There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

As the green ribbon slowly slid down, the already partially open robe suddenly spread wide. It made one wonder what kind of seductive figure lay beneath this elegant nightgown. However, the demoness, with her hands covering the nightgown, didn't let it fall any further.

At this moment, Xuan Yin seemed like a fusion of a fairy and a seductress, simultaneously pure and irresistibly alluring. Her flushed cheeks held a mix of desire, joy, longing, and a hint of affection. Her slightly parted vermilion lips looked like tempting cherries, making one unable to resist the desire to taste.

Lu Xun silently watched her, his wife standing still at the doorway. Although they didn't exchange words, it felt like they had already said everything. An exhilarating atmosphere began to ferment, spreading through the entire room.

"My dear wife," Lu Xun broke the silence, grinning as he gazed at her at the doorway. He spoke softly, "Did you miss me?"

Xuan Yin pursed her lips and cast a coquettish glance at him. She responded playfully, "Dear husband, you know I think about you every moment. So, why would you ask? If I didn't miss you, would I have come to find you first?"

With those words, she stepped into the room with graceful steps, closed the door behind her, and slid the bolt into place. She stood directly behind the door, facing the man inside. His wicked smile seemed more and more deserving of a scolding.

At this moment, Lu Xun slowly opened his arms, looking at his wife, and said with a grin, "Wife, what are you waiting for? Your husband is ready to hold you."

"I don't want you to hold me!" Xuan Yin said, but she walked over directly and suddenly pounced into his embrace. She gently encircled his waist, and a strong intoxicating male scent enveloped her. Feeling his breath on her nose, her body gradually softened, and her gaze was filled with a misty desire.

"Why did you take so long? I've missed you so much these past few days that I thought I would die," Xuan Yin mumbled softly, "Dear husband, did you miss me?"

"Of course, I missed you. I think about you all the time, your beautiful face, your lips, and especially your…" Lu Xun licked his lips and whispered into her ear. In an instant, he felt the body in his arms stiffen.

"You…"

"Why are you so shameless?" Xuan Yin glared at him, her eyes filled with crystalline water droplets, blushing deeply.

Lu Xun smiled innocently, and with a meaningful look, he said, "Let's be honest."

"Hmph!"

"You rascal." Xuan Yin rolled her eyes, but suddenly, a cry of surprise escaped her lips. At this moment, Lu Xun had lifted her horizontally. After the brief surprise, she felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"The quilt was just sun-dried for you yesterday," Xuan Yin looked at him with a deep tenderness in her eyes, asking softly, "Is your wife virtuous?"

"With such a virtuous wife, what more could a husband ask for!" Lu Xun replied.

After that, he carried the demoness in his arms and headed towards the bedroom. Slowly, he placed her delicate figure on the bed.

In an instant, as fast as lightning, Lu Xun was left with nothing but his underwear, standing there with a carefree grin, looking at the demoness on the bed.

".."

"You shameless rascal." Xuan Yin turned her face away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Her eyes seemed unfocused as she stared at a certain spot. However, the corner of her eye kept stealing glances at him. Underneath his seemingly handsome face, she hadn't expected him to be so muscular and strong when he removed his clothes. He even exuded a sense of authority.

Lu Xun then lay down on the bed, and the little demoness promptly crawled over, trying to snuggle into his embrace. This aspect of the big demoness was quite similar to the little one, but compared to the little demoness's initiative, the big one was even more eager. However, it was understandable when one thought about it. After all, the big demoness had been lonely for over a thousand years, which was quite different from the little demoness's mere four hundred years.

"What did you and Master do?" The little demoness lay on top of him, her scorching cheeks pressed against his chest, and her slender, jade-like hands caressed his firm chest. She asked with a lingering tone.

"She won't let me tell you."

"In any case, we did something extraordinary." Lu Xun explored under her robe, gently stroking her smooth back, and said casually, "My wife, if you want to know, you can ask your Master. She should tell you. But you won't hear it from my mouth, I'm afraid of getting beaten up by your Master."

"Forget it."

"I'm not that interested." Xuan Yin wriggled in his embrace, lifting one of her long, shapely legs and resting it on his. She then gently rubbed against him, her voice filled with resentment as she asked, "Have you been fooling around outside?"

"My wife, that's a rather unrefined way to put it," Lu Xun rolled his eyes at the little demoness in his arms, gently taking hold of her hand. He asked seriously, "Do you want to know the answer?"

