[Now that things had come to this, saying anything more was meaningless. Jiang Moqing would not stop, and Lin Que would not let her succeed.]
[“Jiang Moqing… I already have a dao companion now. I cannot betray her.” Lin Que stared at Jiang Moqing. “Stop. If you stop now, I can pretend this never happened.”]
[“Hehehe… Junior Brother, do you really think I’m someone so easy to deal with?” Jiang Moqing refused to yield an inch, even pushing further. She straightened her body slightly, and that soft warmth had already pressed against Lin Que.]
[“Jiang Moqing!” Feeling the abnormal sensation, Lin Que’s eyes widened. “If you continue like this, I will definitely not spare you!”]
[“Not spare me?” Jiang Moqing tilted her crooked head to the other side, her smile growing even more infatuated. “Perfect. I’d quite like to see how you won’t ‘spare me’ later… on the bed, Junior Brother~”]
[“Please have some self-respect!” Lin Que struggled, yet he still had no strength to resist. Instead, his straightened waist lifted upward slightly, making Jiang Moqing even more excited.]
[“Sure enough, after so many years, Junior Brother has grown quite a bit… I really wonder if I’ll be able to handle it.” Jiang Moqing swallowed, yet viscous fluid still flowed out uncontrollably, then… dripped onto Lin Que, soaking into his clothes.]
[His breathing grew more and more rapid, and Lin Que’s vision became increasingly blurred. The blood of a flood dragon naturally carried aphrodisiac poison. Not only had Jiang Moqing failed to refine away the toxin, she had even added several supplementary herbs to intensify its lustful effect.]
[Everything was beyond reversal. Lin Que was powerless, while Jiang Moqing acted with unrestrained abandon. His clothes were torn apart, and Lin Que’s well-built body was exposed to the air, making Jiang Moqing even more excited.]
[She did not even wait to take off the rest of her own clothes. She merely hurriedly removed her soaked undergarment before sitting down directly. Then she suddenly threw her head back, her face filled with intoxication. Her pale eyes nearly rolled up toward the ceiling, and even her consciousness briefly faded. In contrast to that was an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.]
[After so many years, she had finally… obtained him once again.]
Reading the lines of text one after another before her eyes, Qin Wanyuan bit her lip with all her strength. Her entire lower lip was stained red with blood before it fell into the bath pool, splashing into tiny crimson droplets.
“Lin Lang… I’m sorry.” Qin Wanyuan felt her whole body trembling. Her throat was dry and tight, and an unprecedented sense of suffocation wrapped around her, yet she still continued reading.
No matter what, since she had chosen this path, then no matter what happened, she had to face it together with Lin Que. She absolutely could not run away!
[“Wanyuan… I’m sorry.” In Lin Que’s hazy eyes, it seemed as though Jiang Moqing’s crazed, trembling figure was reflected within them. Yet in his heart, he was always thinking of the woman waiting for him at home.]
[After this incident, how could he possibly have the face to stand before her again?]
Seeing this sentence, the calm Qin Wanyuan had been struggling to maintain suddenly shattered. She collapsed into the bath pool, blood, water, and tears all mixing together as they swallowed her whole.
She suddenly choked on several mouthfuls of water, yet she had no intention of getting up. She remained submerged at the bottom of the pool, while the system interface was unaffected, continuing to broadcast line after line of text.
[Even after several years, the compatibility between their bodies was still perfect. The desire Lin Que had long suppressed through the Cleansing Heart Technique now erupted completely with the aid of the medicine.]
[And the only one capable of enduring all of it was Jiang Moqing. She knew every inch of Lin Que’s body, deeply familiar with all his habits and preferences. This was experience accumulated through years of companionship, and at this moment it was a suitability that no one else could match.]
[The sounds of flesh striking flesh and cries of pleasure rose and fell together, becoming the only noises in the room. The medicine’s restraint on Lin Que’s body gradually weakened, but Lin Que was no longer able to push Jiang Moqing away. Instead, he roughly pinned her beneath him, ravaging her without restraint. His eyes were completely bloodshot, filled with the brutality brought about by the poisoned blood.]
[Faced with all of this, Jiang Moqing not only didn’t mind, she even deliberately matched his movements, seemingly enjoying it as well.]
[…….]
[…….]
Line after line of the system’s text broadcast battered Qin Wanyuan’s nerves. Just from reading the descriptions, she could already imagine how intense the scene must have been.
She was completely stunned.
She had thought that after strengthening her physique somewhat through the system and taking medicine, she would be able to satisfy Lin Que.
But she had never expected that Lin Que was not someone who could be satisfied with merely one or two times.
The one capable of doing that…
was Jiang Moqing.
Even if Qin Wanyuan was unwilling to admit it, the system’s textual description made it very clear. At this stage, the person whose body was most compatible with Lin Que’s was Jiang Moqing.
Imagining the scene of Lin Que and Jiang Moqing making love, imagining him entering another woman’s body, even experiencing more pleasure than when he was with her, Qin Wanyuan’s heart filled with indescribable bitterness.
The feeling was impossible to describe…it felt both like having her throat tightly strangled, unable to breathe, and like reading those stimulating passages in certain romantic storybooks.
If this passage had been describing some unrelated story, Qin Wanyuan might have simply found it lewd, perhaps even felt a little flushed from it. But this was describing the intimacy between Lin Que and Jiang Moqing.
Why was it that the two of them were so compatible, while I…
A deep sense of defeat arose within her. Qin Wanyuan whimpered and cried at the bottom of the pool. Fortunately, the sound could not carry outside; otherwise, Qin Qian’er would have come over.
She didn’t know how long she cried, nor how far the text broadcast had progressed. Qin Wanyuan remained submerged at the bottom of the pool without breathing, her eyes wide open as she watched the lines of description continue to appear, feeling as though her heart had gone completely numb.
“So… it can last this long?” She let out a desolate laugh in her heart.
Compared to Jiang Moqing, her own less-than-a-quarter-hour seemed like a complete joke.
Before Qin Wanyuan could continue her lament, a knock came from outside the bathhouse door, along with Qin Qian’er’s somewhat worried voice.
“Big Sister, you’ve been soaking in the bath for the entire afternoon already. Are you alright?”
Hearing Qin Qian’er’s words, Qin Wanyuan finally snapped out of her daze. She scrambled up from the bottom of the bath in a rather disheveled state and replied:
“I’m fine…”
When she said this, Qin Wanyuan paused for a moment. She realized that her voice had become extremely hoarse, and even Qin Qian’er outside the door noticed something was off.
“Big Sister, what happened to your voice… Are you really alright?” she asked worriedly.
“I’m really fine.” Qin Wanyuan cleared her throat and spoke again.
“Alright then… I made dinner. Come eat with me.” Qin Qian’er said after some hesitation. She had noticed that her sister had seemed somewhat absent-minded ever since Lin Que left the house.
Does liking someone really make a person like this… It’s only been a few days since they parted, yet love is already so hard to understand.
Qin Qian’er didn’t press the matter further and left on her own.
Qin Wanyuan didn’t leave the bath right away. Instead, she took out a glazed mirror from her storage ring and looked at herself.
At this moment, her jet-black hair was matted together by the pool water, covering most of her face. Her lips, which should have been cherry-red, had been bitten open, leaving teeth marks, and had begun to turn pale from the loss of blood. She truly looked a complete mess.
“Anyone who didn’t know better would probably think I was some water ghost that crawled out of a pool, wouldn’t they?” Qin Wanyuan laughed bitterly.
Meanwhile, on the system’s text broadcast page, the entanglement between Lin Que and Jiang Moqing was still continuing…
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