The following evening, the setting sun streamed through the window lattice, casting a warm orange glow that bathed the room in soft light.
Li Xuan slowly opened his eyes; his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his gaze still held the haze of newly awakened sleep.
Beside him, Chu Wanran slept soundly, his breath even, his warm breath brushing against the side of his neck, carrying a faint, fresh scent of plants. The two had slept in each other’s arms for an entire day.
During that time, Mudan had gently knocked on the door to bring them some warm, thin porridge.
Fearing he might disturb Chu Wanran’s sleep, Li Xuan carefully helped him sit up,
letting him lean against hfis shoulder. He scooped up the porridge with a small spoon, blew on it to cool it, and fed it to him bit by bit.
Chu Wanran seemed to still be in a daze after a nightmare, his gaze unfocused, swallowing only instinctively. After just a few mouthfuls, he turned his head away, his brow slightly furrowed, as if he had lost his appetite.
“If only we had an IV drip from the hospital right now to administer some glucose, we wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble,”
Li Xuan thought to himself.
He set down the bowl of porridge with a sigh of resignation and gently touched Chu Wanran’s forehead with his fingertips—
It felt slightly cool, no longer the scorching heat of before.
“The fever’s finally broken,” he exhaled, a weight lifting slightly from his heart.
His gaze swept over their sweat-soaked clothes; the residue of tears and the lingering chaos clung stickily to their skin, which must have been unbearably uncomfortable.
Li Xuan rose as quietly as possible, afraid of waking the person beside him, and turned toward the bathroom.
The warm water washed over his body, rinsing away the fatigue, sweat, and tear stains accumulated over the past few days, leaving his skin feeling refreshed once more.
After washing up, he brought in a basin of steaming warm water, wrung out a soft, warm towel, and walked slowly back to the bed.
He carefully helped Chu Wanran sit up, leaning him against the headboard and propping him up with a soft brocade pillow.
His fingertips traced the sash at Chu Wanran’s waist; with a gentle tug, the damp inner robe came loose.
Li Xuan held his breath as he slowly slipped the robe off his shoulders—
As the fabric slid down, a firm, well-proportioned torso was revealed before his eyes.
The honey-colored skin glowed with a healthy sheen, sweat trickling slowly down the contours of his muscles,
outlining the smooth line of his shoulders, his defined collarbones, and the heart-stopping eight-pack abs below, every inch of muscle taut, exuding a powerful beauty.
Li Xuan’s cheeks flushed crimson instantly, his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily, his heart pounding as if a fawn were racing through his chest. He chuckled to himself: “Wow! This is practically a fan service extravaganza…”
He composed himself, wrung the damp, warm towel until it was half-dry, and with slightly trembling fingertips, began wiping Chu Wanran’s face.
As the warm towel touched his slightly cool skin, Chu Wanran’s eyelashes fluttered ever so slightly, though he did not open his eyes.
Li Xuan’s movements were as gentle as if he were handling a fragile treasure, the warm towel sliding down his cheek, gliding over his smooth forehead, the tip of his nose, his chin, and down to his beautifully contoured collarbone.
He leaned in, his breath almost touching Chu Wanran’s skin, carefully wiping his rising and falling chest, his fingertips occasionally brushing against the sensitive skin, causing Chu Wanran’s breath to catch slightly.
Next came the armpits on both sides, then lower still.
Li Xuan applied a gentle tug, pulling Chu Wanran’s body close so that his entire chest pressed against his own.
Chu Wanran’s figure appeared slender, but in reality, his entire body was composed of dense muscle.
The weight of him resting against Li Xuan’s chest was substantial, making the task somewhat taxing; fine beads of sweat beaded on Li Xuan’s temples.
“But being able to ‘get a little close’ like this, openly and in the light of day, doesn’t seem so bad…” He thought to himself, a faint smile involuntarily curving his lips.
The warm towel glided across Chu Wanran’s broad back, from his shoulders to his waist. Occasionally, his fingertips brushed against the faint scars on his back—remnants of past battles—which softened Li Xuan’s heart, making his movements even gentler.
After finishing his back, Li Xuan carefully helped Chu Wanran sit against the wall, just as he was about to lean down to wipe the alluring contours of his abs, his gaze inadvertently swept over Chu Wanran’s crotch, and he froze instantly—
There, at some unknown moment, a small mound had quietly risen, stretching the loose fabric of his pants taut.
Li Xuan’s face flushed crimson in an instant; his heart skipped a beat, and even the tips of his ears grew scorching hot.
