"Father, I would like to join the Reliance Sect."
Hei Long sat with one leg draped casually over the other, leaning back in his chair as he sipped at a porcelain cup of tea.
His deanor was relaxed, almost lazy.
Behind him, Li i worked her fingers over his shoulders in slow, adoring circles, humming softly.
Across from him sat Hei Zhòu.
At the mont, all he could do was pinch the bridge of his nose.
He glanced at his wife, irritation flickering in his eyes.
She had never once given him a shoulder rub.
Not in all their decades together.
But he quickly forced the bitterness down and focused his attention on their son.
"The Reliance Sect?" Hei Zhòu asked slowly:
"Out of all the sects you could walk into without even knocking... you want to join a third-rate sect?"
Hei Long gently set his teacup on the table, the porcelain clicking softly against the surface.
He smiled, sharp teeth peeking out just enough to seem wolfish:
"I don't know."
Hei Zhòu's brows twitched. "You... don't know?"
He leaned forward slightly, as if trying to see through his son.
Hei Long didn't budge:
"It's just a feeling, Father. That place calls to . Isn't that enough?"
There was silence in the room for a mont.
Finally, Hei Zhòu sat back in his chair with a sigh:
"If that's where you want to go, I won't stop you. Just make sure you don't bring sha to the Hei Family."
Hei Long chuckled, resting his hand on his knee.
"Sha? ? Please. Only cucks bring sha to the family."
Behind him, Li i abruptly paused mid-rub, stifling a giggle.
Her body trembled slightly as she turned her head to glance at her husband, picturing—no doubt—a plump green turtle wearing a green hat.
Hei Zhòu forced a strained laugh. "Yes, well... quite right. That would indeed bring sha."
He didn't miss the glint in his wife's eyes, and his forced smile wavered just slightly:
'Is she actually cheating on ? No... Impossible. She would never.'
Hei Long rose to his feet, brushing invisible dust from his robes.
"I'll depart within the week," he said simply.
"Do you require anything?" Hei Zhòu asked.
"Just a decent robe, so spirit stones."
Hei Zhòu nodded.
As Hei Long turned to leave—
Li i stood as well, walking beside him:
"You always have my support, Little Long."
Hei Long leaned in slightly, his voice low and teasing"
"Visit my room tonight. I have a surprise for you."
Li i's lashes fluttered as a knowing smile curved her lips.
She gave a slow, deliberate nod"
"As you wish."
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Later that night—
Qing Yue sat on the bed, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink, her light blue eyes shining with a newfound spark.
Her silver-white hair cascaded down her back, loose from its usual bun, framing her naked body, which was on full display.
Hei Long, equally naked, sat beside her, his erect cock standing tall and proud.
He reached out, his fingers gently tracing the line of her jaw, his touch soft:
"Wife," he murmured, his voice low and sincere, "you know I love you, yes?"
Qing Yue looked at him, her heart swelling with emotion:
"Of course, husband," she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
A smug smile played on Hei Long's lips as he leaned in closer, his breath hot on her ear:
"Then you should understand that you'll always be first in my heart," he whispered:
"No one can take your place. You are my wife, my partner, and my love."
Qing Yue felt her heart skip a beat at his words.
She looked away, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink, her heart pounding in her chest.
"I would hope so," she replied, her voice trembling slightly.
Hei Long's hands moved to her shoulders, his touch gentle but firm, his fingers sinking into her pale, soft skin.
He leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, dancing with hers.
Qing Yue moaned softly, her body lting into his, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer.
As they broke apart—
Hei Long's lips trailed down her neck, his teeth nipping at her sensitive skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
"Then you should understand that a man of my position is fated to have nurous won beside ," he murmured.
"..." Qing Yue was silent for a mont, her brow furrowing slightly as she processed his words.
She wasn't thrilled at the thought of sharing him, but she understood the expectations that ca with being the wife of such a man.
With a small sigh, Qing Yue replied:
"Husband, I am your wife, and although I might get jealous, I understand that a man of your status will have nurous won. All I ask is that I am first in your heart and that you always return to ."
Hei Long's eyes softened, and he grabbed her cheeks with both hands, forcing her to look into his eyes:
"You will always be my first, Qing Yue. No matter what happens, no matter who cos into my life, you will always be the one I care for most. You are my everything."
As he pulled her into a deeper hug—
Qing Yue could feel the hard planes of his chest against her soft breasts, her nipples hardening at the contact.
She lted into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his waist, holding him tight:
"I love you, husband," Qing Yue whispered.
Hei Long smiled, a contented smile that reached his eyes.
"And I love you, my wife. More than you will ever know."
Just then, Hei Long heard the system's voice in his mind:
[Ding! Qing Yue's Love ter has changed: Love→ Obsession]
'I finally have her,' Hei Long thought to himself, a smug smile playing on his lips.
He knew that winning this heroine's heart would be the easiest, as the others would be more challenging.
Nevertheless, Hei Long was confident in his abilities and looked forward to the conquests that lay ahead.
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