While Huo Ling'er and Xia'er were swept away in their shared passion, Chu Qingyi, who had been secretly watching from outside the door, let out an involuntary moan. Fearing she might be discovered, she hastily fled in a flustered state. After winding through the many corridors of the branch pavilion, she finally returned to her previous chamber.
"Whew," she sighed in relief, her beautiful eyes slowly opening.
Having just returned her consciousness to her physical body, she still felt somewhat unaccustomed. Her limbs stiff, she stood up to stretch and move around.
When she had first returned, the sky had already been dimming. Now it was completely dark, the night enveloping the earth. The branch pavilion was silent, the swaying grass on the ground shimmering with a faint green glow, a truly wondrous sight.
The young women who had been busy in the branch pavilion all day had also returned to their respective chambers to rest. Flickering candlelight began to appear, casting a warm, amber hue on the paper windows, occasionally reflecting the graceful silhouettes of the women pacing inside.
At this moment, Senior Huo Ling'er was likely still frolicking in the water with Xia'er in her arms…
Somehow, as Chu Qingyi stood by the window gazing into the distance, she felt a deep sense of loneliness. Recalling the earlier scene of intoxicating passion that had stirred her blood, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy.
Her lower body, still swollen from the earlier stimulation, had curly pubic hair soaked with arousal. Although her undergarments had dried somewhat from the cool breeze on her way back, a rich, fragrant scent still wafted from between her legs.
As if guided by some unseen force, she brought her jade-like hand to her labia, caressing them through the fabric of her clothes.
Two slender fingers parted her labia, teasing the delicate clitoris. Stimulated, it gradually swelled with blood, trembling under the touch of her fingertips.
"Ah…" A soft moan escaped her lips as waves of heat surged from her lower body, once again dampening her dried undergarments.
Mimicking how Huo Ling'er had teased Xia'er, she gently slid her fingertips along the inner folds of her labia, occasionally brushing against the tight entrance of her passage.
Her undergarments became crumpled under her touch, deeply pressed into her labia.
If self-stimulation could bring such intense pleasure, what would it be like if it were someone else…
A thought quietly surfaced in Chu Qingyi's mind. She sighed mournfully, then removed the undergarments beneath her skirt, allowing her fingers to make direct contact with her intimate folds.
She had never engaged in such self-pleasure before, but the impact of Senior Huo Ling'er's actions today had been profound. Desire flared within her once more, compelling her fingers to tease her private parts as if bewitched.
Now fully exposed to her touch, her warm, cool fingers met the scorching heat of her labia, sending tremors through Chu Qingyi's delicate body. Her eyes gradually grew misty, and her tender lips continued to release soft moans.
Her small hand continued to explore within her labia, the abundant arousal thoroughly wetting her fingers, producing soft, slick sounds as she moved.
"Mmm…"
Unable to help herself, she spread her legs wider, exposing her labia more fully.
In the flickering candlelight, a stunning woman sat with her lower body bare, only a thin layer of clothing covering her long, slender legs. Her jade-like hand, hidden beneath her skirt, passionately caressed her most intimate area.
Her hair was disheveled, her beautiful eyes hazy and seductive with every glance. Her delicate face flushed a deep crimson, like a bewitchingly blooming silk tree flower.
Her head was tilted far back, soft moans and urgent pants escaping her throat. Her fair, delicate neck flushed with a faint rosy hue—had anyone been present, the sight would surely have left them flushed and restless.
A steady stream of slick fluid flowed from her honeyed entrance, soaking the skirt beneath her completely.
Tentatively, she slid her fingers toward the tight, narrow passage. As soon as she inserted just half a knuckle, waves of pleasure washed over her. Her inner walls contracted rhythmically, gripping her fingers tightly as if a powerful suction threatened to draw them all the way in.
"Ah... mm!" Chu Qingyi arched her waist restlessly, lifting her head to watch her slender, pale fingers slide between her delicate pink lips. Overwhelmed by desire, her slender fingers delved deeper into her entrance. A scalding, slippery sensation spread from her fingertips, and warm fluid trickled down her jade-like fingers into her palm.
A rich, intoxicating fragrance filled the room, captivating the senses.
"Ah!"