He jerked his head up to look at Chu Wanran, who remained expressionless, his eyelids tightly closed, long lashes casting faint shadows beneath them, appearing to be in a deep sleep.
“C-could this kid actually be awake?” His heart raced with anxiety, and he tentatively spoke, his voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz: “I-it should be fine if I don’t wipe down there, right?”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he tried to pull his hand back, only to have his wrist suddenly gripped by a warm, large hand.
Chu Wanran slowly opened his eyes, a trace of sleepiness lingering in his gaze, along with a barely perceptible smile.
Her voice was hoarse and languid:
“Xuan…?”
“Y-you’re awake?” Li Xuan’s face flushed even redder as he stammered an explanation,
“I saw you were soaking wet, so I was helping you dry off… Now that you’re awake, c-can you get out of bed and take a shower?”
Chu Wanran didn’t release his wrist; instead, he tightened his grip slightly, pulling him closer.
He looked up at Li Xuan, his eyes filled with a pitiful, dependent gaze, his voice soft as cotton:
“I have no strength left in my body. I can’t even stand steadily. Ah Xuan, will you help me?”
Li Xuan’s heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, “Is there anywhere else that hurts?”
Chu Wanran looked down at his sticky clothes, furrowing his brow slightly. He rolled up his pant leg, revealing skin stained with sweat:
“These damp clothes are clinging to me—it’s so uncomfortable… Could you help me change?”
“O-okay!” Li Xuan thought to himself:
“She’s begging me like this—who could resist…?”
Resigned, he lowered his head, his fingertips trembling slightly as he untied the drawstring at Chu Wanran’s waist and slowly pulled his pants down.
The sensation of the fabric brushing against his skin made them both hold their breath unconsciously.
Li Xuan picked up the wrung-out wet towel and began gently wiping the sweat from Chu Wanran’s calves, working his way up.
His movements were slow and clumsy, betraying an unmistakable shyness.
The warm sensation spread across his skin, causing Chu Wanran to let out a low, involuntary sigh:
“Ah… Xuan, that feels so good…”
Her voice was low and sensual, tinged with a lazy contentment, tickling Li Xuan’s heart like a feather.
Li Xuan’s face flushed so deeply it seemed it might bleed; his movements slowed a beat, and his heart pounded so hard it felt as though it would leap from his throat.
He dared not look up, focusing only on wiping Chu Wanran’s calves and the outer sides of his thighs. Once finished, he hurriedly tried to pull his hands away and stand up.
But the moment he moved, Chu Wanran reached out and pulled him close, clutching his waist tightly, pressing his entire body against his.
“Xuan, you haven’t wiped this spot yet…”
Chu Wanran’s voice carried a thick nasal tone, his warm breath brushing against Li Xuan’s ear,
sending a fine layer of goosebumps across his entire body.
As she spoke, she took Li Xuan’s hand and slowly guided it toward the center of his lower abdomen.
The moment Li Xuan’s fingertips touched that scorching skin, he instinctively tried to pull back as if burned, but Chu Wanran held him firmly in place.
His fingertips inadvertently brushed against the already erect, burning member. Chu Wanran’s body trembled slightly, and she said in a low, hoarse voice:
“I—I’m wet here too…”
He guided Li Xuan’s finger to gently touch the tip of that sensitive shaft, where a warm, transparent stream had already begun to seep out, carrying a faint, crisp scent—it was the love juice mingled with desire.
Chu Wanran brought his lips close to Li Xuan’s ear, his tongue lightly licking his earlobe, his voice so sensual it could stop a heart:
“Xuan, will you help me?”
That warm breath and those tantalizing words struck Li Xuan’s heart like an electric current, sending a tingling sensation through his entire body, making his bones feel as though they were about to melt.
He had long harbored feelings for Chu Wanran, and now, faced with such temptation, even a monk of the highest virtue would likely find it hard to control himself.
Li Xuan’s face flushed as red as an apple. He dared not look at her, merely nodding frantically.
Seeing him so shy and flustered, the amusement in Chu Wanran’s eyes deepened, and he couldn’t help but chuckle softly:
“It seems our Li Xuan doesn’t have much experience?”
“I—I do!” Li Xuan hurriedly opened his eyes to protest, though his cheeks flushed even brighter.
“I know everything I’m supposed to know!”
Chu Wanran raised an eyebrow, his gaze tinged with a touch of teasing and curiosity: “Oh? Who taught you?”
“F-from Miss Shi!” Li Xuan blurted out, immediately wishing he could bite his tongue off the moment the words left his mouth.
