Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

It made her body yearn for those hands imbued with strange true energy, and for the tingling sensation that awakened the depths of her soul when he touched her.

Whenever she lies alone in bed late at night, that burning heat that she both loves and hates rises quietly from the deepest part of her body.

It was like an invisible flame burning deep within her lower abdomen, gradually spreading throughout her body.

The feelings of that night would replay in her mind again and again.

The warm flow of true energy across my skin brought a tingling and trembling sensation that I can still vividly recall.

This caused her to develop a morbid attachment to Lin Xuan, a desire that eroded her like an addiction.

She would uncontrollably touch her own body with her hands.

"Junior brother... junior brother..." she unconsciously called out to the man in her charming and seductive voice.

With each call, the longing in her heart surged stronger, crashing against her reason like a tidal wave.

With her other hand, she would boldly reach into her already aroused lower body.

She wanted it, she desperately wanted it... she wanted those hands with magical power to soothe the burning heat within her!

"Ah...Junior brother...Quick...Come quickly...I...I can't take it anymore..." A moan filled with intense desire echoed ambiguously in the quiet night.

Her body reached its climax in the waves. The tide receded, leaving only a profound emptiness and boundless shame.

She, the dignified mistress of Mantuo Manor, actually did such a shameless thing like a lovesick young girl!

She hated her own useless body, so easily controlled by a man. She also resented Lin Xuan, for he had awakened her long-dormant desires, causing her endless torment every night.

It was just outside her bedroom, in a place she couldn't see.

Beneath the shadows of the camellia trees, a figure in green stood quietly.

A playful smile played on Lin Xuan's lips.

As Lin Xuan listened to Madam Wang's suppressed, seductive moans from inside the room, a playful smile appeared on his lips, and he had already sketched out her alluring appearance in his mind.

"Senior sister, let's see how long you can hold out," Lin Xuan thought to himself with a smirk.

He turned around, and his figure vanished silently into the night like a ghost.

He has to wait.

When Madam Wang completely broke down, she took the initiative to come to him.

That kind of conquest is much more satisfying.

After several nights of torment, which gradually escalated and gnawed at her soul day and night, Madam Wang finally broke down completely, realizing that she had to see Lin Xuan.

She invited Lin Xuan to the tea room again for tea and a late-night chat.

The tea room remained elegant, with dim candlelight and the aroma of tea and sandalwood filling the air. But tonight's atmosphere was completely different from usual.

Madam Wang no longer wore her usual clothes; her attire today was quite revealing and alluring.

She changed into an extremely form-fitting smoky purple satin dress. The fabric was so thin and soft, like a second skin, that it perfectly outlined her mature, full-figured, and curvaceous body.

Her neckline was extremely low, boldly revealing her beautifully shaped collarbone and a large expanse of dazzlingly white skin on her chest.

Beneath her snow-white skin, her full, firm breasts rose and fell slightly with her rapid breathing.

The taut silk satin rippled a deep, snowy cleavage between the two proud, soft mounds, as if it might overflow at any moment.

At first glance, it has not an ounce of excess fat, and every curve exudes a deadly allure that is tempting to commit crimes.

Her slender waist was loosely tied with a matching silk sash, seemingly casual, yet adding a touch of languor and nonchalance. The loose tying suggested that with a gentle pull, it would fully unfurl, revealing the boundless spring scenery beneath her skirt.

Her jet-black hair was no longer styled into a dignified and solemn woman's bun, but instead cascaded freely over her fragrant shoulders like a waterfall.

A few playful strands of hair fell across her chest, adding a touch of languid charm that perfectly complemented her current attire.

A stunningly beautiful face, without any makeup, appeared even more radiant and flawless under the candlelight.

But in those almond-shaped eyes that were usually aloof and proud, two flames of longing were quietly burning.

The two sat facing each other, the aroma of tea wafting in the air, the candlelight flickering. Besides the scents of tea and sandalwood, the air was thick with an unspoken tension between them, like a taut string about to snap, leaving them speechless for a moment.

This time, it was Madam Wang who lost her composure first.

She coughed lightly, trying to make her voice sound calm.

"Junior brother, there are many things to do in the manor today. The harvest from the medicinal herb field in the west seems to be worse than in previous years. I wonder what the reason is?"

As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously drifted toward Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan slowly sipped his tea, his posture relaxed and his gaze calm, as if he were contemplating the matter of the medicinal herb field.