Xuan Yin pursed her lips and said angrily, "I'm afraid you just want to brag."

This was the tactic of provocation!

My wife has actually learned military strategy.

Lu Xun gently lifted her chin with his finger, looking at her cold and charming appearance filled with springtime. "My dear wife, you seem a bit arrogant. Have you forgotten the feeling of being beaten in the past?"

After being away for a few days, his abilities hadn't improved, but his temper had grown.

Xuan Yin raised her eyebrows slightly, her face showing a trace of disdain. Then she pinched his cheek without saying a word, seemingly annoyed. "You always say that, but every time, you end up begging me."

"This time, I've really changed."

Lu Xun replied seriously, "My dear wife, believe me one more time."

"Well…"

"Alright, I'll trust you one more time." Xuan Yin looked at him with a seductive expression. Then she slowly closed her eyes, waiting for her beloved husband's affection.

Faced with such an eager little demoness, Lu Xun would never refuse. He gently lowered his head, tenderly touching her chin, and began to move slowly along one side of her face. The delicate skin, combined with the rich and intoxicating fragrance, made it hard for him to control himself.

In the end, the little demoness hugged his head tightly, gradually losing herself in happiness.

"Sss…"

In the quiet room, a tearing sound rang out.

"Why are these underwear so tight?" The little demoness glared at her beloved husband, exasperated.

"It's designed this way. What can I do?" Lu Xun replied innocently, his face displaying his helplessness.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, the little demoness grabbed the bedding and lightly shook it to cover herself.

…

The night was deep, and Immortal Miao Feng lay on her bed, unable to sleep for a long time. She had the feeling that something was missing by her side, as if there was a strong and agile little thief missing.

Slowly opening her eyes, she stared fixedly at the canopy above her head. Her eyes were filled with loneliness, emptiness, melancholy, and a hint of longing. During the days in the capital, she had gotten used to sharing a bed with him. Now, sleeping alone felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"He must be busy, right? Xuan Yin won't let him off easily." Immortal Miao Feng mumbled to herself. At the same time, memories of various moments flashed through her mind.

The big demoness slowly sat up, her revealing attire clinging to her body. She got out of bed and put on a long robe. She walked to the door, gently pushed it open, and a gentle breeze swept in, rustling her jet-black hair. It also dissipated the restlessness in her heart.

Turning her head to look at the small room next door, she used her consciousness to check the situation inside. Suddenly, her cheeks on both sides burned hot.

"I wonder if she's tired."

"If she's exhausted…" Immortal Miao Feng hurriedly shook her head, feeling intense shame surging from her heart. She tried to calm down her overwhelming emotions and regain her composure.

Why am I acting so absurdly?

Immortal Miao Feng bit her lip, her face filled with confusion.

With a light leap, she arrived on the rooftop alone, sitting there on her own, with her elbows resting on her knees and her palms supporting her chin. She looked up at the brilliant night sky, and her thoughts gradually began to overflow.

From their first meeting, to the revelation that he desired her, and then falling into his tenderness step by step, eventually sharing the same bed with him—it all felt like it had happened just yesterday.

"When will I…"

"…be able to make him desire me like Xuan Yin?" Immortal Miao Feng felt a bit anxious. She was no longer content with the status quo. Although her little thief was trying hard, it seemed that he had reached his limit.

"Sigh…"

"Never mind, let's wait patiently."

"I can't just bury him with my own momentary pleasure." Immortal Miao Feng sighed deeply. For the first time, she felt dissatisfied with her cultivation realm. If she could lower it by two levels, maybe she wouldn't have such troubles.

Thinking about this, her face grew even redder.

She turned to look at the small room, lost in her thoughts.

Suddenly, the door to the room slowly opened.

"Bad husband…"

"Don't dawdle. I'm so embarrassed!" Xuan Yin was draped in a nightgown and was being carried horizontally by Lu Xun. Her arms clung tightly around his neck, and her blushing face rested on his shoulder as she scolded him. "Hurry up. Don't let Master and the little fox find out."

"Oh, come on."

"It's already midnight. They both have fallen asleep long ago." Lu Xun looked at the little demoness right in front of him, gently touching her cheek. He said with a teasing tone, "Don't worry. I'll leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xun raised his head to look at the night sky and noticed the big demoness on the rooftop, wearing an expression of resentment.

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