Chu Wanran’s expression darkened instantly, tinged with a hint of barely perceptible jealousy:
“Miss Shi? Who is she? How… far have you two gone?”
“Miss Shi is, she’s just…” Li Xuan was so flustered he broke out in a cold sweat,
“Miss Shi is… well, whenever I have needs, she helps guide me and relieve my pent-up emotions.”
Chu Wanran grew even more displeased upon hearing this:
“I don’t recall there being a young lady surnamed Shi in the Fuluo Camp. Where do you say she is?”
Li Xuan raised both hands in front of Chu Wanran, his face flushed as he explained:
“Isn’t she helping you right now…? It’s this ‘Tenth Miss’ right here!”
Chu Wanran was taken aback at first, but then it dawned on her, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter. The vibrations from his chest were transmitted through their pressed-together skin to Li Xuan, carrying a warm sensation.
“Hahahaha!” He laughed with a twinkle in his eyes,
“Why ‘Miss’? Why not ‘Master’?”
“If they were ten young masters, then—then that would mean women’s hands… This way makes more sense!”
Li Xuan hurriedly explained, his cheeks as red as ripe apples, looking utterly adorable.
Watching him look both embarrassed and earnest, Chu Wanran’s jealousy vanished instantly, leaving only an abundance of tenderness.
He said no more, suddenly pinning Li Xuan down on the bed and leaning in to kiss him.
The moment their lips touched, carrying the warmth of each other’s breath,
Chu Wanran’s kiss was no longer the soothing tenderness of before, but was filled with long-suppressed desire and possessiveness.
He pried open Li Xuan’s teeth, his tongue probing inside, entwining and grinding against Li Xuan’s, greedily sucking in the crisp air from his mouth.
One hand slid slowly down Li Xuan’s shirt, unbuttoning his clothes one by one, revealing his fair, delicate chest.
Chu Wanran’s kisses trailed downward, sliding from Li Xuan’s lips to his neck, leaving one pale red kiss mark after another, before moving to his chest.
He teased the two crimson moles on Li Xuan’s chest with the tip of his tongue, sometimes licking them lightly, sometimes nibbling gently.
Li Xuan’s body trembled involuntarily, and a series of soft moans escaped his throat:
“Ah… ah… it tickles…”
His fingertips dug deeply into Chu Wanran’s hair as he watched him leave his personal mark on his body.
His heart was both nervous and full of anticipation, and he thought to himself:
“Is what’s meant to happen finally going to happen? Am I… am I about to lose my virginity?”
But looking into Chu Wanran’s focused and gentle eyes, he felt reassured:
“If it’s A-ran, then I can… He’ll definitely be gentle.”
Chu Wanran’s hand continued to slide downward, gently undoing Li Xuan’s belt and slowly pulling his pants down.
What met his eyes was a burning member already erect with desire, its tip oozing transparent pre-cum, carrying the faint, refreshing scent of the Pure Heart Qi.
Chu Wanran’s gaze grew even more intense. He leaned in, his nose almost touching that sensitive spot, and his warm breath sent a shiver through Li Xuan’s entire body.
Then, he extended the tip of his tongue, gently licking the tip that trembled slightly with excitement, savoring every drop of the oozing essence.
“So sweet… Xuan,” he murmured in a low, hoarse voice, his tone brimming with satisfaction and infatuation.
The crystalline love fluid was infused with the pure essence of the Heart-Purifying Qi; upon tasting it, there was a hint of crisp sweetness, which made Chu Wanran unable to get enough of it.
He licked slowly from bottom to top with the tip of his tongue, occasionally tracing gentle circles around the tip or gently taking it between his lips to suck on it tenderly.
Li Xuan was a virgin to begin with—how could he possibly withstand such extreme teasing?
Every one of Chu Wanran’s movements struck his sensitive spots like an electric current, sending shivers through his entire body as waves of pleasure surged over him, nearly drowning him.
“Ah! I can’t hold it anymore! I’m… I’m going to come!” He clutched the brocade quilt beneath him tightly, his body trembling violently and the moment the words left his mouth, he released himself uncontrollably.
Turbid white semen spattered across Chu Wanran’s chest, and as Li Xuan lost control strands of golden Jingxin Qi began to spill forth, enveloping Chu Wanran like a warm halo.
Chu Wanran felt a tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout his body. The Purifying Qi seeped into his body through his skin, merging with his meridians and bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort. His gaze grew increasingly intense, and his desire grew ever stronger.