Her fingers moved slightly within the tight passage, stimulating the sensitive walls and sending tremors of pleasure radiating from between her thighs. The sensation bloomed like fireworks, gradually spreading to every corner of her body.
Her entrance clung to her jade-like fingers like an infant's tender mouth, contracting rhythmically as if craving deeper penetration.
Unconsciously, her fingers delved further, driven by instinct as they explored the warm, velvety depths. Waves of intense pleasure surged through her, and she arched her hips restlessly. Her shapely legs braced her body, her delicate feet digging into the bedding to allow her fingers deeper, more thorough contact with her honeyed core.
"Mmm... hmm..."
At this moment, Chu Qingyi was utterly unlike her usual cold, saintly self. She radiated an intense aura of desire, like a mortal woman fallen from grace, her body twisting seductively as she yearned for a man's affection.
Had anyone witnessed this scene, they would have been stunned beyond belief—the lofty, revered Qingyi Immortal, overcome with passion, performing such an act of self-pleasure in the dimly lit room.
But Chu Qingyi, consumed by lust, cast aside all such concerns. Her fingers moved uncontrollably, slowly thrusting in and out of her entrance. Copious fluid flowed out, producing lewd, wet sounds with each movement.
If only her fingers could be replaced by a man's member...
The thought flashed through her mind, shocking her moments later. She shook her head vigorously, trying to banish the indecent idea.
Yet once formed, the thought stubbornly took root in her mind. No matter how hard she tried to drive it away, it refused to fade. In fact, the more she tried to forget it, the stronger the craving grew. Even her fingers inside her entrance now felt too slender, unable to soothe the restlessness within her.
Just then, she faintly heard someone calling her name from outside. Panicked, she quickly withdrew her fingers, straightened her clothes, and peered out the window by the candlelight.
The caller was none other than Li Xuan, who had accompanied her to the Xuanji Branch Pavilion.
At that moment, he was pacing anxiously downstairs, like an ant about to be boiled alive, wandering around in a flustered daze.
"Mother, are you there, Mother?" he called out repeatedly. Having finally learned of Chu Qingyi's whereabouts from the other women, he had rushed over joyfully, only to find what seemed like a transparent barrier outside the door. No matter what method he tried, he couldn't break through it.
Chu Qingyi watched as he repeatedly crashed into the barrier she had set up earlier, only to be flung back each time. He then slumped onto the grass, utterly bewildered, scratching his head with a look of helplessness on his face. All he could do was sigh and stare at the barrier.
Witnessing it all, Chu Qingyi couldn't help but laugh softly. The boy's current state was truly comical.
Her gaze inadvertently drifted toward his crotch, and the memory of that intimidating member flashed through her mind, causing her cheeks to flush slightly.
With a thought, she quietly dispelled the barrier.
In the past, she would never have allowed Li Xuan to enter, but today, for some inexplicable reason, everything she did felt as if she were under a spell—much like her earlier act of self-pleasure.
Unaware that the barrier had vanished, Li Xuan sat dejectedly on the ground. He hadn't seen Chu Qingyi for three days and missed her terribly, especially the member between his legs, which remained rigid almost constantly, yearning for her touch.
Every time he recalled the intimate scene with Chu Qingyi on that rainy night, his member would swell up abruptly, leaving him unbearably uncomfortable.
He had searched the entire branch pavilion but found no trace of her. In desperation, he asked the women living there and learned that Chu Qingyi was in seclusion for cultivation, likely for quite some time, and must not be disturbed, lest it affect her progress.
With no other choice, Li Xuan waited patiently, standing beneath her pavilion almost every night, only to return disappointed each time, as the building remained dark and silent.
Tonight, he had expected another fruitless visit, but to his surprise, a long-absent candlelight flickered in her room, casting a warm glow on the window paper. Overjoyed, he knew Chu Qingyi must have awakened and eagerly rushed upstairs to meet the beauty he had longed for. Yet, he never imagined he would be blocked by that thin barrier. The Fairy Qingyi he had dreamed of day and night was right before him, yet he couldn't reach her.
"Sigh, I'll try one more time. If it still doesn't work… I'll go back to sleep and try again tomorrow morning," Li Xuan consoled himself.
He stood up and charged fiercely toward the spot a few meters ahead.