He gently set the teacup down, making a barely audible sound.

"Oh? The harvest from the medicinal herb field is poor. Is there a problem with the soil?" He spoke gently, seemingly casually, but his eyes were sharp, as if he had already seen through all her secrets.

He looked up at Madam Wang, his gaze sharp, as if trying to uncover the deepest secrets of her heart.

When Madam Wang was swept by his deep gaze, she felt a tremor in her heart and a slight flush on her cheeks. That gaze made her feel like she had nowhere to hide.

"Well...it's hard to say." She stammered, her mind a complete mess, having no recollection of any medicinal field. Her thoughts were already in turmoil due to the intense heat coursing through her body.

"Perhaps it's... the weather," she replied dismissively, her thoughts drifting away, only to feel that restless heat within her beginning to stir again.

Subconsciously, she turned her gaze to Lin Xuan's handsome face again, glancing at his eyes that seemed to see right through people...

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, as if it were about to break free of its restraints and leap to him at any moment.

Lin Xuan chuckled softly.

"The weather? What you said makes some sense."

"However, Senior Sister seems a little absent-minded today. Could it be that there are other more important matters in the manor that are causing you such concern?" He looked intently at the panic in her eyes.

Lady Wang was so ashamed that he had seen through her secret thoughts that she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Her cheeks flushed bright red instantly, and her ears started to burn.

"No, no, that's not true!" she hurriedly denied, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her panic.

"It's just... it's late at night, and people tend to get sleepy." She forced herself to stay awake, trying to use her usual politeness to mask the turmoil in her heart.

She was restless, her slender fingers gripping the teacup tightly, almost crushing it.

Her body trembled slightly, her eyes flickered, and she dared not meet Lin Xuan's gaze.

Finally, seeing her absent-minded appearance, Lin Xuan knew that the time was right.

He slowly put down his teacup, making a soft sound that seemed particularly jarring in the silence.

He stood up, his tall figure casting a large silhouette in the flickering candlelight.

"It's late. Since there's nothing else, Junior Brother, I'll take my leave and go back to my room to rest." His voice was gentle and calm, yet it was like a knife, piercing Madam Wang's heart.

These words were like a lit match, instantly igniting the powder keg that had been building up to its limit in Madam Wang's heart.

"Wait!" Madam Wang blurted out, her voice sharp, carrying a hint of panic and pleading that she herself was unaware of.

She abruptly stood up from the soft couch, nearly knocking over the teacup in front of her in her haste.

The scalding tea splashed out, but it didn't attract her attention at all; her entire focus was on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan stopped and turned around. With a puzzled look on his face, he asked gently, "Is there anything else, Senior Sister?" His pure gaze made Madam Wang feel ashamed, as if her thoughts had been ruthlessly exposed.

At that moment, Madam Wang's cheeks flushed bright red, as red as if dripping blood, and felt burning hot.

She bit her lower lip hard, leaving deep marks on her soft lips, in order to suppress the trembling in her heart.

She used all her strength to make her voice sound less trembling and less pleading.

"Junior brother... last time, after you massaged me, my body... really felt much better." She tried to make her voice sound calm, as if she were just stating an ordinary matter.

"But... but these past few days, for some reason, I've been feeling... a little unwell again..." When she said "unwell," her voice was clearly weak and uncertain, her eyes began to flicker, and she dared not meet his gaze.

Her heart was pounding, and every word felt like dancing on a knife's edge.

"So...so I want to...I want to trouble you again, junior brother...to give me a massage..." These words were spoken with great difficulty, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, as if a shameful secret had been revealed.

After saying that, she was so ashamed that she could no longer lift her head.

She could only wait for his response, yet feared being seen through by him.

She knew her back pain was long gone. But she missed him terribly.

She longed for that domineering true energy, which penetrated deep into her bones and awakened her long-dormant desires, making her unable to resist.

Lin Xuan looked at her pitiful and charming appearance, and saw the undisguised desire and shyness in her almond-shaped eyes.

He slowly walked back to her, stopped in front of her, and looked into her eyes.

His gaze was fiery, meeting her eyes directly in desire, leaving her nowhere to hide.

“Since Senior Sister has something to do, Junior Brother is naturally willing to help.” His voice was deep and magnetic.

When Madam Wang heard Lin Xuan agree, her delicate body trembled. Her last line of defense completely collapsed, and she limply walked to the soft couch next to her and lay down face down.