After the tide of passion receded, Li Xuan collapsed limply onto the bed, his cheeks flushed crimson, breathing heavily.
Meanwhile, Chu Wanran, fueled by this intense pleasure and nourished by the Purifying Qi, grew increasingly impatient.
Unable to hold back any longer, he reached down to grasp his own burning member, already swollen and aching pressing the tip against Li Xuan’s tight, untouched opening, ready to thrust inside in one go.
“No!”
Li Xuan suddenly snapped back to his senses, hurriedly pushing him away, his face filled with panic,
“Loosen it up first! I’m afraid of pain!”
He silently grumbled to himself:
“Damn it! I thought he knew what he was doing! Turns out he doesn’t even know about dilation? Is he trying to kill me?”
Chu Wanran paused, a flash of frustration crossing his eyes.
Although he had never been physically intimate with a man, as the owner of a brothel, he had heard and seen enough about male-male affairs to know that for smooth penetration, lubrication and dilation were necessary.
He glanced around, his gaze settling on the drawer by the bed—
The rooms at Meifang Lou always kept scented oil on hand for guests.
He leaned forward and pulled open the drawer, and sure enough, he felt a small porcelain bottle filled with fragrant oil.
“I’m sorry, Xuan,” Chu Wanran’s voice carried a hint of apology, along with a touch of unmasked nervousness.
“After all… this is my first time making love with a man.”
“Y-you’re a virgin too?” Li Xuan’s eyes widened in astonishment, then his cheeks flushed as he said shyly:
“W-well, then let Miss Shi teach you!”
He inwardly wailed:
“Damn it! A virgin teaching another virgin how to have sex? This plot is way too outlandish!”
With that, Li Xuan took the porcelain bottle, poured the fragrant oil into Chu Wanran’s palm, and motioned for him to coat his fingers with it.
Next, he poured some onto his own lower body, feeling the slightly cool, slippery sensation, his cheeks flushing so red they seemed ready to bleed.
He took Chu Wanran’s hand, with a touch of shyness and trepidation, and guided his fingers toward his own bashful yet sensual entrance, his voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz:
“First, use just one finger to go in slowly. Once I’m used to it, then add another, until there are three… that should be enough.”
He stole a glance at Chu Wanran’s staggering size, his heart pounding uncontrollably:
“My God! Are he and Commander Zhao perverts? What an extraordinary size! That’s at least four fingers…”
Chu Wanran watched his look of both nervousness and anticipation, and the desire in his heart subsided slightly, replaced by nothing but tenderness and patience.
Guided by Li Xuan, he pressed a finger coated in lubricant gently against the tight opening, applying light pressure as he slowly pushed it in.
“Mmm…” The discomfort of the intrusion made Li Xuan let out a muffled groan; his body tensed instinctively, and he hurriedly wrapped his arms around Chu Wanran’s neck, burying his face in the crook of his shoulder in search of comfort.
“Don’t be afraid, Xuan. I’ll be very gentle.” Chu Wanran leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to his forehead, his tongue gently licking the lips that had tightened with nervousness, while his finger remained still inside him, waiting for him to adjust.
Only when Li Xuan’s body gradually relaxed and his breathing steadied did he begin to move slowly, thrusting and rotating with gentle, deliberate motions.
“Are you okay?”
Li Xuan kept his eyes tightly shut, feeling the movements of the fingers inside him. The discomfort gradually faded, replaced by a strange, faint sensation of pleasure.
He let out a soft “Mm,” his voice carrying a hint of tremor, thinking to himself:
“Oh my god! Manga is all lies! It’s supposed to feel so good, so why do I only feel pain and a sense of something foreign? This feeling is so complicated, constantly swinging between pain and pleasure…”
Chu Wanran patiently soothed him, kissing his neck and chest, while his other hand gently caressed his body to distract him.
Only after Li Xuan had fully adjusted did he slowly insert a second finger, still moving slowly, thrusting and stretching, feeling the tight embrace and warm sensation inside him.
Li Xuan’s body gradually relaxed, and as Chu Wanran’s fingers moved, the pleasure grew more intense, and soft, delicate moans escaped his throat.
“Ah… ah… mmm…”
After about half an hour, Chu Wanran had four fingers inside him, his movements growing increasingly skilled—sometimes thrusting deep, sometimes rotating and pressing—precisely stimulating Li Xuan’s sensitive spots.
Li Xuan trembled all over as waves of pleasure washed over him, gradually immersing him in the sensation until he no longer resisted.
