Leng Yue finally made up her mind.
For the sake of her family and Brother Lin’s Dao injury, she decided to sacrifice herself.
These were the things she cherished and could not bear to lose. For their sake, she couldn’t allow them to suffer because of her own unwillingness.
Sitting once again before Su Mo, Leng Yue tightly shut her eyes, her expression filled with sorrowful resignation, like a delicate flower bracing itself against the storm.
Su Mo’s eyes lit up with excitement. He burst into hearty laughter.
“Good! Since Leng Yue has agreed so readily, this Holy Son promises that I will never trouble you again in the future.
However, if you find yourself longing for the warmth and comfort of this Holy Son’s embrace and come to me willingly, then you can’t blame me for…”
Before he could finish, Leng Yue interrupted coldly, “That will never happen!”
Su Mo didn’t take offense. He chuckled softly.
Such a beautiful night, with such a stunning woman willing to submit—there was no need to dwell on these minor details.
“You had better remember the promises you’ve made!” Leng Yue reminded him in a low voice.
Su Mo smiled faintly. “When has this Holy Son ever gone back on his word?”
Leng Yue kept her eyes shut tightly. Although she couldn’t see Su Mo’s expression, she heard his faint laugh and resigned herself to her fate.
“Then get it over with,” she murmured.
Hearing her words, Su Mo teased, “I didn’t expect Leng Yue to be even more eager than this Holy Son. It’s a beautiful night, but using the ground as a bed and the sky as a blanket for a first time feels a bit… uncivilized, don’t you think?”
Leng Yue’s face flushed crimson, and she snapped, “Don’t talk nonsense!”
Her body was soft and warm, and a faint, sweet fragrance filled the air, intoxicating Su Mo.
There was no denying it—Leng Yue’s beauty was unparalleled, embodying the ideal of every man’s dreams.
Her icy demeanor and cold elegance only made holding her in his arms more gratifying, filling him with a sense of achievement and conquest.
Leaning close to her reddened ear, Su Mo whispered softly, “Don’t worry. Such a splendid night—this Holy Son wouldn’t dream of treating Leng Yue unfairly here.”
Leng Yue’s slender neck trembled slightly as Su Mo’s warm breath tickled her ear. Her body, now flushed pink, shivered delicately as she curled inward.
With a wave of his hand, Su Mo carried Leng Yue into the bedroom of Taixu Peak in an instant.
Throughout the journey, Leng Yue kept her eyes shut tightly. Her long eyelashes quivered slightly, adding an extra touch of allure to her already captivating appearance.
Su Mo gazed at her trembling form, feeling his heartbeat quicken.
Tilting her chin up gently, he caught a sweet fragrance that made his pulse race. Leng Yue’s delicate body stiffened, an electric sensation coursing through her.
She dared not move, her inexperience leaving her entirely passive.
Her face was as red as blooming hibiscus, her beauty breathtaking.
Time seemed to pause in that moment, her charm wholly enchanting.
…
A torrential downpour began outside, the rain pattering against the bamboo forest of Taixu Peak.
The sound of rain falling on leaves and trees filled the air, mingling with the occasional burst of wind.
As time passed, the rain slowed, leaving droplets that clung to pristine petals before rolling down into the celestial lake below, creating gentle ripples. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
Morning arrived quietly. The golden sunlight spread across the land, bringing with it the songs of birds and the faint rustle of insects.
Su Mo awoke, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
On the bed beside him, Leng Yue lay nestled under the covers, her sleeping face still glowing with a faint blush from the night before.
Last night, Su Mo had experienced the wonders of the Heavenly Charm Physique. The sensation was indescribably profound, as if the universe itself had resonated within him.
The harmony he felt was ineffable, beyond what words could convey.
Rising quietly, Su Mo dressed and moved to the table.
Pouring himself a cup of tea, he savored the warmth as he sipped, waiting for Leng Yue to awaken.
After some time, Leng Yue finally opened her eyes, waking from her feigned slumber.
In truth, she had been awake for a while but was too embarrassed to get up while Su Mo was still present. She had hoped he would leave, sparing her the awkwardness.
However, seeing that Su Mo showed no intention of departing, she had no choice but to rise.
Her cheeks reddened as memories of the night flashed through her mind.
She had prepared herself for a rough and domineering experience, but instead, Su Mo had been unexpectedly gentle.
At first, she had gritted her teeth, trying to distract herself and reminding herself not to succumb.
Yet, as the night progressed, she found herself gradually immersed, her thoughts narrowing to the present moment and the man before her.
The realization made her cheeks burn even brighter, and she silently scolded herself for her lack of resolve.
“This was a sacrifice for my family… for Brother Lin,” she reminded herself sternly. “It was not for my own pleasure.”
With a deep breath, Leng Yue composed herself. As she straightened her appearance, her eyes briefly flickered with a mix of determination and melancholy.