This posture allowed Lin Xuan to clearly see her graceful figure. Madam Wang's high and rounded buttocks were slightly upturned, forming a captivating curve; her slender waist was faintly visible, arousing the imagination.

Lin Xuan walked slowly to the soft couch and sat down next to Madam Wang's head. The two were very close, and he could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.

He reached out and gently stroked her smooth, black hair, his fingertips feeling its breathtaking smoothness.

He gently brushed her hair aside, revealing the smooth, jade-like nape of her neck. Her skin shimmered alluringly in the candlelight, so delicate that it seemed a light touch would leave a mark.

"Senior sister, it's much worse than last time. Junior brother, you'd better step up your efforts, or it might be difficult to cure completely." Lin Xuan's voice was calm, with a hint of barely perceptible mockery.

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang trembled almost imperceptibly. Her face was buried deep in the brocade cushions of the soft couch, and she dared not look at him. She felt all the blood rush to her ears, leaving her feeling numb and tingling.

She could only manage a mumbled "hmm," her voice carrying a hint of indescribable shyness and anticipation.

Lin Xuan's right hand covered the back of her beautiful neck.

A gentle stream of true energy slowly seeped into Madam Wang's body. That true energy carried a strange penetrating power, reaching deep into her body.

Lin Xuan began to massage Madam Wang. This time, he was not as gentle as before; his movements were somewhat rough and domineering.

Sometimes he would gently knead and twist, like a feather brushing across her skin, causing a tingling sensation that made the hairs on her body stand on end; other times he would quickly tap, like a lightning strike, bringing an instant numbness that made her body tremble violently.

Wherever his fingertips touched, an indescribable tingling sensation spread, reaching right to the bone marrow.

His fingers slowly slid from the back of her soft neck to her shoulders and back, and then to her slender waist.

Through the thin, smoky purple satin, he could feel the warmth and smoothness of her skin in his palm.

He deliberately kneaded her soft and sensitive waist with greater force, his palms, enveloped in his inner energy, making her feel as if she had been acupunctured, her whole body going limp.

"Mmm..." Madam Wang let out a soft moan, the sound like shattered porcelain, sweet and cloying, echoing in the quiet tea room.

She felt a tingling sensation, even stronger than before, explode from deep within her lower abdomen, instantly sweeping through her entire body. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and fine beads of sweat began to seep from her forehead.

A smile appeared on Lin Xuan's lips.

"Senior sister, this soreness seems to have seeped into the bone marrow. It will take some skill from your junior brother to completely remove it." He explained, his movements becoming increasingly ruthless.

His hand slid from her waist to her hips, and then, through her smoky purple satin dress, he began to vigorously knead her plump, pert buttocks.

The movements were very rough, and with each kneading motion, Madam Wang's delicate body trembled violently, swaying like a flower swept by a raging wind.

He kneaded her buttocks until they changed shape, full and elastic, as if they might break free from under her thin shirt at any moment, extremely alluring.

"Ah...Junior brother...that...no...no..." Madam Wang blushed with embarrassment, her voice broken and incoherent.

Her tone carried a shy resistance, yet she couldn't hide the strange pleasure she felt from being intensely stimulated.

She knew that place shouldn't be touched, but the pleasure made it impossible for her to completely refuse; her physical desires overcame her rational shame.

Lin Xuan chuckled inwardly, but said seriously, "Senior Sister, don't overthink it. I'm just trying to improve your blood circulation. This vigorous massage will make it more effective."

Madam Wang felt half of her body go numb. Shame and physical pleasure intertwined, making her consciousness hazy and unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

After Lin Xuan gave him a considerate massage.

Finally, a warm torrent surged forth from the depths of that valley, completely soaking the soft couch and even wetting Lin Xuan's fingers. It was the desire that had been suppressed deep within her body for many years, which, at this moment, erupted completely, like a flood bursting its banks, surging and turbulent.

Lin Xuan looked at her charming appearance, and saw her limp and powerless on the soft couch, panting heavily, and knew that she had completely released.

He picked up her body, which had gone limp like a puddle of spring water, and placed her on the bed.

He didn't take it any further. He didn't want her body yet.

He wanted to make Lady Wang cry and beg him to take her!

Lin Xuan turned and left with unhurried steps. Only Madam Wang remained, her body limp on the bed, overwhelmed by shame and emptiness.