“Xuan, may I enter you now?” ” Chu Wanran’s voice was thick with restraint, his gaze burning with desire and longing as he fixed it on Li Xuan.
Li Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a glisten of moisture in his gaze, his cheeks flushed. He lifted his head and gently pressed his lips against Chu Wanran’s, his voice carrying a hint of hoarseness and surrender:
“Mm… yes.”
Chu Wanran’s heart leapt with joy as he slowly withdrew his finger.
Without the support of his finger, Li Xuan’s inner walls contracted slightly, tight and warm.
He gripped his burning member, coated it with fragrant oil for lubrication, and pressed the tip against that wet, slippery entrance once more.
Taking a deep breath, he pushed slowly, entering inch by inch.
“Ah… so tight…” Chu Wanran gasped, feeling the extreme tightness and warmth; the inner walls were so tight they nearly made him lose control instantly.
Li Xuan bit his lip tightly, enduring the initial sensation of swelling and pain, his hands clenching the brocade quilt beneath him so hard his knuckles turned white.
“Xuan, relax a little. You’re so tight…” Chu Wanran’s voice carried a hint of breathlessness.
He could sense Li Xuan’s tension, so he leaned down to hold him tightly, pressing his lips against Li Xuan’s, his tongue probing inside, entwining and grinding against Li Xuan’s, trying to soothe his emotions with the kiss.
Li Xuan gradually relaxed under his kiss, his body no longer tense.
Taking advantage of the moment, Chu Wanran thrust forward sharply, driving that heart-pounding heat deep into Li Xuan’s body.
“Ah! Mm… No!”
The sudden sensation of fullness and the sharp pain made Li Xuan cry out involuntarily, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
But the stinging sensation lasted only a moment.
What followed was an indescribable, intense wave of pleasure, as if a switch inside his body had been flipped on instantly.
Chu Wanran paused for a moment. Once Li Xuan had adjusted, he began to move in and out slowly, his hips moving gently and rhythmically, each thrust precisely stimulating Li Xuan’s sensitive spots.
“Xuan… it feels so good… ah…” Chu Wanran’s voice was thick with satisfaction and delight.
He had never imagined that the union between two men could bring such intense pleasure.
Li Xuan’s body was firm and warm, enveloping his own heat.
With every thrust, he could feel the delicate friction, combined with the nourishment of the Purifying Qi, sending shivers through his entire body, leaving him unable to stop.
He looked down at Li Xuan beneath him, seeing his cheeks flushed crimson, his eyes misty with desire, his lips slightly parted, letting out one seductive moan after another, his appearance both sexy and captivating.
An elegant chuckle escaped Chu Wanran’s throat as the rhythm of his hips gradually quickened, his thrusts growing ever more steady and forceful.
“A-ran… ah… slower… it’s too… too fast…” Li Xuan’s body rose and fell violently with his movements, waves of pleasure crashing over him like a tidal surge, nearly driving him mad.
Chu Wanran’s breathing grew increasingly ragged. He extended his slender fingers and clamped them tightly around Li Xuan’s waist, his fingertips digging deeply into the fair, supple skin, leaving faint red marks.
“Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!”
The sounds of pleasure echoed through the room.
“Xuan… help me… help me purify…” His voice carried a hint of pleading.
The highly concentrated Purifying Qi could bring Asuras immense pleasure—even addiction—
and at this moment, he desperately wanted to feel the ecstasy of complete union with Li Xuan.
Li Xuan, of course, understood perfectly. Seeing the longing and dependence in Chu Wanran’s eyes, he hesitated no longer, concentrating his mind and energy, releasing the high-concentration Purifying Qi within him without reservation.
The golden Purifying Qi enveloped the two like a warm halo, seeping into Chu Wanran’s body through the touch of their skin.
As Chu Wanran inhaled this highly concentrated Pure Heart Qi, a shudder ran through his entire body, and his pleasure surged instantly, as if he had ingested a potent aphrodisiac, causing him to completely lose his senses.
The thrusts from his lower body grew increasingly fierce; with every penetration, he gave it his all, driving deep into Li Xuan’s innermost depths, driving Li Xuan to climax again and again, his whole body tingling so intensely he felt as if he were about to melt.
“I want more… Xuan, I want more…” Chu Wanran’s voice carried a hint of hoarse obsession, his desire for the silver-haired youth before him had reached a frenzied intensity.
He suddenly lifted Li Xuan, seating him on top of himself, their chests pressed tightly together, skin against skin, feeling each other’s heartbeats and body heat.
