel between his legs again.

Looking at Ren Yingying's aggrieved expression, he felt even more fond of her.

“Yingying, you play very well, but… but the way to play this ‘meat flute’ is slightly different from that of an ordinary bamboo flute.”

Lin Xuan cleared his throat and began his "serious" teaching.

"Look."

Lin Xuan extended a finger and gently tapped Ren Yingying's soft red lips. "This flute cannot produce a sound by simply blowing air."

"You need to gently wrap your lips around the very tip of it."

Lin Xuan patiently guided him, "Yes, like this, open your mouth, don't be afraid, it won't bite. Try touching it first."

Hearing Lin Xuan's voice, Ren Yingying felt her grievances subside slightly.

Although she was still incredibly shy, in order to avoid being laughed at by her lover again, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and move closer once more.

She slightly parted her cherry-like mouth, a mouth that could captivate all beings.

Carefully, he tentatively took a tiny bit of the scalding hot tip of the dragon into his mouth.

The moment that burning sensation touched the soft flesh inside her mouth.

Ren Yingying trembled violently!

That extremely strong masculine aura instantly filled all her senses.

That thing was so hot and so big that just the head of it filled her little mouth completely.

"Well……"

Ren Yingying let out a muffled sob and instinctively wanted to back away.

"Don't back down, hold it in your mouth."

Lin Xuan gently placed his large hand on the back of her head, preventing her from backing down.

“Very good, Yingying, you did a great job.”

Lin Xuan could clearly feel the amazing tightness and warmth inside Ren Yingying's mouth.

The rawness and purity of a top-quality virgin excited him even more.

"Next, the key to this flute lies in your tongue."

Lin Xuan continued to impart his secret: "You can't just let it stay there; you have to make your tongue move."

"Use the tip of your tongue to gently lick it, as if you were savoring a delicious candy. Circle around its rim and glide it across."

Ren Yingying was now in a difficult situation, her mind completely controlled by Lin Xuan's commands.

She blushed and closed her eyes.

I tried sticking out my small, nimble little tongue.

When that soft, wet tongue tip, extremely awkwardly and even somewhat clumsily, licked the dragon's sensitive spots.

"hiss……"

Lin Xuan gasped.