Su Qin had always known how to live in the outer sect.
With her appearance and figure, it was never hard to attract attention.
Most male disciples would either stare openly or sneak glances when they thought she wasn’t looking.
She was used to it.
Together with Han Jin, she stood near the top of the outer sect’s social circle.
They bullied the weak, took resources from those who couldn’t fight back, and lived quite comfortably compared to ordinary outer disciples.
In her eyes, people like Li Jian were nothing more than convenient cash cows.
Weak, no background and easy to squeeze.
That should have been the end of it.
...But ever since they left the sect on this mission, something had gone wrong.
The first night in the forest was when it started.
She still remembered sitting by the campfire, mocking him as usual, when a strange thought suddenly settled into her mind.
It felt natural.
Reasonable, even.
As if helping him relieve himself during the journey was simply something she ought to do.
When he told her to come over, she had frowned.
She had felt reluctant.
And yet she still stood up, walked around the fire, and knelt between his legs.
The moment she took that thick cock into her mouth, disgust rose in her chest.
The smell, the heat, the way it filled her mouth... all of it should have made her bite down or shove him away.
Instead, her head moved on its own.
Her tongue shifted.
Her lips sealed around him as she began to suck.
...It felt wrong.
But it also felt like there was nothing wrong with it at all.
That contradiction sat heavily in her heart the entire journey.
During the day, Han Jin cleared the path and dealt with wild beasts.
She walked behind him as usual, occasionally exchanging a few cold words.
From the outside, nothing looked strange.
They were simply two stronger outer disciples escorting a weaker one on a mission.
...But every time they stopped to rest, that same request would rise again.
Li Jian would call her over in that calm voice.
And she would go.
Sometimes under the shade of a tree.
Sometimes beside a stream.
Sometimes just off the path where the grass was slightly taller.
She would kneel, untie his sash, and take him into her mouth again.
The reluctance never disappeared.
Every time she saw that thing, her brows would furrow and a flash of disgust would cross her face.
But her body still moved forward.
...She would tuck her hair behind her ear, lean down, and begin servicing him.
What made it worse was his hand.
He never stayed still.
While her mouth was busy, his hand would slip into her robes and openly grab her breast.
Those soft, heavy mounds that many male disciples only dared to fantasize about were squeezed and molded in his palm without any shame.
His fingers would sink deep into the pale flesh, pinching and rubbing as he pleased.
Her body would tremble from the stimulation even as her heart filled with irritation.
’Why does this feel so natural...?’
She asked herself that question many times over the two days.
She never found an answer.
Han Jin’s reaction only made everything more confusing.
The first time, she had expected him to explode.
Instead, he only looked stiff and uncomfortable before turning away, as if watching his Dao Companion kneel and service another man was somehow acceptable.
After that, he simply stopped commenting on it altogether.
By the second day, Su Qin had already lost count of how many times she had knelt for Li Jian.
The taste had become familiar.
The weight of him on her tongue had become familiar.
Even the feeling of his hand roughly groping her bare breast inside her robes had become familiar.
She still hated it.
But the hatred could no longer stop her actions.
Whenever he called, she would go.
Whenever he pressed her head down, she would take it deeper.
Whenever he finished in her mouth, she would cough, spit out the thick white liquid, and wipe her lips with the back of her hand... only for the whole cycle to repeat at the next break.
...Right now was no different.
They had stopped briefly under a thick tree as Han Jin checked the path ahead.
Su Qin was currently sitting beside Li Jian rather than kneeling in front of him this time.
Her body was turned slightly toward him, head lowered into his lap, soft lips wrapped around his cock as she moved up and down with a reluctant rhythm.
Her robes had been pulled open at the front.
Both of her full, pale breasts were completely exposed to the forest air.
Li Jian’s hand was currently on one of them, squeezing and fondling the heavy soft flesh without any restraint.
His fingers sank deep into the pale mound, molding it like a toy, pinching the stiffened peak whenever he felt like it.
The other large breast swayed slightly with every movement of her head.
Glup...
Glup...
Gulp...
"Ohh... Senior Sister Su’s mouth is getting better and better..."
At those words, Su Qin’s brows remained faintly furrowed as she continued sucking him.
The familiar thick length filled her mouth, pressing against her tongue with every bob of her head.
She could feel the soft breast in his hand being squeezed into different shapes, the shameful stimulation mixing with the constant reluctance in her chest.
’Why does this keep feeling so natural...?’
Before she could dwell on it further, Li Jian’s hand suddenly tightened on her breast and his breathing grew heavier.
A moment later, he pressed her head down until her lips touched his groin and released.
SPURT!
SPURT!
SPURT!
Hot, thick liquid flooded her mouth in several strong spurts.
"Mhmm...! Mhmm...!"
Su Qin’s eyes widened as the familiar bitter heat poured in.
She could only stay there and take it, her throat moving as she swallowed under that same unreasonable feeling that had controlled her for the past two days.
"Ohh~."
When he finally loosened his grip, she pulled back at once.
"Pfft!!"
She turned her head and spat the remaining thick white liquid onto the grass, then coughed a few times before wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
Her exposed breasts still carried the red traces of his fingers.
After a short pause, she pulled her robes back together and covered herself again, her expression cold and unwilling.
The disgusting bitter taste still lingered on her tongue.
Su Qin lowered her eyes and quietly fixed her clothes, already waiting for the next time he would call her over again.