But he hadn't expected the barrier to have already dissipated. With nothing to stop him, his body tumbled straight onto the ground.
"Ouch!"
He cried out in pain, collapsing onto the grass, his right arm making intimate contact with the ground. A sharp, numbing ache shot through him, contorting his face in agony.
"Huh? Did I… get through?" Li Xuan murmured, staring at the staircase now within reach. Ignoring the pain, he scrambled to his feet and bounded up to the second floor in excitement.
"Mother! Mother! Your son is here to see you!" he shouted as he ran.
Pushing the door open, he saw Chu Qingyi, whom he hadn't seen for days, still as captivating as ever, her every movement exuding allure.
Under the dim candlelight, Chu Qingyi lay gracefully on her side on the bed, her seductive curves fully revealed.
A faint fragrance drifted into Li Xuan's nostrils, vaguely familiar, though he couldn't quite recall where he had smelled it before.
"Mother, how are you? Have your injuries fully healed?" Li Xuan strode forward, his voice filled with earnest concern.
"It's nothing," Chu Qingyi replied softly, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she spoke.
The closer he got to her, the more intoxicating her fragrance became.
Li Xuan felt that Chu Qingyi seemed different tonight. Her delicate face was unusually flushed, and her body appeared softer than usual, exuding a faint, alluring charm.
"Mother, you... smell so good," he murmured, his gaze fixed intently on her face. Tonight, she no longer seemed as aloof as usual; instead, she carried a touch of feminine allure that stirred something restless within him.
Chu Qingyi, already overwhelmed by desire, felt Li Xuan's scorching gaze upon her. In her earlier panic, she had forgotten to put on her undergarments, leaving her lower body bare beneath the thin, gauzy dress. If one looked closely at the triangular area, a tantalizing sight would be revealed.
Every time she thought about appearing half-naked before a man, and with his gaze seeming to pierce through her, burning with desire, she found it even harder to control herself. Her moistened nether regions reacted once more, and a trickle of fluid slowly seeped out. She instinctively shifted her body, trying to ease the strange, damp sensation.
Li Xuan watched this scene unfold, feeling his blood boil and his restlessness grow. Her seductive figure, lying on her side, swayed gently, her full breasts pressing together, revealing glimpses of enticing, snowy-white skin.
As her dress slipped downward with her movements, it exposed a section of smooth, lotus-like calf and her fair, delicate feet. Her ten slender, graceful toes were like delicate spirits, exuding not a hint of odor but instead a faint, alluring fragrance.
He gazed greedily at the sight before him, unable to resist swallowing hard. The bulge in his trousers stood erect, forming a daunting tent beneath the fabric.
"Why have you come here today?" Chu Qingyi, noticing his gaze, flushed even deeper. She quickly withdrew her feet, hiding them beneath her dress.
"I just... came to see you, to check on you," Li Xuan said eagerly. "I heard you were going into seclusion for several days, and I didn't dare disturb you. So, every night, I stood outside the pavilion, hoping to see you. Finally, you've emerged, Mother. These past few days without seeing you have been unbearable."
"Hmm," Chu Qingyi replied softly. To avoid his intense gaze, she simply closed her beautiful eyes and rested for a moment.
"Qing... Mother, you look so beautiful tonight... it makes me ache..." Li Xuan stood frozen in place, staring dazedly at Chu Qingyi. Her flushed face, like a delicate flower bud, held a faint smile, and her eyes were filled with allure.
The explicit words slipped into Chu Qingyi's ears. On the surface, she remained calm and composed, her eyes still closed and silent, but inwardly, waves of emotion stirred. She couldn't help but imagine his hardened member standing tall, and the dampness between her legs grew more pronounced with her wandering thoughts.
Unaware of her inner turmoil, Li Xuan knelt by the bedside, intoxicated by the alluring fragrance. The closer he drew to Chu Qingyi, the more intense the scent became.
A familiar sensation washed over him. He closed his eyes and sniffed toward the source of the fragrance.
When he opened his eyes again, he found his face nearly pressed between her legs.
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck him—he finally remembered where he had smelled this scent before!
It was identical to the juices that flowed from Chu Qingyi's honeyed depths when she was overcome with passion and desire during their intimate moments!
But she wasn't aroused now—where was this fragrance coming from?