Chu Wanran lifted his head and kissed Li Xuan’s neck, sometimes licking gently, sometimes biting lightly, leaving marks of varying depths to claim him as his own.
His hands gripped Li Xuan’s buttocks tightly, kneading them forcefully, while his hips moved rapidly up and down, driving his burning heat deeper and more thoroughly inside.
“Too deep! A-Ran… too, too deep…” Li Xuan’s body swayed up and down with his movements, the intense pleasure making him tremble all over, his voice even taking on a whimpering tone.
Chu Wanran gently bit his Adam’s apple, his voice carrying a hint of teasing and tenderness:
“Hmm… too deep? Does it hurt?”
“N-no…” Li Xuan’s cheeks were so red they seemed ready to bleed, his voice tinged with shyness,
“I—I’m about to come…”
Hearing this, Chu Wanran grew even more excited, the rhythm of his hips quickening,
He reached out, pinching the sensitive spot on Li Xuan’s chest and gently kneading it, while his other hand gripped Li Xuan’s burning member, sliding up and down rapidly.
“How about this? Does that feel better?”
“Ah… it… it feels so good…”
Under the dual stimulation from front and back, Li Xuan’s pleasure reached its peak.
He could no longer hold back and came once more,leaning limply against Chu Wanran’s shoulder, gasping for breath.
“Xuan… your body is so sensitive,” Chu Wanran murmured with a smile, kissing his sweat-dampened hair, his voice tinged with satisfaction.
“Stop, stop… I—I’ve already come…” Li Xuan was completely drained, speaking weakly.
But Chu Wanran was clearly not yet satisfied; his desire remained intense, his hot, hard member still throbbing inside Li Xuan.
“Xuan, I haven’t come yet…” His voice carried a hint of pleading, yet also a touch of domineering insistence that brooked no refusal.
He gently lowered Li Xuan, positioning him on his knees at the edge of the bed. Gripping his hips tightly with both hands, he leaned forward slightly, slowly entering that tight, warm interior from behind once more.
This time, he had none of his earlier patience, his movements growing increasingly fierce and urgent. Each thrust carried an irresistible force, plunging deep into Li Xuan’s innermost depths and producing a crisp, wet sound.
“Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!” “Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!” “Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!”
“Xuan… it feels so good…”
Li Xuan’s body shook violently with his movements, and the soft moans escaping his throat grew increasingly seductive.
“Ah… mmm! Ah-ha… Ah… no… ah”
The Purity Qi also flowed out continuously with his arousal, nourishing Chu Wanran’s body and driving him even wilder.
“Xuan… can I come inside you?” Chu Wanran’s voice was thick with repressed desire, he wanted to leave every part of himself completely inside Li Xuan, to merge with him forever.
Li Xuan’s cheeks flushed, his eyes glazed over. He nodded slightly, his voice tinged with a hint of shyness and indulgence:
“Mm… C-come inside… Ah… Ah…”
With permission granted, Chu Wanran held nothing back, his movements growing increasingly fierce, each thrust carrying a nearly destructive force, as if intent on completely crushing them both into a single entity.
“Ah! I’m coming…”
Finally, he thrust his burning body deep into Li Xuan’s innermost depths, holding still as he released wave after wave of scalding heat into Li Xuan’s body—carrying with it all his desire, love, and possessiveness.
“Hah… Mmm…”
Li Xuan’s whole body trembled. Under the intense pleasure and the warm surge, he climaxed once more, his entire body tingling so intensely he nearly lost consciousness.
The room was filled with a thick atmosphere of passion, mingled with the delicate scent of fragrant oil and the mellow essence of the Purifying Qi.
“Huff…”
Chu Wanran let out a long, satisfied sigh, slowly closing his eyes to savor the warmth within him, the tight embrace of Li Xuan’s body, and the comforting sensation brought by the Purifying Qi.
He extended his slender fingers, gently combing through Li Xuan’s sweat-dampened hair, his fingertips carrying an undeniable tenderness and affection.
He pulled Li Xuan tightly into his embrace, letting him rest against his chest, feeling their scorching breaths intertwine, their heartbeats echoing one another.
Chu Wanran’s eyes sparkled with intense satisfaction and deep affection, a gentle smile of triumph playing at the corners of his mouth.
Li Xuan slumped limply against his chest, his cheeks still flushed, his breathing gradually settling.
Feeling the lingering warmth within him, the comfort of Chu Wanran’s embrace, and the gentle touch of his fingertips, his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of peace and reliance.