In disbelief, Li Xuan stared intently at the base of her legs and finally noticed a clue.
The thin, gauzy fabric was breathable, faintly revealing a damp patch in the crotch area. The rich fragrance emanated from there.
His eyes were practically glued to the space between her legs. Upon closer inspection, he realized she wasn't wearing any undergarments beneath—a few playful pubic hairs even peeked out from the triangular area!
Could it be...
Startled by his own thoughts, Li Xuan was stunned, his eyes wide with shock. His bulbous nose flared dramatically, and his mouth hung slightly open in surprise.
After a moment, he regained his composure, only to be swept up in wild delight.
It seemed Mother had finally come around.
As he thought this, an irresistibly tantalizing image surfaced in his mind: Chu Qingyi, naked, her eyes seductive, her tongue slightly protruding, two fingers inserted into her already drenched honeyed depths, juices flowing freely and staining everything around.
The intense stimulation from the image made the flesh between his legs grow even stiffer, trapped and restrained within his trousers, suppressing its primal nature.
"Qing... Mother, it's been three days since I last saw you. I've missed you terribly, and this rod has been suffering for so long. Every time I think of you, it just can't help itself. Now that I finally see you again, Mother... could I..." Li Xuan stammered, his hand already shamelessly reaching into his trousers.
Chu Qingyi remained silent, her beautiful eyes still closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Taking her silence as permission, Li Xuan eagerly pulled out his rigid member and began stroking it toward Chu Qingyi.
Swollen and unrelieved for days, his member looked fierce and menacing, like a dragon emerging from its lair—a stark contrast to his frail frame.
In the days without Chu Qingyi, his member had been stiff almost constantly, painfully swollen. No matter how he stroked it, nothing helped—it seemed his essence was inexhaustible, impossible to fully release.
Now, finally seeing the Qingyi Fairy he had longed for, his fiery gaze lingered unabashedly on her body, and the speed of his hand on his member grew faster and faster.
The thought that Chu Qingyi's lower half was completely bare beneath her skirt—that he could lift it and see her private parts in full view—filled Li Xuan with excitement. His member swelled even larger, its massive purplish head round like a duck egg. Thin strands of fluid seeped from the tip, coating his palm and producing lewd, wet sounds with each stroke.
His greedy gaze remained fixed on the faintly visible triangular area, wishing he had X-ray vision to see every detail of her hidden depths.
It was not hard to imagine that her private parts must be incredibly slick at this moment, with transparent, lewd fluids wantonly coating her pubic hair, labia, and the delicate folds. Her clitoris trembled enticingly, while her tight, pink, and tender honey pot, glistening with juices, contracted slightly in anticipation of the invasion of a manhood.
He frantically stroked his shaft, imagining it already buried deep within that intoxicating honey pot. The warm, slick sensation enveloped his manhood, while beneath him, Chu Qingyi gazed at him with seductive, half-lidded eyes, her fragrant tongue slightly protruding, moaning with a bone-deep sensuality as she panted heavily for his rod.
Though Chu Qingyi pretended to rest with her eyes closed, unable to see the rigid form of his manhood, Li Xuan's heavy panting and the lewd, wet sounds of him stroking his shaft provided intense stimulation. Just hearing these lustful noises allowed her to imagine Li Xuan's lecherous gaze fixed intently upon her, his manhood standing erect and pointing directly at her, as if desperate to plunge into her tender opening and release his pent-up desires.
Adding to this, a faint, distinct masculine scent lingered at the tip of her nose, further unsettling her mind. Her delicate face flushed like a blooming flower, and the provocative, thrilling scene she had secretly witnessed earlier that day—of Huo Ling'er and Xia'er engaged in intimate play—resurfaced in her mind. The erotic and stimulating memory stirred her desires once more, igniting an unnamed fire that quietly burned, scorching every part of her body.
Beneath her skirt, her honey pot, unhindered by undergarments, overflowed with lewd fluids, making the area between her thighs even slicker. Even the crevice of her buttocks was invaded by the sticky, viscous moisture.
She squirmed restlessly, shifting her delicate hips in an attempt to alleviate the strange sensations.
Unexpectedly, her skirt slipped down once more, revealing a pair of fair, delicate, and petite jade-like feet.
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